
clockwise L-R: me, ava, grace, guiller and bel
(taken sa parking lot malapit sa gate 2.5 after watching CADS Dance Lab...we lab dancing!)
ADDENDUM:(mataas standards ko eh. wahaha.)
MUSICALLY-INCLINED. preferably a singer. i want to be serenaded. pwede na rin basta marunong tumugtog ng kahit anong musical instrument. hehe. gusto ko balang araw na magkatuluyan man kami at ikasal eh magduet kami sa reception. hehe. ang romantic!
SWEET. gusto ko nilalambing ako palagi kasi malambing din ako. i want to be showered with hugs and kisses! (teka, hindi ba chocolates yun? sarap!) pero wag naman over. baka langgamin tayo nyan! pero ayoko naman yung nagba-baby talk. hindi nako baby!!!
GOOD CONVERSATIONALIST. i want somebody whom i can discuss with a wide range of topics. kababawan man o kalaliman. (corny ko talaga!!!)
REALISTIC. ayoko ng nagpro-promise ng kung anu-ano tapos di naman pala tutuparin. i don't expect more than what is realistically possible. sabi nga...magpakatotoo ka sister! kung di mo kaya eh di wag mo sabihin na kaya mo. ayoko ng pinapaasa. bad yun.
tama na nga at baka wala ng pumasa. hehehe.
guess i'll get back to this list later. charlie needs to use the pc...
PJ's face started contorting into Chuckie doll's expression (or should i say chaka doll?)
Mr. Squeaky: so do you frequent this place often? nagpapacarwash din ba kayo?
In unison: No!
Ms. Squeaky: shouldn't you be out on a gimmick? it's Friday night.
PJ: this is our gimmick.
Ms. Squeaky: malaki ang sasakyan ko. kung gusto nyo punta tayo makati or something...
PJ: no thanks!
Cathy: Chaperone sya eh. (Eyes darting towards me)
Me: susundo pa ako eh.
at this point, its already obvious that we do not want to talk to him. and that all efforts to woo us to go with him are fruitless...pointless.
Mr. Squeaky: so where are your boyfriends? (obviously fishing for information. well sorry to say but he ran out of worms for bait)
PJ: just around the corner.
Mr. Squeaky: just around the corner?
PJ: Diyan sa tabi-tabi...
by now, all our faces have imitated the shape of Chuckie doll's face. if somebody took a picture of us, they would probably say that we were the next victims of Sadako in The Ring. We immediately asked for our bill and left. this guy was not going to give up.
Never have i seen such courage or stupidity for that matter. why can't boys be sensitive? (i call them boys since calling them men would entail that they already have the capacity to think clearly and be sensitive to issues) i can never truly understand their penchant for trying to pick up women este girls in unexpected places. what has the world come to? are there no good finds left? i am now starting to believe that my theory is true...the good guys are either already taken or gay and the ones left are spoiled.
IMPORTANT NOTE:
to the women out there, be cautious. if you see a guy around 6 feet tall, wearing a fit polo shirt which is halfway unbuttoned and he somehow resembles Emilio Garcia and has the attitude of Johnny Bravo, run towards the opposite direction.
oh btw, he has _____ ears.
to mr. squeaky, if by some chance the universe conspired for you to read my blog, STOP what you are doing! you are ruining your reputation. take some classes. maybe the guys from queer eye can still make miracles for you. be assured that i am praying for your soul. you have died in our eyes due to your ultimate bulok style. rest in peace!
well, no matter what happens to us, no matter where life leads us, we will still be ....
.....sassy forever! Ü