Man's Beast Slave Won
The Beast Slaves Won....
All my excuses not to attend our special class in Political Economy is gone.
I whopping 2 points was the only thing that kept the archers from winning. The only thing I could say about it is, not again....
I am not that dissapointed though, I've experienced a championship last year so it wouldn't really matter that much but I really wish that we could have a game three to keep the festivities going.
Good fight FEU but to tell you frankly I hate your guts even though Arwind and your gang sure did show a good fight and we equally showed you what the archers could do.
Animo!
We'll be stronger next year, especially with our Yugolsavian "import" from Greenhills.
Weekend Overview
I realized two things last weekend. 1. I think out of the box 2. I
love having fun 3. I hate Pedro's readings so much that I would like to
burn them. (Go to hell Chalmers Jhonson!!!) 4. I have my own imaginary
elevator. 5. I am an action star 6. I love rolling around. 7. I can
easily mingle with people. 8. I had fun with my POLECOL class.
Wow Action!
I jumped on the
jeep... yeah. Isn't that weird. Good thing the car behind the jeep
stopped immediately or I wouldn't be typing this... Anywaysnormally any
sane person would be freaked out because of this life trying
experience but I wasn't really affected- I somehow knew I wasn't going
to experience any danger. God? OOOH maybe. Heck I don't know why
I even jumped that jeep when I could easily say, "Para"
Elevator
Hahaha,
when I was really drunk in Los Banos I was thinking that this cabinet
was an elevator in DLSU- the one in William Hall... crap I haven't been
drunk like that in a year... I make it a poitn never to freak out but
unfortunately I did...but no regrets I remeber the fun of being drunk
yet again.
Adios for now. Will tell more when I am not busy.
Update: New Layout
I finally got the chance to remake this site. But I still can't attend
to my tabulas that much since I am still busy as always. Hope you like
my new layout.
The New Layout:
It's
inspired by my conversation with a friend. I realized that the most
important thing in this world, aside from the people we love are the
memories we share with them. That's why I choose that as the new theme
of my blog. Blogging is essentially keeping those memories. This site
would pay homage and be a safekeeper of the memories I hold dear.
About Linking:
I am still fixing some minor parts of this blog. The links to other blogs would be up by tommorow.
EM//Toast to The Nights
Los Banos
I went to Los Banos with a bit of uneasiness but I never
knew that something wonderful would be in store for me. It started typically
enough, a normal field trip for my class. I really didn’t have any “close”
friends in the mix, well except for Estelle, Soleil, Vic and Alex.
The weird thing is that I didn’t go with them that much
(except for Soleil and I did pass by their rooms from time to time).
What really surprised me during the trip were other people
that I didn’t even care about well, before this whole trip. I don’t really know
when it started but in my memory it all started when we went to L.V square.
The Incident With The Jeep
I know I told this before but I’d like to tell it again. The
jeepney ride sparked the very first adventure for our little trip. Rowell, Kat,
Soleil, Vic, Erica and me wanted to go to L.V square so we tried to hitched a
ride on a jeep. I quickly got in the jeep that stopped in front of us but that
frigging driver suddenly sped and I was left inside the jeep with them still on
the sidewalks. I don’t know why I really did it but I didn’t even think and I
just jumped out of the jeep without the telling the driver “para”. Weird isn’t
it? I myself can’t explain why the hell did I do it. Anyways when I fell of the
jeep I could hear screaming from every people in the street and I could feel
myself roll. Good thing the car behind us was slow in moving. That just proves
it, I am really an action star wahahaha…. Or a stunt double, whatever works.
The Road Back Home
We decided not to ride a jeep- personally I was traumatized
a bit by the fact that I might roll again. So we just amused ourselves with
jokes that were so corny that you’d be laughing your pants off.
Hanapan
From a spark of something unexplainable Erica and I wanted to
find out where the room of Bradly and Dooz is. We went around the hotel and we
checked all the rooms. Until, Bingo we found it. We’re not really that close
with Doodz and Erica but it was weird- it felt like were friends for a very
long time. We made ourselves comfy in their room and chatter soon followed.
Nice.
Ano ang Iinumin? That is the Question and the Golden
Slippers of Doom
We decided to buy drinks for our little session later. We
had a hard time choosing a drink and we spent a lot of time in the shop. Kat
here who was a little tipsy said that we just have our drinks in the one who is
giving samples. Lol. And Erica here then says that we just drink Baygon para
lakas tama, wapak ka talaga. He even mentions how his Tito how once commited
suicide drank Bayon. What’s funny about the story was that his Tito had Baygon
on the rocks because it wasn’t tasty if it had no ice in it. Lol. (BTW the Tito
is still alive) Then we saw these extremely huge bottles of Novelino wine and
it only costs 200 pesos, what a bargain.
Erica said “Kahit tigitigisa pa tayo hahaha”. The minutes ran and still
we didn’t have a bottle at hand so we decided to just buy Vodka. BTW I bought
these slippers that cost a whooping 90 pesos, my god is that made of gold or
something?
Tama Na Yan Inuman Na
We had a plan to study and read for our POLECOS analytical
paper but… yeah it so happened that getting drunk was more of a priority rather
than our majors’ paper. I got really crazy that night. I rolled around the
floor and hid under the bed. Damn and Erica hit me in the head with a pillow.
It was a fun time. Drinking vodka again! Yeah!
- Mga Uminom:Erica, Bradley, Doodz, Vic
- Survivors:: Vic, Bradley, Doodz
Tama Na Nga Eh, Inuman Na Naman
It was Inuman part two and from the Vodka yesterday it was
downsized to Empi.
That night was wilder than the first one. I ever turned this
cabinet into my own elevator and I kept haggling them to ride the penguins
outside the house. Pao on the other hand went to sleep in Estelle’s bedroom.
Talk about awkward! What’s really weird about this is that I got hit two days
and I am not the person who gets drunk easily.
- Mga Unimom: Erica, Bradley,Pao,Dec,Dooz,Ako
- Survivors: Wala ata, genocide
Adieu
The trip was really fun and it would really remain a
very good memory of mine. I got closer to the people whom I had drinks with and
the people that I walked with and hanged out with. Shout out to the new people
I got close too;Erica (for being cowboy drama queen), Bradley (for all being
the master tangero at ang finger linkig good natin na plano), Pao (thanks for
that “lipton ice tea&rdquo
, Dec, (mixed tape! Wire tape!), Dooz (salamat sa pagtaas
at oy video mo ako na gumugulong ah), Kat,(ang superstar honor roll) Rowell, (mga
jokes mo talaga) and also to those who I knew way before you made this trip
very special. Alex, (for the food), Estelle(that weird logic game XD), Soleil
and Vic(our unofficial parents, lolz)
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