If You Leave, I Hope You Need To Come Back.
Nnghh. I'm sleepy today.
Went out with Nella last night. She brought her family friend, who is like her cousin, Kyra , who is Swiss. Okay, Jessie, so she's not German. Nell said she was and basta. Swiss people speak German anyway. :))
We went to Rockwell to watch a movie and chill. We bought tickets for License To Wed [ "Jesus didn't scare you. I did." =)) ]. We headed over to Seattle's Best, where we decided that Kyra looked like Shaina Magdayao [ only tanner ] and Nell almost threw away a plate. On the way to Fully Booked, I spotted a girl on the floor below us in a basketball training outfit and a light blue ponytail.
"Is that Bella?"
As it turns out, it was. How psychic am I? :P
So her mom agreed to her watching a movie, so we bought her a ticket that she almost lost between the pages of a French-English dictionary [ Kyra also speaks a little French, see. ] and we spent more than a few minutes in Fully Booked learning how to swear in German. :D
Anyway, we went to the Food Court, where everything was closed/closing, and we saw this guy dancing to this really loud, techno music in Shakey's. As in, REALLY dancing. The gate thing wasn't closed yet, so you could see him there. Then Bella went in front of Shakey's, right in plain view of DancerBoy and started doing the Running Man. :))
We ate bibingka and puto bumbong in Via Mare where we asked for fast service and ended up having three waiters, all of whom Bella asked jokes from.
The movie was okay, but unbelievable forgettable. It's like, I forgot half the movie already. It's one of those movies where you have to try to remember.
We ate in the 24-Hour McDonald's in Makati Ave, where it was filled with people from their overtime or something. I love McDonald's.
Then we spent about 15minutes looking for the stupid Shell Building for some stupid Splenda. :)) Bella kept acting like a chicken through the window. :|
Then they dropped me off.
And I went to bed.
I'm craving coffee.
"JANELLA LACSON IS THE BEST MOST AMAZINGEST FRIEND EVER. PERIOD." -Janella Lacson, Schizophrenic.
Went out with Nella last night. She brought her family friend, who is like her cousin, Kyra , who is Swiss. Okay, Jessie, so she's not German. Nell said she was and basta. Swiss people speak German anyway. :))
We went to Rockwell to watch a movie and chill. We bought tickets for License To Wed [ "Jesus didn't scare you. I did." =)) ]. We headed over to Seattle's Best, where we decided that Kyra looked like Shaina Magdayao [ only tanner ] and Nell almost threw away a plate. On the way to Fully Booked, I spotted a girl on the floor below us in a basketball training outfit and a light blue ponytail.
"Is that Bella?"
As it turns out, it was. How psychic am I? :P
So her mom agreed to her watching a movie, so we bought her a ticket that she almost lost between the pages of a French-English dictionary [ Kyra also speaks a little French, see. ] and we spent more than a few minutes in Fully Booked learning how to swear in German. :D
Anyway, we went to the Food Court, where everything was closed/closing, and we saw this guy dancing to this really loud, techno music in Shakey's. As in, REALLY dancing. The gate thing wasn't closed yet, so you could see him there. Then Bella went in front of Shakey's, right in plain view of DancerBoy and started doing the Running Man. :))
We ate bibingka and puto bumbong in Via Mare where we asked for fast service and ended up having three waiters, all of whom Bella asked jokes from.
The movie was okay, but unbelievable forgettable. It's like, I forgot half the movie already. It's one of those movies where you have to try to remember.
We ate in the 24-Hour McDonald's in Makati Ave, where it was filled with people from their overtime or something. I love McDonald's.
Then we spent about 15minutes looking for the stupid Shell Building for some stupid Splenda. :)) Bella kept acting like a chicken through the window. :|
Then they dropped me off.
And I went to bed.
I'm craving coffee.
"JANELLA LACSON IS THE BEST MOST AMAZINGEST FRIEND EVER. PERIOD." -Janella Lacson, Schizophrenic.