Today was a very provocative day. But first, let me just tell you what happened this past few days.
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Nothing.
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Okay. Let's get down to business.
To everyone's relief, classes went *POOF* in an instant. Thanks to the teacher's immersion scheduled today, all of us high school students are expected to relax and unwind oursleves with our long weekend start.
The maid actually didn't know that we don't have classes today, and she ended up shaking our sleeping bodies, shouting"Tanghali na! Huy! gising na!". And I ended up watching Katie Couric on ET again.
After several hours of making myself such a dork in hopelessly trying to wake myself up just to finish All-American Girl on time, my eyes solemnly gave up. Dropped the book, thinked of J, and suddenly squashed myself into Discworld while the sandman is having the time of his life pounding tons of sand in my eyes.
After I woke up in a few hours, I hurriedly bathed and dressed up for my plan later, which is to go out with Rica and Ayu and Bianca and etc. I was very much ready at exactly 12:00 am and was waiting for my mom to prepare herself or something.
And after 732197291 million lightyears, I finally got myself unto the land of turd, Megamall. I hurriedly went to the Cinemas to get myself a Devil Wears Prada ticket to catch myself up on the threesome who have already went inside due to boredom in waiting for me. Or waiting for my mom. Or waiting for God. Or whatever.
If it weren't for the fact that I've read the Devil Wears Prada ages ago, I wouldn't understand a single word in the movie. I came right into the climax part. Oh Yeaaah. Good part. And I seriously didn't enjoy the movie. I would've had more fun if we watched 'Sukob' or in much cheesier circumstances, 'You Are The One'. pffbt.
Here goes the meaty part.
We went to Rai Rai Ken afterwards to have something that made sense into our stomachs rather than the popcorn that's making our stomachs really upset. After ordering..waiting...and stuff...this waiter that looked like as if he was the one who makes the sushis and makis all the way came with our drinks. Funny, I thought. Waiters are just supposed to dump drinks on table, not ask and point THE DRINKS to the person whoever owns the drink. Ayu's Bianca's and Mine were handed out pretty good. But in Rica's case, oh men. The waiter should've knew well than to doubt Rica if she really owns the green drink. Turns out that THAT drink was for the person sitting after our table, and yes, they made Rica wait for her drink. And the pointless point of all, uhh..I dunno. HA.
And, after eating and eating, and the upsetting bills were about to be settled, the stupid waiter came again. But this time, he was the one who's supposed to get our paid bill or something. I dunno about YOUR experiences, but waiters aren't supposed to examine and especially COMMENT on how outstanding your bill was. Like anybody wil ever give you credit if you do that.
Okay, let me tell you what the stupid waiter did. After Bianca handed this thick thingy were our precious bills were clipped unto, he examined it and gave us a VERY surprised expression. And then he said.."Ay! Ang laki naman ng bill nyo! Ang lalakas nyo kumain ahh!". And guess what he did next.
Oh My Freaking Gawd.
He suddenly patted my shoulder, which to my surprise, led for him to repeat his last sentence which is,"ang lalakas nyo kumain ahhh!". My face is all screwed up, and I was all flabbersgated in what HE did. And please, don't like pretend that you don't know the significance of that shoulder-pat incident. And then he held up his hand and said."jok lang! Isang bagsak nga dyan!", which made me AND Rica want to throw up everything we ate at that Freak Restaurant.
I. Will. Never. Ever. Eat. At. Rai. Rai. Ken. Ever. Again.
ooh.. Except when they do this dare in t3 where you have to eat Rai Rai Ken's very big makis 4 at a time, and I'll succesfully win my baby, MacBook Pro.
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I went to Podium afterwards with my mom and 2 brothers to buy new books to splurge my time on. I mean, come on. I REALLY know better than to finish that Geometry book that's always hidden benath my wildest dreams.
As I entered the bookstore, it struck me that I will buy a fiction book that's not mushy, nor sexually-aggreviated. It really hit me last week when I finshed Digital Fortress that I should read more of this mystery/thriller things rather than getting VERY twisted in kilig in stupid books like The Princess Diaries. Like Mia Thermopolis and Michael Moscovitz didn't made my pants on fire. Hell yeah.
After an hour of searching and searching....I first ended up with this book called 'Love Handles of Lord Vishnu', but suddenly saw this very related-to-my-life book in the dark corners of the shlef, stomped by senseless romantic books like 'Tight' and 'Porno'[hmm..]. That book was 'Conversations with the Fat Girl' by Liz Palmer. Woah. Can you be more actual than this?
I bought my sister this new book by Sophie Kinsella, called 'The Undomestic Goddess", which is much more like Shopaholic. Duh, like look at the author, dumbass.
I also bought Bob Ong's latest book, which I've been very planning to buy since last year, called 'Stainless Longganisa'. Talk about a bookworm, I'm feeling like I'm one. Well, not the Sir Al bookworm type. That's too worm-ish. Imagine yourself ending up buying 4 books just because you can't find this book you're looking for ages. I'll just walk out of the bookstore instead, or buy myself a Mini Clipper.
Currently reading on: Valence Electrons(You'd probably think I would read on those books I bought, but nooo. I ended up reading on stupid electrons instead. Cruel, cruel world.)
Currently listening on: Chamillionare
Currently feeling: Bloated and Thirsty. God I want a Coke, but I'm in this no-Coke-or-any-other-soda diet ever since my soda-addicted-and-ended-up-diabetic uncle was rushed to the hospital. Geez.
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