another misadventure
I just had the FUNNIEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE.
Right after Hanna’s dismissal, we headed straight to U-JAM to have a quick drink and to have a little chat. Despite the heartbreaking news delivered by her, it was all good. We only had a bottle and a half and yet I felt woozy.
The clocked ticked to 10:30 pm so I hurriedly went home… NO! THIS PLACE IS NOT MY HOME!
11:30 pm, I was standing in front of our gate and rang the freakin’ doorbell. A minute passed, NO ANSWER. I pressed it again and waited for a while. I’m already hearing imaginary cricket sounds. Third time around, I already felt hopeless.
And so I decided to climb our towering gates and landed on the other side safely (well, I got dirty but I’m fine, really).
I headed to the window of our helpers only to have a glimpse on their empty beds. “OH FUCK! I’m dead!” was the only thing I said. I went to my brother’s window, called his cel and knocked on his window. NO FRIGGIN’ ANSWER!
Not really sure what to do, I called Hanna and shared my dilemma and instantly, I became the biggest joke of the night. She was at Jarvs’ place and both of them heard me knocking on the window and on the front door. God! I feel so tired and thirsty and I even felt like I needed to take a dump!
And then I suddenly realized that the front door’s unlocked! I was about to rejoice but the moment I pushed it, it was actually bolted. FUCK IT! I was already lying on our porch with my school bag as my pillow when suddenly the helper opened the freakin’ door. DAMMIT! I already got scared of bats flying around!
I got in at almost 12:40am. ALL THIS IN A RAINY NIGHT OF AUG. 17-18.
Right after Hanna’s dismissal, we headed straight to U-JAM to have a quick drink and to have a little chat. Despite the heartbreaking news delivered by her, it was all good. We only had a bottle and a half and yet I felt woozy.
The clocked ticked to 10:30 pm so I hurriedly went home… NO! THIS PLACE IS NOT MY HOME!
11:30 pm, I was standing in front of our gate and rang the freakin’ doorbell. A minute passed, NO ANSWER. I pressed it again and waited for a while. I’m already hearing imaginary cricket sounds. Third time around, I already felt hopeless.
And so I decided to climb our towering gates and landed on the other side safely (well, I got dirty but I’m fine, really).
I headed to the window of our helpers only to have a glimpse on their empty beds. “OH FUCK! I’m dead!” was the only thing I said. I went to my brother’s window, called his cel and knocked on his window. NO FRIGGIN’ ANSWER!
Not really sure what to do, I called Hanna and shared my dilemma and instantly, I became the biggest joke of the night. She was at Jarvs’ place and both of them heard me knocking on the window and on the front door. God! I feel so tired and thirsty and I even felt like I needed to take a dump!
And then I suddenly realized that the front door’s unlocked! I was about to rejoice but the moment I pushed it, it was actually bolted. FUCK IT! I was already lying on our porch with my school bag as my pillow when suddenly the helper opened the freakin’ door. DAMMIT! I already got scared of bats flying around!
I got in at almost 12:40am. ALL THIS IN A RAINY NIGHT OF AUG. 17-18.