tequilla +

So… Am I a drunkard now? Nah… Just wanting to spice up my life. Ha! :p

“the oldies”

“the kiddies”

The 7th birthday party of Zane Matthew (A’s son) turned into “oldies” soiree! As usual, I was oblivious about the details of the affair. Shhhhh… my attire was kinda out of place. Anyhow, I did manage to pull it off. Thanks to the Lia Sophia bling-bling. I must admit, it did give a “classy” impact on my chic rocker (a.k.a. rakista) babe look.    Come on Chris W., I know you agree. 😉

chillaxin!

cutee 🙂

The after party left a feeling of deja vu! (click here to read related article -> “paralyzer”). I think, I should change my name from “the curious me” to “the clueless me”? The after party was held in A’s residence. It was lightened up by her gorgeous “Pakistani” daughter, S. Whoa! S is so fond of Pakistan and sure has a talent in mimicking the Pakistani accent (no pun intended). She’s totally amazing!

In no time, the tequilla (+ bacardi) session started rolling! And what do you know, the topic was directed to my single status!  It can’t be helped… they all have partners and I was the “lonesome” spinster in the group. Ha! All I can say is, most of the time, it pays to enjoy “singleblessedness” before converting to “couple trouble” status.   (click here to read related article -> wedding)

Thank goodness! The hoopla about my single status got diverted when they all started doing the videoke. Filipinos love to sing and can definitely carry a tune more than anyone else in the whole Universe (Ignore me. It’s innate for me to be patriotic!  ). And Ellen DeGeneres surely  agreed! :p

However, there’s always an exemption. I’m one of them.  I can do some “jiggy moves” but I can’t really sing (click here to read related article -> “singing”). It drives me nuts! Arghhhh! :p

Conclusion:
Tequilla + Videoke + Light Bantering + Excellent Company = Super Duper Mega Over Stress Free Night!!!

Love it!!!!!!!!

P.S. I love tequilla! Promise!

apartment

Rein was “strategically” bugging me to write an article about her when I suddenly remembered our “apartment days”.  We used to stay in a two-bedroom apartment together with Brendzkie, Rhog, DinDin, Jo, Mitch and Charvin.

For storytelling purposes, I’m going to call the two bedrooms as La Union and Ilocos. Rein, Brendzkie, Rhog, and I occupied the La Union room while DinDin, Jo, Mitch and Charvin stayed in the Ilocos room.

We had a fetish for street foods like isaw (grilled chicken intestine), adidas (grilled chicken feet), kwek kwek (quail egg boiled and deep fried), balot (hard boiled fertilized duck egg), fishballs, squidball and grilled corn. Darn! It tastes heavenly!

pagoda

apartment magic sofa

Rein, Jo, Miriam, DinDin, Maven, Rhog, & Brendzkie

On the other hand, the two rich kids (Brendzkie and Rein) alternately treats us to a posh and divine steak meal whenever they feel like it. Perhaps they just want to neutralize our taste buds from eating the celestial street food.

We normally stay and “party” in the apartment most of the time. “Party” pertains to:

  • heart to heart talk while gulping a bottle of vodka and tequilla (occasionally)
  • tête-à-tête in our rooms, living room, dining table and laundry area coupled with guffaw and sobbing
  • dancing our favorite songs, Come On Over by Christina Aguillera  and Music by Madonna

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Note: Rein used to dance from the second floor down to the first floor with her trademark “wiggle hips” step. Also, Brendzkie loved to dance on the sofa, on the bed, or on any platform with her favorite striptease moves. 🙂
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Our preferred place for a spirited night out was High Altitude bar. And to sober up, we go to Pagoda for a breath of fresh air and take snapshots during wee hours. Ha!

Visitors frequent our renowned quarters and to name a few, they were Maven, Miriam, Edel, Allan, and Sean. For me, the one who left a far-fetched mark was Maven. She had affinity with my pillow. She loved to cuddle it and used it when she takes a nap in the La Union room.

The catch? It’s my “feet pillow”! I can’t help but to burst out in hearty laughter when Rein, Brendzkie, and Rhog informed me about Maven’s favorite cushion. It must be my feet’s aroma which was stuck to the pillow that got her spellbound. Ha!

Before I spill the beans about the ketchup and condiments adventure in Jollibee and Greenwhich… Zipping up my mouth now… err… should I say ending my article now… Whatever!

By the way, Rein, did Maven ever knew the secret of the “perfumed” pillow?  Just curious. 😀

Gotta snooze! Signing off for real… for now!
(Personal Note: Thank you Rein for taking time in digging and sending the photos! Merci Beaucoup!  )