i will never know myself until i do this on my own - linkin park
On Friday, I woke up at 6:30 pm to the sound of Sugar's laughter. Turns out she was in the next room with Melot and Larfi. When I went downstairs, Czandro was already jamming with Raymund. You guys confused yet?
Sugar is Czandro's wife. CzandroPollack, as in THE Czandro of Sugar Hiccup. After an hour, the entire Sugar Hiccup band was in the living room: Russell, Czandro, and Bea...Oops, not all of them. Drummer Mervin was not in the picture. Anyways, we all left together at around 9 pm.
The gig started at almost 11 pm. I had GREAT fun chatting with Sugar. Our laughter shook the whole 6 Underground. Hehe.
After the gig, we left at around 3:30 am and ate at Chowking. It was really fun bonding the "wives" of Sugar Hiccup: Sugar (wife of Czandro), Bing (wife of Russell), and Dimples (soon-to-be wife of Mervin). It was great because all of them had husband problems that I can relate to. Most of my friends are still single, and they don't have the problems that we married gals have. Listening to them talk about their problems made me feel relieved. I'm not the only one!!! Yey! I'm normal and my hubby is not an alien! Hooray!
Saturday afternoon, I met up with Eva for some serious shopping. We hunted the entire Glorietta mall for her perfect outfit...And what we planned did not come true. She decided that we will have identical outfits: denim miniskirts with cleavage-showing blouses. Geez. 4 hours later, we were finally at the parlor. Manicure, pedicure, hair and make up. BOOM! We were transformed into goddesses...Pictures later...Will post them when Sam sends a copy.
The Aftershock party was held in Gweillos this year. It was a BLAST. It was a reunion of the MSN IA TS Email peeps! BC was there, our former team manager. Peeps who have resigned like me, Neri, Dennis, etc were there too. I had sooo much fun and sooo much to drink. Needless to say, I was drunk 2 nights in a row. Sigh. I started with a bottle of Vodka Ice, then had 2 San Mig Lights, 3 glasses of Vodka Kurant, and finally 2 bottles of San Mig Strong Ice. Thankfully, I was still alive and fell asleep in the taxi on the way home as soon as my Raymund closed the taxi door. Geez.
So I'm at work now, hangover still, but happy anyways. It was another happy, relaxing, drunk rest days...what more could a gal like me want?? Well...I'd love to have my 13th month pay...but still I'm content for now.