Spongebob is dead...

This made my day...




Finally someone was able to shut that annoying vermin up....ugh...

of booze and friends.... part 2

After pigging out in Tagaytay, we went to Laguna.

We met up with the girls (Char, therese, jo, joana), and went straight to Char's house. Walang tao. Kami lng. What else to do when no one's around? Get drunk of course.

Grabe ung inuman. Suffice to say, I drank so much that I had to puke. The embarassing part was that save for Char, all the other girls were ok. Kami lng ni jerome yung nasuka. Ayun tuloy, nilabas ko lahat ng kinain ko sa house ni Ipe. At least diet rin un....in a creepy bolemic way.

It felt great to be drinking with these guys again. I can't believe we've been friends for 7 years, and if that night was any indication, then we shall be drinking for many more years ahead.

There were probably enough pictures there to black mail me. The hell I care. All i know is that I had fun.





This was me seconds before I started puking. Good thing there were bushes all around Char's house. Didn't have to clean up much.



That night, and the whole weekend, wasn't just about booze and drinking and getting drunk and puking. More importantly, it was all about friends.

It wasn't about the food nor the fact that we were away from the buzz of Manila. It was about the all the conversations we had and the reminiscing we did.

It wasn't about the alcohol nor the desire to be drunk. It was about the comfort knowing that no matter how trashed out we were, someone's there to help us make it through the night.

It was a night that proved that neither time nor distance can take away what true friendship has established.

Of booze and friends...

Spent my whole weekend having fun with my college friends...

First up, Tagaytay.

Taena ganda ng bahay ni Ipe. Sarap ng food. Tumaba ata ako ng mga 5 pounds sa isang gabi kong stay dun. Sarap mag jacuzzi. Haaaaaayyyyy.....

After feasting on Ipe's scrumptous lunch, we decided to play "blow the candle". The last time we playd this was in 2005. We probably weren't as fast and as agile as we were then, but it was still just as fun. Boys vs. Girls. Boys won. 1-0



Then it ws jacuzzi time. All 7 of us together. Then biogesic time. God knows we needed that.



Finally, as a way of giving the girls a chance to redeem themselves, it came time for the videoke challenge. The girls naturally won, but only by a slim margin. Nga pala, I scored 8 sa first song ko. It devastated me. Then Jerome scored 2, and Ipe scored 1. I realized I wasn't that terrible naman pala. Boys vs. Girls. Girls won. 1-1



For the final challenge, we played charades. First to ten. Obvious ba? syempre panalo kame! Boys are smarter ata. Or at least mas madaya. Basta panalo kame.




Boys v. Girls. Final Score: 2-1. The boys win.

I survived Sagada p.2

spelunking |spiˈlə ng ki ng |
noun
the exploration of caves, esp. as a hobby


And spelunking we did...

Like what every single person that ever went there would tell you, your Sagada experience will never be complete unless you survived the steep, dark, rocky, dangerous, yet beautiful caves of Sagada.

Don't believe me? Check it out for yourself.

I'm such a lousy friend

Today, I realized I'm such a lousy friend....




This morning I got 3 text messages. It came from my brods. Aljo is in the hospital; he's been confined there for the past few days. Damn, I didn't know.

We visited him in the hospital. I was glad to see he was ok. Havent seen him the entire summer. But somehow, visiting him there didn't make up for the fact that I was one of the last to know that he was confined in the hospital. Damn.

Then at around 5 pm, I got to chat with my old high school classmate, Norbert. He's also a close friend. It's been ages since I last heard from him. He told me he just went through an operation two weeks ago. Hernia, he said. Damn, I didn't know...again.

I'm such a lousy friend.

They say that you discover who your true friends are at your darkest moments. If that's true, then what does that say about me.

God, I pray for my two friends. I might not always be there for them, but I know that you are. May they find comfort in your presence.

Today is June 1

As far as I'm concern, summer has officially ended.

The only thing left to do is to prepare for the semester ahead.

Today, June 1, I decided to start shopping for school supplies. It has always been one of my favorite things to do when I was a child. I'd go back and forth across the aisles of National Bookstore searching for the right kind of notebook for me. It's funny, now that I think about it, it was like I was waiting for a notebook to choose me. Ok, enough with the mysticism.

Oddly enough, I wasn't as excited this year as I have been in previous years. Usually I'd spent hours in National Bookstore, and in fact, I'd be going in and out of different branches across the metro. But this year, it took me no more than 20 minute (believe me, that's way below my average). It was like I didn't even care anymore what I bought, just as long as I bought something.

Then, during my commute back home, it suddenly hit me why. I was still so freaking exhausted. I haven't relaxed enough to condition my brain for the next semester of hell in law school. In fact, I've been suffering from recurring headaches during the entire summer. Plus, I've gained weight and I don't feel healthy anymore. Argh. This is so frustrating. School starts in a couple of days, and I do not feel that I'm mentally and physically ready for the gruesome and arduous semester of taxation, succession, evidence, bills, PIL and transpo. If it's any indication of what's ahead, then I'm bound to get even more headaches in the succeeding months.

Ok, got to change my game plan. Get more sleep. Plenty of sleep. Exercise dammit. Stop staring at ur Mac. Party. Drink. Hang out. Try living for the next 9 days. Relax.