Coffee Weekend…

Just finished taking a bath… I came from Project 8, from MD’s H.A., spent around 43 hours awake, goofing around and whatnot…

Came there Friday afternoon, after work… Gave Ate Diwa her Kapeng Barako… Chit chatted for a while… Went to a pet shop, then to a grocery then went back to H.A. and had “Suicide” while playing DotA… It was not enough though, the suicide…

Then Hubby’s friends came, we watched “Another Gay Movie” it was hilarious… Then it came down crashing… We have nothing to do… MD then invited me to have some “coffee”… We added a secret ingredient that made it so special… I had 3 cupfuls of the brewed coffee… Then played DotA with Hubby’s friend… MD and I were flattened to the ground… It was horrible!!!

Morning came, missed Power Rangers SPD, some of Hubby’s friend took off, they have classes… Ate Diwa prepared breakfast… A giant omelet… It was good… Took a bath, got ready for Megamall, Raymund came, then we were off to Ortigas… Only to find that Cebu Pacific is not accepting rebookings… Etarnal Damnation…

Ate at a Japanese restau, helped Ray get his grocery for his Sunday cooking class, then went to Robinson’s to give the rebooking another try… After waiting in line for like eternity we were shooed by the clerk and told us we are on the wrong place… Eternal Damnation… Once again…

We went to the right place… We got a number… It was 458… And the teller announced “Number 338 Please! Number 338 Please…” What the fuck was that all about? 120 numbers before us? What are they thinking?

ETERNAL DAMNATION!!! That is…

Went back to MD’s place… Rested, played DotA, ate Ate Jona’s spaghetti… Then bid farewell to MD and Ate Diwa…

Here I am not asleep, typing this… Wet hair, listening to 99.5 RT… Still not sleepy… It must have been all that “coffee”…