Thursday night I texted Al (officemate) that we have a loser moment the folowing day. In translation: magwasakan tayo ng buhay sa pamamagitan ng beer. Thursday was May 28; for those who are in the know it has been exactly one year.
Commemorating one year of kabobohan tsong.
Come to think of it, it has been a year and still what happened is so vivid in my mind that I could publish a comic book of the events that transpired. Ika nga ni Monette: Walang matalinong babae sa bolero at palikerong lalake.
(Joanna drowning in sarcasm: Ang popogi niyo kasi noh)
The anxious beaver that I am, psychological or not, I wanted the complete elements to soothe my nerves: friends, booze and sisig. Haha.
So there was I searching for friends all over because I so badly want the sensation of alcohol trickling down my throat. I wanted to laugh my intestines out that I texted George, who cannot make it because he had just came from a beer drinking session the night before that he is still recovering and getting back his senses through bowls of instant noodles.
Meanwhile, Welai was stuck in traffic coming from PBR that Al and I decided not to push through. Mahirap na, ma-issue pa kami ni Al. Haha.
I decided to text Banj, who replied two hours later while I was on my way to QC already aboard the MRT. Next was Ann who immediately confirmed without knowing if she would be able to get out of work and was once again drawing (for the nth time).
Buti na lang ever dependable si Ayen na kasalukuyang nag-shoshopping sa Trinoma. So from Makati I ended up in QC and had Red Horse and kebabs at DB. Yey finally I can chew beef!
Gosh ang loser talaga. Siya tama na, ayoko na mag-commemorate ng two years ng kabobohan.
Photo from Deviant Art