life's a riot

mmmm writing in this squeaky clean sheet feels weird. yep ive just updated my blog with the new offered look. anyway im not going to talk about how unlikely these new settings blogger had updated so lets skip it. let's talk about my fun night with marj, era and jezrah yesterday.

but before that, i must tell you this: i apologize if the words i use lacks certainty and emotions or if my grammar goes ga ga. im really not into writing right now; my throat is aching yet i wanna eat chocolates. right. i wanna eat lots and lots of food like chocochip cookies, dumplings, chicken a la king, steamed rice, beef teriyaki, and vanilla-filled pancakes. those stuffs. im having colds and i feel like sneezing like every freakin second though i cant, my eyes are watery and my ovaries are bleeding, so bear with me.

anyway, yesterday was so fun that my head is still plunged in its sea of memories. marj and era were sitting on a bench when i arrived in our meeting spot in the park. before jezrah showed up, the city was bathed into darkness as the electricity went off and our mouths were still in its usual pace, blabbing and laughing even more loudly since our faces were hidden in the shadows. when jezrah arrived, we talked even more about stuffs concerning her lurrrrve life and other complicated things and decided to wait for gretchen and bruce. anyway, both didnt show up and we decided to feed ourselves in a barbecue house and bickered at some waiters. after filling ourselves with foood (hmmm foood), knowing that the electricty is now on, we went at gretchen's, waited for jezrah's dude for minutes and decided to just leave after figuring out that the phone network isnt working well and everybody's receiving delayed messages.

era, marj, jezrah and i strolled along the boulevard mocking people with marj's dogbag named "eraaaay" (hahaahah oh era), we sang superbass while feeling the cold breeze hit our faces making us feel like were in a movie of some sort. we stopped for a while and looked towards the dark see and marj suddenly noticed our former journalist adviser and she was like whispering to us that he's near though the so called whisper got the attention of the dude and we ran like crazy.

we arrived in the park and toured around for somewhere we could comfortably locate ourselves. a few minutes later jezrah took off afraid that her grandmother would again blab her about how late she's out with us though it was still like 9pm.

I decided to buy some pancake and towards our way we kinda cross paths with my guybestfriend who is not quite my besfriend right now due to unexplainable circumstances in which i dont know of. after the little exchange of hellos we proceeded to the booth and came up with the thought that we were still full from our dinner so we took ourselves in the swing and awkwardly shared seats with a strange beanie who's been staring at us the time we let our butts hit the cold metal of the sitting place. her eyes were like wide with amusement as we were talking english so we decided to just let ourselves drift with the crowd in a singing contest at the kiosk. We listened, made a bit of fun of the contestants, blabbed, got ourselves mocked at, and eventually didnt give a damn. though watching the competition was one of the highlights of our little stroll.

but you know what the main event was? we got ourselves tangled in a middle of a fast pacing riot. in the streets, towards Jolibee, 10pm, in a Saturday night, and all we had in mind was to feed our stomachs.

we were talking while crossing the street and didnt even notice the guys behind us so when they hit eachother with slippers, and positioned themselves infront of us i thought they were joking and in my mind i was even like "awww" but as minute passed and i saw the glimpse of expressions of their faces and as i saw other guys banging a rod on eachothers' head thats when it made me realized that everything was dead serious. era and marj maybe kinda noticed too and we ran and i went to the other direction, and marj and era went to the other then everything was like in a buffering mode and the girls went to me and we watched the punks move their butts out of the street and continued their fights towards the dark part of the street and then we were laughing our lungs out. we pursued towards the snackhouse hysterically. our knees were even shaking as we ordered. wa chatted about our unusual experience, and at 10:30 we waved goodbye reminding ourselves that our agony of not seeing eachother will be cut short this december.


-geianne