my lovely friends visited me this weekend. andre and narcs spent the whole weekend with me, cooking and eating and drinking.. check out narcs fitted in my shirt. sexy, just like andre’s abs? yesterday, ponts followed and we oinked out at versailles.. good stuff man. i need to go there more often. rudy came over last night too. thank god my friends visit me here, or else i’d just rot and die of boredom. and i probably would stop eating too, kaso lang i’ve been drinking for the past two days.. and for the next two, it seems. yay!
i watched finding nemo today with ponts. very cute ah, albeit a little bit sappy at the end. well, it is a disney move afterall.. i wonder if there are subliminal messages? mmm. i still miss the gingerbread boy from shrek. not my gumdrop buttons! eat me!
i wanted this shirt that this girl was wearing last night at miyagi’s. “gutentag, berlin!” – yellow lettering on a darkblue shirt. it was false advertising though, she didn’t speak german or anything. i’m not even sure if she visited. all i really wanted was her shirt. and all she really wanted was dan. :) dan da man!! if he doesn’t call her, we’re all seriously gonna kick his ass cos she was really really cute.
i need to get my email fixed. its not fun. but lounging around and doing nothing until the wee hours of the morning semi-buzzed on giant-sized bottles of heinekens is fun. oh, and i need a haircut.
misscile: may pictures ako with k****
misscile: mamatay ka sa inggit
watched the exorcist the other day with ponts. not as scary as the ring, but i guess i prefer the more spooky, supernatural vibe. its not like i’ll be possessed by the devil anytime soon. and although its not like sadako would just pop out of my TV, but thats just scary shit to begin with.
spent the past two days with andre, jj, tom and narcs. had a MONSTER barbecue at my house this morning and drove down to orange country to jam, with jj’s dad playing the skins. it was pretty decent, but its quite honestly a brutal tease knowing that this is what i live for over the summer and we can only jam next in two weeks. there’s so much to learn and so much music to be made. i want a band. i NEED a band. :(
a few hours ago, i started calling random beautiful people from manila.. a lot of the bastards weren’t home.. and it didnt help that the people who answered the phone couldn’t get my name. “tell them that gopez called.” dima, er, maits, joy.. tangina san kayo napunta? i got to talk to ther and tray though. i miss you guys. boo!
this is awesome. if i stay up a little longer, i’ll probably go blind from the monitor. i feel light headed and slightly dizzy. this is what the summers are all about.. ahhh, festive intellectual decomposition in the comfort of your own room. the nights are mine, yes..
tomorrow i’m heading over to andre’s house to watch “takeshi’s castle”.. this late 80’s japanese show where a horde of rice eaters try to compete against being eliminated.. its ridiculous. they’re running across mazes and trapdoors, they eat shit running fullspeed into wooden walls disguised as doors, and trip on fake “rocks” in a pathway through water.. these asians man. what kooks. ;)
these reality checks make you count your blessings, and plant your feet back on the ground. the material things we have are nothing, against the love that binds family and friends together. hope all you guys take care.. and tell your parents you love them :)
by the time we were shuttling around the bay area cities, i suddenly realized the futility of having ponts as a navigator. of course, i’m not saying that to bag on her. it’s just surprising to find someone else aside from me who has no sense of direction.. well actually, she can read a map just as fine as anyone else. for some reason though, we just got lost everytime we tried to go somewhere – even back home.
on saturday i went to kathlyn’s graduation at the ignatius church. it was really gorgeous inside, and once you step in, you won’t be surpised that the institution is run by jesuits. we pigged out on a six-course morroccan bad-ass meal afterwards that left my stomach in a coma. the whole trip seemed like a cycle of eating, sleeping and getting lost driving. before we set out for LA, ponts and i bought a box of krispy kremes, and a bag of reese’s and oreos. spell o-i-n-k?
i was really glad to see nannoo and sarah, but on the drive back home, it made me sad to think that we’re on the cusp of a major change.. i’ll never see nannoo walking around LMU again.. and that means she’ll never harass me in public. and that’s always good. but i’ll miss it in a weird way.. *bite*