and saturday came. (01192010)

repost from nini.


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i was pretty hyped up about the up coming dinner plan with the palasyo people. you know, things like this are pretty hard to come by nowadays. with all the busy schedules, it's amazing people still go out. of course i'm very adamant about breaking away from conflicting schedules. so saturday was blocked off. i just had to see these people again!

it wouldn't be a standard-issue palasyo get-together if everyone was punctual. i was gonna pick up mansy and pat and meet up with tasha by 7pm. but being the early person that i was, 7pm was just pick up time in katipunan. all thanks to their traffic btw. excuses excuses. hahaha. so anyway, two seconds in the car and mansy and i were rolling our heads off of laughter from shit we heard/read about over the past couple of weeks. and when we picked up pat, we couldn't control ourselves. when did we ever? hahaha!

welcome back pat!

so 15mins later, we got to high street. took us forever to find a parking slot. stupid parking people still made us go inside when they most probably knew there weren't any slots anymore! who does that. ugh. so ten or so rounds inside the lot later, we decided to park in the disabled slot! HAHAHAHA. we figured we were all mentally disabled anyway. so what stops us from using the one intended for disabled people?! doesn't say you should be physically impaired. we're geniuses that way. so we went to fully booked and picked up tasha. i'm amazed she hasn't eaten pages off of the books from hunger. i probably would've. hahaha.

it all happened here. well, most of it.

agave was screaming and beckoning. we just couldn't ignore it. before we knew it, we all had bottomless margaritas and laughing over chimichangas and burritos! it didn't matter that we were starting to smell like a bunch of ash trays. we couldn't stop tearing up from laughter! it was insane catching up with everything we've missed out on for the past three years! pat's back! after three long years!

pat. she was lost. but now she's found. who would've thought things would turn out the way we've always predicted it to be?! maybe it just took a little longer than expected. oh and yes, karma will bite you in the ass like a mother fucker in the not so distant future! either that or you've already served your bad karma early on. in any case, it's time to do the fun-er lighter things in life! 2010 is gv year! let go of bv things. let go of bv people!

mansy. she's made to count pages of books in the lib to pass her paid time off. or to simply make it look as if the government's money spent on public library librarians are well spent. with the looks of it, they're investing it wisely on their people. very wisely. we shall breeze through 2010 like crazy. watch how we'll do this the glamorously spontaneous way.

tasha. i never really know what she's up to. all i know is UP. period. hahaha! but we shall stalk the net together. stalk those who stalk us. for we would want to do unto others what they do unto us.

three quick glasses of margarita each and mansy and i were laughing like crazy. as if it was any different without the buzz! but we downed all that in less than an hour! it was funny how it felt like it was already 1 in the morning when it was actually just a few minutes past 9! we were like, "uhh, why're they dimming the lights and turning up the music just now?!" cos it was just 9! talk about hasty drinking. hahaha!

apparently, agave did red horse too. no such thing as class when alcoholism beckons.

an hour later, we decided the night was too young to call it off. and it felt like it wasn't enough that we just kept making references to what could've been daniel's hirits that night. it was such a loss to have all these stories go by without having a full palasyo laugh-out-loud moment for them. so to daniel's, we decided!

sneaking in a few more "coke" minutes before we were off.

the buzz dissipated away even before we got out of high street. it was such a shame. i guess easy come, easy go. i totally could've taken in more. but we couldn't pass up the opportunity of bugging daniel during his time of concentration for midterms. it was too much of a golden opportunity. twenty minutes later and we found ourselves literally knocking on their gate. it felt like we were completely and utterly intruding the sanctity of what could've been a decent sleep. but you know us. we're never really ones to respect stuff like that. so knock away, we did! and as expected, he was dozing his ass off already! so much for midterms! we had them wake him up!

daniel. law slave. everything else is not worth mentioning.

the dilemma with trying to take good pictures of others is you never get to have a good one yourself. thank you tasha!

an hour later of more intense laughter and we decided to call it a night. we're all partly wary of the karmic whiplash this might have on us. but then again, if we ever really did care, we prolly would've died a horrible horrible death years ago. i guess life keeps us around to make things a little spicier. not everything can be politically correct no. sometimes you gotta laugh at all the immoral jokes. cos there's no fun else where. hahahaha!

some things just stick.