Saturday, February 08, 2003

My mom told me that she’ll be using the car, so she asked me if it was okay if I commute. I said “yes”, and so the mindless journey had begun.

I stood outside our village for about 15 minutes before an FX vehicle came along. I was hoping that there would be no traffic since the color-coding scheme is in full swing again. Alas, no such luck.

At 11:45 in the afternoon I’m still stuck somewhere between Luneta and Quiapo and I had to get to UST before 12:00 because I’m a floor director in the live debate show of Tomcat.

So, I opted to get out of the car and flag a taxi. He chose an entirely different route, which I was grateful, but wasn’t much of a help at all. Thirty minutes later I’m in the production.

I stayed away from the show’s producers, as I know that the middle of the show is not the perfect moment to announce my arrival. So, I ended guarding the door, making sure that everyone that gets in and out remains quiet.

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The worst thing about being late is that you disappoint other people and proving them how unreliable you are. Next time, I’ll increase my allowance time, from one and a half; I’ll make it into two hours.

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Later that night, I watched Acoustics Night with my friends. At first, I didn’t want to stay and watch the whole show. I have an early class the next day, and I don’t want to be late. But a poet-friend went on stage and read his work.

Then, an idea struck me. What are the chances that my crush will read his poem tonight? 98%
…That I’ll love his performance? 99%
…That I’ll fall head over heels for him? 100%

I stayed. Bite me.

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When I saw Ronron, we decided that we invite Doni (as we salivate over the same poet). Big mistake cause as soon as he arrived, my insecurities flared up… he was all over Gelo (my god) in no time at all.

But I forgave him because he kept me laughing all night.

And he proposed that since we’re both single and loveless, we should be committed to each other until Valentine’s Day.

I agreed. Ergo, I have a boyfriend until Valentines! Yey!

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Quotable quotes for the night:
“Magtinda na lang tayo ng French fries (Let’s just sell French Fries)” –Ronron after hearing Natasha Gamalinda read her poem
“Viva Español”-Doni referring to how he’ll greet European cocks, specifically, Spanish dicks.
“Bonjour!”-Doni greeting French cocks.
“Oh my god, we are Gelo’s groupies without the sex” –Doni referring to himself, me, and Ronron.

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We contemplated the size of Gelo's dick. Doni concluded that since he's of Spanish descent, it must be pretty BIG. Since Europe is big... Then our kinky imaginatin ran wild.

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I despair, cause again, Doni's finding cute guys every other second, while all I can say to him was a dumb, "huh?"

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Kathy liked Doni. I'm happy. She should see the three of us salivating over books in National Bookstore...

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