Saturday, December 11
Dec. 11 Sat.
"Sige, pagpatuloy niyo lang;
Unti-unting lunurin sa kasiyahan..
Sige, pagpasensiyahan na lang,
Mga pumupigil sa ating ligaya..
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Okay lang naman ang ating usapan,
Hindi na lang babalikan ang nakaraan,
Ang nakaraan..
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Ayos lang, basta't kasama
Konting alak lang, kahit walang pulutan..
Ang minsan, naaalala,
Di magtatagal, tayo ay liligaya..
Tayo ay liligaya." -Sige
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Last night was a killer.
After waiting for the longest time for Nica’s bus, the barkada boarded Maika's van and we went to her house to change into our outfits for the night. While waiting for Inna, we watched the really disturbing movie Thirteen, and I played around with this real neat DJ BoxBop toy Maika had..
The movie was great. It showed how peer pressure and family problems can make a thirteen year old girl get tongue and bellybutton rings, take drugs, have sex, and slash herself to bits.
Yeah. Ding dong to me.
I was quite amused at the similarity to my story.
But my berks were shocked at my reactions to the disgusting bed scenes..
Haha. They wanted to throw up, Maika even went outside coz she couldnt stand to watch, but I only tilted my head and grinned.
Them: *stares* "Oh my God..thats disgusting..yuck, ang daming dugo..shet, I cant look.." *looks away*
Me: *blinks* "Hey, may gunting din ako na ganyan sa bahay!" *laughs* "Oooh, dont use the razor blade, honey..you wont be able to stand the sting.."
Giselle: "Celine talaga, o.."
Them: *covers mouths* "Oh shet..silang dalawa sa isang guy?? Threesome ba ito?!"
Maika: *covers eyes* "Oh my gosh, kadiri yan. Kadiri yan!!"
Me: *eyes widen* *laughs* "Ooooooh, pare ko, jackpot! Holy shit, dude, you got two gorgeous gals on your lap! Lucky bastard, go for it!" *manic laughter*
Them: *looks at me* "Ano ba yang si Celine! Sabi na nga ba mahilig ka sa ganyan, eh!"
Me: "Wait..wait, is he saying stop?! No way..no way..no way! Dude, there’s no guy in his RIGHT MIND who would let that chance pass him by.." *shakes head*
Steph: *giggles* "Baka good boy siya.."
Me: *snorts* "Wala nang good boy sa mundo, noh!" *leans back* "Damn..kung ako nasa pwesto niya..shyet, heaven ba ito!"
Us: *eyes widen* "Wait..did she just..did she just..KISS HER?!"
Them: *pulls faces* "EEEEWWWWWW!!! Yuck, girl to girl..eew eew eew!! Kadiirss! Ano kayang feeling nun?!"
(pause)
Them: *slowly looks at me*
Me: *grinning like an idiot* "Haha, pwede.." *looks on as the kiss gets deeper* "Er.."
Them: *still looking at me, biting their lips*
Me: *sinks into chair* "I..I dont..I dont need this right now.." *slowly runs hand through hair* "not..not after what happened kanina..mercy..mercy.."
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God had mercy, and sent Inna knocking at Maika's door.
It was the celebration for Maika and Nica’s birthday, and we were off to Eastwood all in SKIRTS.
Yeah.
Skirts.
I wore one. The one dad bought for me..white with a watercolor pink flower on it. And along with a red sleeveless turtleneck, everybody said I looked like a cheerleader. *twitch*
We picked up Iann and his friends: Steve and Jeje, and proceeded to Eastwood to eat at the Superbowl of China - or according to Jeje - the Toiletbowl of China.
After a birthday greeting from the waiters, we walked around a bit, rummaging through the tiangges and stores to find gifts for our kris kringles. We were harassed with noisy fireworks which exploded right above us and propelled tiny shrapnel that hit our skin and went inside Inna's smile. *stifles laughter*
"Ow! Okay, guys, dont smile.. May pirasong tumama sa ngipin ko!"
I then went with Nica and Anne to ask various restaurants if they could be interviewed for our THE restaurant evaluation project. Our first priority was Macau Restaurant, with the really friendly manager.
Around 10:15, I prepped myself to be picked up by my dad. Our strict schedule was that he would pick me up around ten, so I had to turn down my barkada's offer to go watch Iann’s gig at Eskinita. They were going to stay there until around midnight, then have a sleepover at Maika's pad.
I grit my teeth as they kissed me goodbye, and left me with Steph to go to that gig and have one helluva night. Steph and I waited a bit more, then her dad came and was going to pick her up already. Wondering where the heck my dad was, I called him up and found out..
Hn.
He was at a party. And he told me he could pick me up around 12.
Ha.
Nice, right?
You could just imagine the look on my face..
Especially when he suddenly got angry at me when I told him my barkada was already halfway to Eskinita, and Steph was about to go home.
Some schedule.
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Regretting every single thought of it, I pleaded with Steph's dad to drop me off at my house, and thanked him profusely from the moment he said sure, to the moment I stepped off the car and ring the doorbell.
It was 12 then..
I missed out on so much fun, and dad was angry at me. I was the one who needed the escape, but it was my berks and my dad who were getting drunk and high on Eskinita slingers, martini, and strobe lighs..
I wished I would never wake up.
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I did.
And I hated it. I had to go pick up Anne and Nica from Maika's place then go to Eastwood again for the restaurant evaluation.
I waited at Maika's house, eating breakfast and helping soothe their hangovers, playing boxbop and staring at the face of Maika’s younger yet taller brother JV.
After that, Nica Anne and I met up with the rest of our groupmates at Macau, and proceeded with the interview. The manager was downright cool, but the waiter was too friendly..all TOO friendly..
Like..stalker friendly.
Our groupmates had to leave, so we walked around Eastwood again, carefully avoiding that waiter, and ending up at Mini Stop. We met up with Nica's friends: Chad and James, and we just sat there talking about anything, while Nica and Anne garbled nonsense due to the side effects of last night.
After making the rain stop, I accompanied them to the corner of Eastwood to hail a cab for Nica, Chad, and James to get them to Sta. Mesa to by a guitar. It took us quite some time trying to get a cab, and the combined talents of us three BOYS to take care of those two drunk girls.
When they left, Anne and I lounged around a bit more, and I was getting irritated at my dad and his schedule which was yet again flawed. He arrived an hour late, and we dropped Anne off at her place.
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I yanked off my silver, and my other constricting garments, and literally crashed on the bed.
I missed out on fun and escape.
I missed out on gin, brandy, pomelo juice, pinapples, peaches, and sprite.
I got yelled at for something I didnt do.
I got scolded for coughing, and being so damn weak.
I got four projects due, three homeworks, and two reports.
I fell for a guy and an hour later, he introduces us to his girlfriend.
I threw the cigs and scissors across the room, and chugged down the last half glass of dad's Gato Blanco from the ref.
I tried in vain to fight off the barbaric memories, before the alcohol burned its way up and down my stomach, and finally lulled me to sleep.
For me, it was just another day.
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