Let's make fun of me. Aa and I (people, say hi to Aa, she's right behind my right shoulder) are both drunk/hungover/being asinine/being idiotic. ..Really idiotic. *stares at you*
And to think that we haven't seen each other since Friday night.
Whoamygad, is this a lesbian moment?
I had my cam with me last night, and I forgot all about it until Aa, in her search for something in my bag, went:
Helga, sino 'to?! Wahaw! Boyfriend!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Pictures!
Ping, you're hotter than a can of Sprite!
AND THIS! OH MY GAD, THIS!!!
I am speechless. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I remember eating a big breakfast this morning (and I supposedly have sworn off McDo food for forever) and I remember this guy (Alvyn? Alvin? basta hip-hop ang..oh no, it's Britney on the TV!) having the same purple Charriol wallet/coin purse as mine. I sound so wrong.
It's so "Who the hell are you and what am I doing with your arm around my neck?!" Fwar!
Wahaha, and he just rang my phone. Alvyn. Yup. Zat eez his name. Why the Y?
I want to change my number now.
And. I don't want to get drunk. Ever. Again.
Right, Helga, right.