my lemon lime

where was i? a, o yeah...

meanwhile herbee and albee were at giligan's waiting for a table to free up. after twenty minutes or so of waiting and pestering bonga to check if it was our turn to be seated, herbee fetched us from gerry's to finally have dinner.

on the way to giligan's second floor, someone lightly tapped my arm, (or was it faye?), prompting me to look at the direction of the culprit. one look and i knew that i don't know who he was. it turns out that he thought that i was someone he knew (dennis?). eh. foo!

we seated ourselves quickly and bonga ordered the food. it was already past nine when the dishes arrived. we devoured our way through some delicious grub, crispy pata, sinigang, inihaw na pusit, manok at liempo and fish. for a quite a few minutes only crickets were heard at our table. galit-galit muna! we left giligan's with our bellies full, satisfied at last. salamat bonga!

after a quick stop at the terminal, where herbee and lei rode their respective epeks bound for home, me, bonga, albee and faye were on our way to gb timezone to play some games, obviously, burn some calories along the process and meet up with allen, which we were supposed to catch up with at around ten-ish. it was already half past ten then.

on the way there i saw an old friend, yet again. i often invited this particular friend of mine to eat somewhere, her treat. hehe. and in return she too cajoled me to make libre her. i wasn't able to greet her because there were so many people in between us. i could've voiced her name but i'd wager that she won't hear me because the music from the bar that we were passing would only drown my efforts. so i opted for the next best thing. i sent her a text message. (el cheapo mwah)

note: i've omitted the smileys on the following messages. also, i tried to write it in verbatim but i couldn't. nonetheless the thought of our text conversation remains.

ako : pababa ka na ng escalator no? ng gb?
sya : bakit 'di mo ako tinawag?
ako : ang dami kasing tao e. saan ka pupunta? sino yang ka-date mo?
sya : punta kami ng fort. puno na kasi dyan e. date? wala no. baka ikaw. anong papanoorin nyo?
ako : e sino yung kasama mo? wala akong date. kasama ko yung friends ko. daan kaming timezone tapos videoke mamaya.
sya : i'm with my cousins. videoke? masaya yan. may request ako sa'yo. yung 'ewan' ng apo.
ako : 'di ko alam kung bakit ka ganyan. mahirap kausapin at 'di pa namamansin...
sya : yan nga. wag ka masyadong bibirit.

guess what i played at timezone... yes, i won. but i was quite disappointed with the kind of players there. mostly turtles with fixed custom strings. eheh. also played ddr, basic nga lang. it was hard catching my breath after those three "grueling" stages. goes to show how fit i am.

saturday. {00:01}

time to link up with dj, andrew, allen and the rest of dj's posse at red box. parted with albee and bonga after some hasty goodbyes. made our way to red box and quaintly seated ourselves at the waiting area. and waited. but not that long.

so the rest of the gang arrived swiftly. about five to ten minutes after we contacted them. (they all came from a bar located at gb.) introductions were appropriately made. although the only names i could remember where joy (dj's gf), ai and kevin (a foreigner who came much later).

as we were waiting for faye to confirm our reservation, allen commented on how late our gimik started.

allen : dati ngayong oras pa lang pauwi na tayo. ngayon... ngayon nagsisimula pa lang tayo.

at last we were on our way to get our ear drums thumped and our vocal chords ripped...

tomorrow : my preaching starts. till then...

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i'm drained. maybe because of the myriad of numbers that i crunched early this morning and the insurmountable amount of work that is now before me.

sigh...