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this is gonna be quick....
me and my best bud earl decided we'd hangout one last time before he heads to middle east. quatar to be exact. didn't bother texting my usual "buddies" cos this one's our "solo" trip, so to speak.
when we arrived at our meeting place, we were surprise to see two of our acquintances (okay, "not that close" friends) already inebriated drinking their favorite toxin, red horse beer.
so, even when we planned to do some "crimes" on our own that night, we didn't have a choice when they saw us and called us in to join their table. i thought, since they were earlier, they should be done soon. had a few chat with W and Y... non-sense mostly. they were in a "good" stage, i figure... i wasted three san mig lights and earl had two... well, i was thirsty, you know.
my bottle's half empty when i received a text from T. "meeting at mango grill, found a place for our new bar." shoot! looks like our iron-clad plan of a twosome getaway from 'em all is going down the drain. so, i asked earl if he'd be willing to mix it up with my gang. he was cool about it so, i said yeah, let's meet up... started to miss the good ol' gang, anyway.
but before all this events came to happened, some lady had been texting and asking me where i'll be hanging out that night. told her i have no plans at all and neither do our common friends...
four bottles and my world is spinning. right on the money, T texted that they're at the place and that the meeting had commenced. i said, we're on our way. gestured to the waiter for our bill and took a quick leak.
when i got back, a freshly opened beer is on the table. i knew my world's a little fuzzy right there but i'm pretty damn sure i ask for the bill, not the beer. W was quick to enlighten me, they ordered it up for us... i guess they like us too much they didn't want us to leave their asses behind. so, even when i'm loaded, went on to down the last drink in a haste.
said goodbye's to W and Y and immediately went to T's new hangout, mango grill. t'was the first time i laid my foot there and was impressed with the cozy setup. saw T and R with some stranger. we were introduced blah blah blah and now, he's no stranger no more.. hehehe
so, this is supposed to be a meeting, i asked myself. there's a band playing (nice taste of music there bro) and they're (T, R and stranger no more) drinking hard liquior. this has got to be something else. well, well, it was a "drinking spree" meeting, alright. shit, my main man earl, i don't know if he's cool about it but i figured he's got no choice. pacencia amigo!
with our objective under duress, i thought, we'll just have to enjoy the moment.
as time passes by, our goal to commit our planned "crime" that night is getting dimmer every minute.. at least, we did something else than bum out.
the lady texter arrive a few minutes later... dude, she's HOT! and her pal? just as HOT!
(OT: geeez, writing can be a pain in the ass... and i wonder who gives a rats about this diary, journal, episodes whateva of mine??)
after more nice music, chit-chat, food and a few concoctions of rhum and coke later, the band was done playing. socialize with some of them as they were our friends way back when we had a bar.
bored, we paid our bills and left in a flicker.
went to our new found videoke joint where the waitresses are hot. me, earl, T, R, the text girl and her pal and the not so stranger anymore R's hanger we'll call F for fat ass or fucker or whatever you like.
it was past midnight already yet the place' still bangin' with people singing their hearts out. we had a good time there... people just sings along with you... i had a hard time looking for something to belt on but earl was quick to suggest, "champagne supernova," part.
we would have wanted to go on with our videoke swagger but was told by the waitresses they're closing in 30mins. sigh.... we'll be earlier next time, promise.
as we left the joint, we had the text lady and her pal board a cab while we, yes, we, find some more action...
(this is the part where you're supposed to use your imagination... he he he)
so, the plan. we'll head to that bleeep bleeep to get a bleeep but it turn out there's no available bleeep. so, we head to another bleeep bleeep but since there were five of us, the bleeeps could not accomodate all of us since there are only three bleeeps available.
he he he... still following me?
anyhow, disappointed, i told everyone to fuck off! no, not really. just said, it's a wrap. we can all go our separate ways with a big L in our foreheads.
with our numbers now quickly dissipated, me and earl went back to the bleeep bleeep we went earlier. we have to wait since there are still no available bleeeps... a few more minutes and we had the right number of bleeeps... yehey! went to have a nice bleeep and immediately after, i told the bleeep if bleeep have bleeep bleeep.
minutes later, and a nice bleeep bleeep, check my cellphone and was surprise to see 3 missed calls and messages from earl. he's done and ready to go. just in time buddy, me too!
4am we arrived home. he's gonna sleep over cos i have to take him to the airport for his trip to manila where he'd take another plane for quatar.
we had a quick breakfast by 6am, left around 7 and immediately head to the airport.
bye buddy.
(told you this was gonna be quick)
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