friday saturday happy birthday
friday night was weird. i stayed with ed til 7 in the morning. met some of his friends, yet again. had breakfast at wendy's with the dj and his friend who were waiting for their other friend who will be bringing them to pampanga. wow, that was ewan. wasn't that bad at all. but ewan. got home and my mom was already awake preparing for her party later that day. slept at around 9.30. ended up sleeping until 2pm. couldn't get out of my room, since i look like shit and the door leading to my bathroom was locked from inside. it's also the bathroom the guests are using. couldn't wash the gunk off my face. and definitely, my hair is shitty. slept when my hair was still wet. so i just watched tv until almost all the guests have left. took a bath immediately and changed. no one really cared that i wasn't at the party in the house. too many people for them to notice.
at around 8pm, i left to go to richelle's birthday celebration at gerry's grill at glorietta 2. awful rain got my pants wet. oh well. did get to talk to gen again and rich and chica and so many other high school friends. and rich has a pretty officemate. did get to meet yanni's new boyfriend. cutie. has really soft hands. but that bastard couldn't say my Tony Lou. he asked if i could be called tony, instead. if he weren't cute and has soft hands, i would've been really pissed. so yeah. after they ate dinner, we went greenbelt. stayed at seattle's best. but they had to leave immediately. so tin/marlo and i were left with each other.
shell, i don't really know why, but tin and i just can hangout and talk about shit. oh my gosh, we talked about work, our future goals, working abroad and coming back to the philippines to settle down here. we talked about being rich enough to not work and just travel around the world while being single. we talked about taking communion and confessing. we talked about csa. how we would attend the funeral/wake for father rodriguez but not for centina. we talked about what people wear to church. and how we wanted our children to wear sunday dresses and not the current fashion trend of looking like a pokpok bratz doll. talking about sharon cuneta's daughter frankie and talking about that chismis regarding the true mother of one of sharon's daughters. we talked about so many things. but the best part of that night was the bellyaching laugh i experienced when tin started talking about female sales attendants at shoemart who don't shave and wear nylons. so their leghair looks buhaghag under the nylon. wow, that image just made me laugh so hard, i got teary eyed and my face was so red. it was an ab workout. i laughed so hard. and poor tin couldn't laugh, since she was channeling jessica simpson with the sore throat. anyway, that bellyaching laugh made braving the rain and going to richelle's birthday party all worth it. we ended talking at around 1 and she left and i contemplated on whether or not going to government for the mariah event. decided to go home instead. too tired. and besides, i'm not a fan of mariah. plus, i'll only be meeting a drugged up ed there. so no fun at all. and now, we've come full circle.
so yeah, happy birthday to my mom. she's 52 now. still a pain at times, but it's all good.
at around 8pm, i left to go to richelle's birthday celebration at gerry's grill at glorietta 2. awful rain got my pants wet. oh well. did get to talk to gen again and rich and chica and so many other high school friends. and rich has a pretty officemate. did get to meet yanni's new boyfriend. cutie. has really soft hands. but that bastard couldn't say my Tony Lou. he asked if i could be called tony, instead. if he weren't cute and has soft hands, i would've been really pissed. so yeah. after they ate dinner, we went greenbelt. stayed at seattle's best. but they had to leave immediately. so tin/marlo and i were left with each other.
shell, i don't really know why, but tin and i just can hangout and talk about shit. oh my gosh, we talked about work, our future goals, working abroad and coming back to the philippines to settle down here. we talked about being rich enough to not work and just travel around the world while being single. we talked about taking communion and confessing. we talked about csa. how we would attend the funeral/wake for father rodriguez but not for centina. we talked about what people wear to church. and how we wanted our children to wear sunday dresses and not the current fashion trend of looking like a pokpok bratz doll. talking about sharon cuneta's daughter frankie and talking about that chismis regarding the true mother of one of sharon's daughters. we talked about so many things. but the best part of that night was the bellyaching laugh i experienced when tin started talking about female sales attendants at shoemart who don't shave and wear nylons. so their leghair looks buhaghag under the nylon. wow, that image just made me laugh so hard, i got teary eyed and my face was so red. it was an ab workout. i laughed so hard. and poor tin couldn't laugh, since she was channeling jessica simpson with the sore throat. anyway, that bellyaching laugh made braving the rain and going to richelle's birthday party all worth it. we ended talking at around 1 and she left and i contemplated on whether or not going to government for the mariah event. decided to go home instead. too tired. and besides, i'm not a fan of mariah. plus, i'll only be meeting a drugged up ed there. so no fun at all. and now, we've come full circle.
so yeah, happy birthday to my mom. she's 52 now. still a pain at times, but it's all good.