ADC held its "much-awaited" party last night.
A fusion of four birthday parties (Kenn, Pansit, Karla, and Kristine) and a victory party. And also to jump-start the Ramadan period, if you would consider that.
The food was great and ALMOST everyone was there (Hunny and Karlo --- mga pasaway!!!). Imagine five tables and twenty-five monobloc chairs scattered in front of Ate Marj's pad, add debaters, newbies and seniors alike, two Philosophy teachers, some girlfriends, an alumni debater, and a tall, gorgeous, morena-complexioned, Canada-raised Psychology graduate who happened to be Ate Marj's new roommate. Whew!
(Ate) Jen looks a lot like ate Mya Adelle Guerrero of ABIS-ASST4. The only notable difference is the height and the dark eyeliner.^^
Anyway, back to the story, it's a fun-filled night. Lotty with his girl, Katherine [pronounce by Lotty as Kath-the-dhin], and Ilsea, talked about me knowing Leo the Gay and how I constantly compare certain drinks to weird stuff (ie GIN LIME to LYSOL and NANAY BEBENG's SOUP to WATER IN AN AQUARIUM). Eseng and me making fun of Mark and his heartbreak moment, James being called DANGAS for the nth time that night, and Shiela's undying cover-my-whole-body fashion.
After pigging out, we (the great newbies), poured our utmost dedication on the TEXT TWIST game. After a zillion failed attempts, we were totally fighting the urge to click the "CLEAR SCORES LINK" and delete the intimidating 303,000 score on the face of the planet! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
But with Kevin on the keys, soothing 90s music from the background, and the words "MANGMANG! INUTIL!" booming out from Me and Karla's vocal chords, we TRIUMPHANTLY landed on the High Scores. We didn't manage to beat the highest score because of the Seniors' constant interruption. Ate Marj telling us that it's "I NEVER" time, Kuya Sam popping in and out of the door to eat lechon, Kuya Opet goofing around with his red beet-hued face, and Kuya Andrew teaching us the WRONG answers -- they were doing EVERYTHING so that we may not wipe them off the chart. Of all their palusots, only one managed to separate us away from the PC and its rocking rack... LEAVE KEVIN AND SHIELA ALONE!
And so, we joined the circle. A debate whether to play the QUIZ NIGHT or I NEVER came in. But at the end of the day, we played SIM-SAM.
And that's it. No more stories.
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[err.. Karla, I know you could read this, so ok. I'll spill it out.. T.T]
*shivers*
A round of sim-sam was played. We were all going against the idea of Kuya Andrew starting the round (POP CULTURE EXPLOSION!). Ate Me-Anne hit it off when she asked Kuya Andrew's girlfriend, Crystal, the question of the night: "May lahi ka bang BLIND?"
After the laughter died down, someone suggested flowers and then the game started. We were too bloody many so when my turn came, I blurted out the first thing that came in my mind... BULAKLAK NG KANGKONG!
It WAS accepted! Does anyone knows what bulaklak ng kangkong is in English, anyway? I would NEVER lose to a game of SIM-SAM! No way am I gonna suffer some dire consequence those neurotic debaters would propose!
But then again, life is not always what you want it to be. Just as I was hoping for a painless night, the flower-naming ended on Kuya Sam d' Turtle who (stupidly) said CHICHARONG BULAKLAK. At least not me right? I was about to say, "RUN LIKE A TURTLE", when the super-out-of-this-world Kuya Nate said "KISS BAM! KISS BAM!" for the whole world to hear! And the whole crowd chanted it.
NOOOOOO! I DON'T want to be kissed in front of thirty people! Not by a TURTLE err by Kuya Sam! I could see Ate Marj's disappointed face. And Kuya Sam has to drink two glasses before doing the dare.
xoxoxoxox
Fast Forward two minutes later...
Karla said I was reacting as if I'm being raped when Kuya Sam was trying to "kiss" me. Duh. It was not a KISS. It will not even pass as a pseudo-kiss. AND it is not even in the same zip code as kiss. One thing though, Kuya Sam didn't wipe the brandy off his lips so my hair smelled like a brandy-splashed what-have-you through the night. And I'M NOT HAPPY about it!
There were also some REACTIVE moments ie Mark JUBILANTLY KISSING Kuya Sam, Lord Kit shyly (but SURELY) kissing Lotty, ate Joanne doing the BS-NURSING cheer, and JB's unimaginable BUTT-SPELLING of ADC on Meeko's lap!
The game didn't last long because Karla's dad came to fetch her. Not more than five minutes after, HALF of the population excused themselves and called it a night.
So with fifteen pseudo-tipsy people left, we went inside the house and started an "I NEVER" game. While the others were busy keeping the chairs, Kristine and me sat near Kuya Sam for a round of QUIZ NIGHT questions. We were totally slacking off, to which Kuya Sam reacted "And to think you're challenging the SENIORS?" But of course! How could you expect us to answer questions way beyond our generation? That's a clear, sparkling UNFAIR!
When all was set, the QUIZ NIGHT book lay forgotten and the I NEVER game started. My throat was totally yearning for something to eradicate the bittersweet flavor of the chocolate chip-sparkled chocolate cake, but I can't drink because Kuya Nate started out questions about things my innocent mind can't contemplate.
For all that's been happening, Kristine took refuge in a game of Zeus and Poseidon and I lay slumped on the sofa playing with the strands of my hair. That is what happens when you drink iced tea with brandy while listening to Kuya Nate's META-X rated questions and fighting hard not to laugh on the puzzled expression on Kuya Sam's face. It was FUNNY! Ate Marj kept bugging me with "Uminom si Sam?" and "Oh my God! Uminom si Sam!" It was a NIGHT of REVELATIONS! (And yes, I'm not revealing anything IN THIS BLOG..)
The pseudo-Innocents (Tateen, me, Ate Joanne and Kuya Sam) barely tasted our drinks for all the far-out questions raised. I did, at least, gave them a chance when Ate Marj told me to ask a certain question... "I NEVER thought SAMMY is GAY." And to nobody's surprise, almost ALL drank to their heart's content.
When the clock struck two, everyone waved goodbye. I climbed upstairs and dozed off to sleep within minutes.
For all the things that had happened, I dreamt of Ma'am Diaz and my ever-postponed midterms exam in IS 212. *sobs* I think something is gonna happen. I certainly hope it's not against my will. T.T
The previous night sure left me contemplating on many things --- watching certain music videos for the first time, piano lessons with Ate Marj, Lord Kit and his plant analogies, internet priorities, Up Dharma Down's vocalist as an ex-balut vendor, a parody to the movie The Devil Wears Prada (The Devil Wears Ukay-ukay), Ilsea's scandalous testimonial, fasting...
and my GRADE in IS 212! *bawls*
A fusion of four birthday parties (Kenn, Pansit, Karla, and Kristine) and a victory party. And also to jump-start the Ramadan period, if you would consider that.
The food was great and ALMOST everyone was there (Hunny and Karlo --- mga pasaway!!!). Imagine five tables and twenty-five monobloc chairs scattered in front of Ate Marj's pad, add debaters, newbies and seniors alike, two Philosophy teachers, some girlfriends, an alumni debater, and a tall, gorgeous, morena-complexioned, Canada-raised Psychology graduate who happened to be Ate Marj's new roommate. Whew!
(Ate) Jen looks a lot like ate Mya Adelle Guerrero of ABIS-ASST4. The only notable difference is the height and the dark eyeliner.^^
Anyway, back to the story, it's a fun-filled night. Lotty with his girl, Katherine [pronounce by Lotty as Kath-the-dhin], and Ilsea, talked about me knowing Leo the Gay and how I constantly compare certain drinks to weird stuff (ie GIN LIME to LYSOL and NANAY BEBENG's SOUP to WATER IN AN AQUARIUM). Eseng and me making fun of Mark and his heartbreak moment, James being called DANGAS for the nth time that night, and Shiela's undying cover-my-whole-body fashion.
After pigging out, we (the great newbies), poured our utmost dedication on the TEXT TWIST game. After a zillion failed attempts, we were totally fighting the urge to click the "CLEAR SCORES LINK" and delete the intimidating 303,000 score on the face of the planet! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
But with Kevin on the keys, soothing 90s music from the background, and the words "MANGMANG! INUTIL!" booming out from Me and Karla's vocal chords, we TRIUMPHANTLY landed on the High Scores. We didn't manage to beat the highest score because of the Seniors' constant interruption. Ate Marj telling us that it's "I NEVER" time, Kuya Sam popping in and out of the door to eat lechon, Kuya Opet goofing around with his red beet-hued face, and Kuya Andrew teaching us the WRONG answers -- they were doing EVERYTHING so that we may not wipe them off the chart. Of all their palusots, only one managed to separate us away from the PC and its rocking rack... LEAVE KEVIN AND SHIELA ALONE!
And so, we joined the circle. A debate whether to play the QUIZ NIGHT or I NEVER came in. But at the end of the day, we played SIM-SAM.
And that's it. No more stories.
...........
................
..................
.....................
..........
....................
.............
...................
.......................
.......................
....................
................
...........
.............
...............
..................
.......................
[err.. Karla, I know you could read this, so ok. I'll spill it out.. T.T]
*shivers*
A round of sim-sam was played. We were all going against the idea of Kuya Andrew starting the round (POP CULTURE EXPLOSION!). Ate Me-Anne hit it off when she asked Kuya Andrew's girlfriend, Crystal, the question of the night: "May lahi ka bang BLIND?"
After the laughter died down, someone suggested flowers and then the game started. We were too bloody many so when my turn came, I blurted out the first thing that came in my mind... BULAKLAK NG KANGKONG!
It WAS accepted! Does anyone knows what bulaklak ng kangkong is in English, anyway? I would NEVER lose to a game of SIM-SAM! No way am I gonna suffer some dire consequence those neurotic debaters would propose!
But then again, life is not always what you want it to be. Just as I was hoping for a painless night, the flower-naming ended on Kuya Sam d' Turtle who (stupidly) said CHICHARONG BULAKLAK. At least not me right? I was about to say, "RUN LIKE A TURTLE", when the super-out-of-this-world Kuya Nate said "KISS BAM! KISS BAM!" for the whole world to hear! And the whole crowd chanted it.
NOOOOOO! I DON'T want to be kissed in front of thirty people! Not by a TURTLE err by Kuya Sam! I could see Ate Marj's disappointed face. And Kuya Sam has to drink two glasses before doing the dare.
xoxoxoxox
Fast Forward two minutes later...
Karla said I was reacting as if I'm being raped when Kuya Sam was trying to "kiss" me. Duh. It was not a KISS. It will not even pass as a pseudo-kiss. AND it is not even in the same zip code as kiss. One thing though, Kuya Sam didn't wipe the brandy off his lips so my hair smelled like a brandy-splashed what-have-you through the night. And I'M NOT HAPPY about it!
There were also some REACTIVE moments ie Mark JUBILANTLY KISSING Kuya Sam, Lord Kit shyly (but SURELY) kissing Lotty, ate Joanne doing the BS-NURSING cheer, and JB's unimaginable BUTT-SPELLING of ADC on Meeko's lap!
The game didn't last long because Karla's dad came to fetch her. Not more than five minutes after, HALF of the population excused themselves and called it a night.
So with fifteen pseudo-tipsy people left, we went inside the house and started an "I NEVER" game. While the others were busy keeping the chairs, Kristine and me sat near Kuya Sam for a round of QUIZ NIGHT questions. We were totally slacking off, to which Kuya Sam reacted "And to think you're challenging the SENIORS?" But of course! How could you expect us to answer questions way beyond our generation? That's a clear, sparkling UNFAIR!
When all was set, the QUIZ NIGHT book lay forgotten and the I NEVER game started. My throat was totally yearning for something to eradicate the bittersweet flavor of the chocolate chip-sparkled chocolate cake, but I can't drink because Kuya Nate started out questions about things my innocent mind can't contemplate.
For all that's been happening, Kristine took refuge in a game of Zeus and Poseidon and I lay slumped on the sofa playing with the strands of my hair. That is what happens when you drink iced tea with brandy while listening to Kuya Nate's META-X rated questions and fighting hard not to laugh on the puzzled expression on Kuya Sam's face. It was FUNNY! Ate Marj kept bugging me with "Uminom si Sam?" and "Oh my God! Uminom si Sam!" It was a NIGHT of REVELATIONS! (And yes, I'm not revealing anything IN THIS BLOG..)
The pseudo-Innocents (Tateen, me, Ate Joanne and Kuya Sam) barely tasted our drinks for all the far-out questions raised. I did, at least, gave them a chance when Ate Marj told me to ask a certain question... "I NEVER thought SAMMY is GAY." And to nobody's surprise, almost ALL drank to their heart's content.
When the clock struck two, everyone waved goodbye. I climbed upstairs and dozed off to sleep within minutes.
For all the things that had happened, I dreamt of Ma'am Diaz and my ever-postponed midterms exam in IS 212. *sobs* I think something is gonna happen. I certainly hope it's not against my will. T.T
The previous night sure left me contemplating on many things --- watching certain music videos for the first time, piano lessons with Ate Marj, Lord Kit and his plant analogies, internet priorities, Up Dharma Down's vocalist as an ex-balut vendor, a parody to the movie The Devil Wears Prada (The Devil Wears Ukay-ukay), Ilsea's scandalous testimonial, fasting...
and my GRADE in IS 212! *bawls*
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weeee.. andaming kwento.. haha.. ^_^ link kita.. ^_^
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