Random sighting.
This is going to be short and sweet and somewhat vague and completely trivial and unimportant -- except to me. I'm not entirely sure this is going to make sense to anyone else but the two of us -- and maybe Mia and Sharms and Steph -- but that doesn't matter. While I'd normally say "more details when I have time," because nakakahiya to (dahil mababaw akong tao pagdating sa ganito), there will be no details ever.
Last night, I was out with the Sizzle and we were merrily minding our own business. Being the dipshit that I am, I kept coming up certain scenarios which would put her in uncomfortable situations. On occasion, I'd even pretend that the said scenario was starting to play out and she would tense up.
We were in a location that kind of dictated that there was a 1 in 10 chance that an awkward scenario for her would come about. I was pretty confident about picking on her about it because there was NO WAY an uncomfortable situation for me would arise -- given it's approximate 1 in a billion chance of doing so. After all, who could I possibly run into that would make me uncomfortable? In my estimation, there would be no way she'd ever be able to say, "Ikaw kasi e, pahirit-hirit ka pa. Yan tuloy." about this evening.
Wouldn't you know it? Putangina. Talk about getting disoriented. Talk about Jaczie smirking at me for a good portion of the evening -- not even making hirit, just frickin' smirking at me -- because of the oddness of how things turned out.
Jaczie's theory is that, "good things happen to good people." My theory is that God has a sense of humor.
Last night, I was out with the Sizzle and we were merrily minding our own business. Being the dipshit that I am, I kept coming up certain scenarios which would put her in uncomfortable situations. On occasion, I'd even pretend that the said scenario was starting to play out and she would tense up.
We were in a location that kind of dictated that there was a 1 in 10 chance that an awkward scenario for her would come about. I was pretty confident about picking on her about it because there was NO WAY an uncomfortable situation for me would arise -- given it's approximate 1 in a billion chance of doing so. After all, who could I possibly run into that would make me uncomfortable? In my estimation, there would be no way she'd ever be able to say, "Ikaw kasi e, pahirit-hirit ka pa. Yan tuloy." about this evening.
Wouldn't you know it? Putangina. Talk about getting disoriented. Talk about Jaczie smirking at me for a good portion of the evening -- not even making hirit, just frickin' smirking at me -- because of the oddness of how things turned out.
Jaczie's theory is that, "good things happen to good people." My theory is that God has a sense of humor.