misery loves
i. company
i had arranged to meet up with mari and gio after classes yesterday for a sort of "welcome to college" baptism by alcohol. chudor and pogz asked to tag along for lack of a better thing to do. i okayed their request, but was admittedly wary, since rarely do people from my different circles mix well together.
my fears soon proved conquered by a keg of beer, a plate of sisig, and common southern upbringing. interesting though, how suddenly willing chudor and pogz were to volunteer their sordid pasts to then-strangers. i hope they don't seriously expect me to follow through with an
en masse birthday celebration. beer-all-you-can for a hundred people is way beyond my financial capacity.
ii. alcohol
after the first round of drinks, chudor, pogz, and i met up with vince and headed off to bj's for maki's birthday bash. we left upon realizing that chris "
laglagan blues" castillo had spiked the drinks with green cross 70% isopropyl.
i enjoy a drink as much as the next irishman, but i'd like to keep my sense of sight, thank you very much.
iii. music
or the lack thereof. since renz had made off with my guitar at the last minute, both aforementioned sessions were lacking good background music. pogz convinced chudor and myself [mostly chudor, since i really don't need convincing] to stop by prov on the way home for a song or three. i unfortunately wasted my turn on some spanish song i didn't know, but since i'm not a "noob leaver
la" i stuck with it and ended up getting a 96. not bad at all. renz' theft even proved beneficial in the end, since chudor and i suddenly found ourselves unwilling subjects to
iv. exercise
after midnight, it becomes notoriously difficult to find an express jeep from the edsa rotonda to bicutan. usually the
kanan jeeps are bearable but last night, construction work created a jam spanning the west service road's entire length. after an hour of waiting and not moving ten feet from where we'd initially stopped, we decided to hoof it home. to give you an idea of how far we walked, we'd been camping directly under the jergen's lotion billboard near merville.
chudor: look on the bright side: we'll be really macho after this.
self: less talk, more walk.sige ingat.ΓΌ