Sorry for the two-posts-a-day thing going on lately. I’ve been busy haven’t had time to publish the posts on the day I was suppose to publish them.
Anyhow, yesterday was a great day for me (and so is today! But that’s a different story…), I got to see my batchmates during college in our yearbook launch. Yeah! Finally our yearbook is here!
Algorisme 2005
I have a month left to decide what I really want for my birthday. For the past months (yah I’m an eager beaver STFU), I have been thinking of holding a party. Ya know, invite all my buddies (at lahat ng halang sa alak na kakilala ko), private pool party (since I’m *that* deprived from swimming), lots of alcohol and munchies, reggae music (para feeling nasa beach) and for the fun of it, hire a henna tattoo artist (para talagang feel na nasa beach), hire macho and sexy dancers for entertainment? hahaha and maybe even book CliqueBooth for a night (imagining I have the money to splurge).
As I was eating my breakfast in front of the computer, while reading my feed subscriptions, I got to Bulitas’ most recent post “Foul” and lookie what I found…
A happy bunch of UST Salinggawi Members during the UAAP Opening.
Great! Just a nice effin way to start the morning. I really have no time to waste since I have deadlines but I have a few minutes to spare… So I followed the link from where it came from and immersed myself to the x00 (and counting) commentaries thrown all over regarding the photo.
My take on this? This is crap. Outrageous and downright foul. The L signs I could take, but the dirty finger? Boom! Below the belt dude, just right on the crotch area actually. @#$%^&*
So maybe these boys were just fooling around, come on admit it guys, at one point or another, we make fun of the other schools/universities through the school vs. school jokes because we’re dead bored but these guys? They should have been more careful to let a camera catch this foolishness.
Last night, I was with Eric, Jason, and Kenneth at S.Ex. (Sinangag Express) having a late dinner. Note: that Jason and Kenneth are both married, happily of course and Eric is pretty much engaged with his girlfriend of 6 years.
We were all having a decent conversation while waiting for our orders when suddenly a very bad topic surfaced: my love life.
“Bat nga ba single ka pa Joy?” (Why are you still single anyway, Joy?)
In my monotonous voice, “kasi walang nagkakamali” (no one makes the mistake)
“Anong mali? Maniwala ako, tanga lang siguro lahat ng nakukursunadahan mo.” (what mistake? I highly doubt that, maybe all your type are stupid)
There was a long silence while our food and my Longsilog (Longanisa-fried rice-eggs) were being placed on our table. And we started mixing in our favorite condiments into our own dishes.
“Ano bang tipo mong lalaki?” (what’s your type of guy anyway?)
I laughed and started eating. Unfortunately, all throughout the meal these three guys keep insisting I list down what I like in men.
“Ano naman importante sa tipo ko?” (why would my taste in men be important?)
Hey, what did you hear me say
you know the difference it makes
what did you hear me say
Yes, I said it’s fine before
But I don’t think so no more
I said it’s fine before
I’ve changed my mindI take it back
Erase and rewind
’cause I’ve been changing my mind
~The Cardigans, Erase and Rewind
How many times have I done this before? Hmmmmm… I do believe lots and lots of times but spare me the sermon I already know about learning the lesson to avoid making the same mistakes from the past. And believe me, I’ve learned. History just kind of repeats itself (excuses, excuses.. tsk tsk).
