it hurts so fine

friday.

my weekend officialy started with an unsolicited yet undoubtedly well appreciated invitation to share dinner with a couple of new friends and a videoke session afterwards with some old buddies. of course there was a minute of hesitation due to the fact that i was supposed to play guardia sibil at our unhabited house. but the idea of spending the rest of the night chowing down on some grub and singing my heart out was more fun, to say the least, than going home eating reheated food while watching michael v. crack jokes. besides i was actually trying to find a gimik i could crash 'coz i cancelled on our bowling tournament due to back pains.

(as you've might noticed, [or not], my blog posting stopped for around two days since i had to excuse myself from work due to the aforementioned injury, a slipped disc, perhaps, my mom said and a friend suggested. concerned parties [meron nga ba?] need not to worry because i'll be having my check up during the week or if not, this coming weekend.)

i was supposed to link up with faye and her co-workers at around half past six so i still have about an hour and a half to burn after office. since staying at the office was totaly an absurd option, considering that everyone else was on their way to the tournament, i opted to go place myself in a "tournament" of my own, where holding a smaller ball resting atop a slender joystick and mashing a couple of buttons were involved.

thirty bucks, eight wins and a jeepney ride later i was at the lobby of gt tower trying to contact faye and tell her where i was. patrick garcia probably transferred my call for about eight times.

as i was about to ride the first available elevator up, i saw an old friend. or rather she saw me.

sya : parang kilala ko 'to a.

instant smiles all around. naturally i was half expecting to see her there being that she worked there.

sya : walang nagbago sayo.
ako : dapat ba meron?
sya : 'di naman.
ako : akala mo naman may nagbago sa'yo.
sya : pero usually kasi pagnagkita kayo ng old friend mo may bago.

sa isip ko, "okey lang na walang nagbago sa'yo..."

as our chatting was just starting to get a little bit warmer, my phone rang. great. it was faye telling me that she was on her way down and i should then go up. for a second i was thinking of ditching them in exchange for a leisurely walk with her. but what kind of a friend would i be if i did that? after some hasty goodbyes i actually coaxed her, albeit with a little reluctance, to commit to a gimik of our own. after all, how could she resist my charms? hehe. but seriously, i believe she agreed because she a very corteous girl.

twelth floor here i go. met up with faye. she said that she can't introduce me to the people on the table because don't know their names. but surprisingly they knew her.

the nights supposed main attraction, a live performance of a band, was already over when we arrived. so there was nothing left to do but to drink. they drank. i just and watched them. they were talking but i can't follow their conversation because of the distance between us and the blaring music. nonetheless i had fun tinkering with faye's new phone. after a few pictures here and there, a couple of games played, and little or few words traded we were hungrily on our way to gerry's, 'coz faye wanted to use her coupons with freebies, for a feast compliments of bonga.

as one might expect on a friday night, the eating establishments were packed and a little bit overflowing with people. still we enlisted ourselves on the cue and waited for our seats. waiting for our table gave me a chance to ogle at the gorgeous nocturnal women. best time i had waiting in line.

meanwhile herbee at albee were at giligan's...

hmmm... the day is not over, the night is young... i'm not yet finished.

will try to continue later. for now i am late for an appointment.

later.