LSS OF THE DAY: "GOODBYE LOVE"

From: RENT [Movie/Musical]

I don't think I am EVER gonna get over this coz I love it to death! Adam Pascal, darling, my love for life. *looks around at the people staring* ...what?





Okay, enough day-dreaming. *crash* Grrr. I hate it when that happens.





So sad. No smileys *cries*





Remember when I said that I was going to the mall yesterday? I did go, and as I was waiting for the jeep that will pass by my dorm, I thought, "How far is it from here to there?". So, guess what? I walked; yes, I walked. From SM San Lazaro to Laong Laan. As I was walking, I could feel the stares of some of the people I was waiting with; but what do they care, right? And I was walking pretty fast, too since I've gotten so used to walking with my Dad (who's a pretty tall man so you can only imagine the strides he takes) so I'm stuck to speed-walking. After about ten minutes, or even less, I reached the street which was behind my dorm. I didn't think that it was that near! And to think that I've been wasting money on taking a jeep when I could just walk. Oh well.





Last night, Janel threw a party for her eighteenth birthday at Betty's behind Sto. Domingo Church along Quezon Avenue. I met up with Meg, Iris, Albert and Jigo in UST and we left together. We had to walk a little bit but we didn't mind. Our other classmates were already there when we arrived so we passed the time laughing our asses off about..well, everything. Took loads of pictures and made complete fools of ourselves. Our table was the noisiest and we stayed that way through the whole party. Janel came out, and I swear, she looked like a living doll! She was so cute!





First came the eighteen candles; Iris, Jan, Bea, Sarah and Judith were part of it. Me and Meg? Well, we'll get to that later.





When her mom announced that it was time to eat, my guy classmates jumped to their feet and beat us at the line; Albert even said that they might have purged before going there just to make room for all that food. You know how it is in some parties, when there's at least one or two of the dishes that doesn't really taste good? But there, every single dish was delicious! I'm not exaggerating or anything; ask the people I went with and they'll agree. I couldn't believe it; most of us went back for second, and third, helpings. When the dessert came, our pants were so tight that most of us couldn't get up anymore. But some, mostly the guys, decided to go up anyway and grab the sansrival that they were serving. Damn, those boys could eat! And even after they ate their sansrivals, they still got dessert from the chocolate fountain; I only nipped a bite from Albert's since I was so darn full.





After a while, when our tummies felt a teeny bit lighter, came the next part of the program; instead of the traditional eighteen roses, they decided to make it more fun. So instead, they made it to eighteen SHOTS. Yup, y'heard me; shots. And that's where me and Meg come in. We talk on the microphone to say something to Janel, grab a glass of white wine, toast to her, and down it. It was pretty good; even after we were done with our glass we kept on asking for re-fills. I had three glasses; Meg had four.





Then came the dancing. I swear, you wouldn't find any group that's crazier than ours. I could see how the other people were staring at us 'coz we were so rowdy and absolutely noisy. But hey, we were having fun! I think the wine started getting to me after a while so I had to sit down. I'm not very good with alcohol; sure, I drank four bottles of beer last March, but after that I swore not to drink more than two because of my darn allergies. And so far, I haven't touched a single beer bottle and I am proud of myself for that.





Bea was making a big fuss over me and Albert; oh, you know, the usual: a single girl and a single guy, sitting beside each other, drinking white wine and having a blast and that would usually lead to yadda yadda yadda..puh-lease! That is so cliche! As if I haven't had enough of those in my life. I'm not searching for anyone, and neither is he; we both just got off of our previous relationships and the pain is still pretty fresh. He's having trouble getting over his ex, and I'm--well, working on it. If I do get into another relationship, it's not bound to happen any time soon. I'm not in a rush.





A little later, they gave us the souveniers which we little plastic things that light up and blink, and they gave us these really cute cupcakes that looked so pretty that I couldn't imagine myself eating it.





We left before eleven because we were so exhausted. Meg, Albert and I rode on a taxi; Meg got down first and Albert rode with me to the dorm. My feet were killing me but I didn't mind. I stumbled onto bed and lay down.





But did I sleep? No. Jan and I were still talking; we've been talking for almost a whole day. I wasn't able to talk to him on Friday night because of that little squabble we had during the meeting. So, in a way, we were making up for lost time, even though it was only for a day. I enjoy talking to him; he makes me laugh since we have the silliest conversations. And we talked until almost five in the morning; I fell asleep 'coz I don't think my eyes could keep themselves open anymore. And when I woke up, guess who I was talking to? Him, again. Until now we're still talking.





Something is so wrong with Trent. I need to have him fixed tomorrow after class.





And by the way, the pictures from Janel's birthday will be posted next weekend, along with the other pictures that I promised to post.





I'm reading FanFiction again; I can't believe how long it's been since I last read some of my favorite stories. I can't even remember which chapter I stopped in. i admire the people who cam write stories like that. Although I'm currently working on a story of my own, I haven't even written half of it. The thing is, I know the twists, I know what's gonna happen to the characters and I know how it's gonna end, but I just can't find the way to actually lead them to it. I am so gonna work my ass off this Christmas break over this story, if its the last thing I do.





Christmas..





I miss James. I want to see him again. He's been weaving in and out of my dreams lately, but I still long to reach out and actually touch him, even though it's no longer possible. Sometimes I still wonder why God had to take him away from me so soon; but now I know why: He wanted James to be my guardian angel, that way he'll always be there to protect me, unlike when he was alive we'd hardly see each other. Now, he has every reason to make sure that nothing happens to me. That's my buddy. And I love him for that.





I am currently in Fairview because there is absolutely no way in hell that I'm gonna spend another night in my cave alone. And besides, I get free internet access here. *sneaky*





Well, I'm off to reading more FanFiction; and I'm still talking to Jan. He's worrying about something.





Catch you later, love!

Labels: ADAM LOVE, FanFic, friends, friends and laughter, issues, peeves, RENT