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Ruth is a full-time writer. Foodie. Happy camper. Wanders a lot. Used to have the worst taste in men. A reformed swipe-a-holic. Reviving her blog after its death.

Saturday, August 24, 2002

So we lost to La Salle. After that big 18-point lead, overtime period, all those rallies, and all those cheers, and we still lost to the Green Archers. After all the discussion that I had with my friends, I came up with my list of reasons why we lost:

1. We celebrated prematurely. Leidy said we shouldn’t have sung that “celebrate good times come on!”
2. The big lead got into the heads of our players, they became too confident on the last minutes of the game.
3. Cyrus Baguio ruined Patricia’s chance of becoming a woman again when he hogged the ball to himself.
4. Thomasians did not pray to St. Dominic and St. Thomas hard enough. (Confessions: even with the 1 second left in the game and La Salle had a three-point lead, I was still expecting some sort of a miracle.)

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Anyway, even if we lost, I’m glad I was there. Else, I would have missed that synchronized “Go, Uste!” cheers. It was a beautiful sight seeing one side of the coliseum having moving in the same direction.

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Shayn is now the dinosaur cheerleader of UST. Hehe. Instead of just pointing her finger up and moving it in a circular motion, she jumped around in time with the cheer. I’m glad she enjoyed the game with us.

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Lei was having these illusions that Luanzon was winking at her, during the game. Free country, free dreams.

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Kathy is tsismosatalaga. She was spreading rumors about Patwee becoming a woman. Yeah, and I’ll win the presidential election of 2004.

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JM I have to clear this to you. We do not hate you. This is just how our barkada works. It’s called Cariño Brutal. It’s a complicated thing to explain, but you’ll soon realize that what seems to be WWW III in the group is actually lambingan. Insults, oral or written, is the group’s way of saying “I love you” to each other. You should be suspicious when we’re suddenly all nice and sunny towards you. It could only mean one thing: We feel awkward around you. We don’t know how to treat you but we know that we have to be nice because you’re the BF(Aug. 10), and we respect our friend’s taste.

So, the next time Leidy attacked you with her world-famous hands on the waist look, Patricia looking at you with a raised eyebrow, and me punching you, it means we like you. After all, you turned Pam into a cheesecake.