a long semaine

Last weekend was the longest. Friday was the ASEAN Summit’s dry run for road closure and major roads suddenly were crowded with policemen administering the traffic. I wouldn’t know. I was out sleeping all day. I met up with Kit, Rj, Sars, at Starbucks before the nightcap turned to us going home at 2am. Saturday morning was breakfast at Holiday Plaza with a friend’s ex. I know, I know.

Major rule: never date friend’s exes.

The Silver rule: One’s garbage is another one’s treasure..

So which is? Which is? We talked about dating for awhile and the talking turned to *some text missing* until I went, “Lisa*, who?!” And he said, “You’re lucky. She never got to enjoy me like you did.” My eyes rolled. So did my head. I told him I had plans and he said if I wanted company. Who would turn down an offer to carry your shopping bags? We had lunch at Table 7 before he has to leave for Bohol at 2pm. Kit and Sheila were waiting at East, West to hear all the gory details. Gabfest at 3pm, Cebu heat.

I saw an uncle for dinner at Majestic in Grand Con before he drove me to Starbucks to meet Jet, Jv, Jay, Marnelli, Rj, Sarah, Kit, Sarah and Sheila. They all went home at 12 and Sarah and I met up with Apple, Janice, and Joan at Vudu. A warm up at the Beanspot before going inside the club was the bestest idea ever came up by moi because.. I. Saw. John. Hall. Again. In the flesh. He was a table next to ours and his presence filled the entire Crossroads, Banilad, Cebu City i’m pretty sure the chick who’s selling cigarettes in Talisay felt it too. He is soooo hot I had to grab Sarah’s arm for leverage when we went up to the second floor to go dancing. Oh, what I’d give just to kiss that hunk. *giddy*

Sunday, Markee, Eve and I slept over at Mai’s after our favorite bratinella claimed that she was depressed because an ex is getting married next week. It was hard to not get upset about hearing that the person you’ve been together with for eight years suddenly found another princess to pamper and claim to the world that he is in love with that girl that is why he is marrying her… weeks after he called his ex up begging to get back together. Was he just plain testing the waters and trying to see if she’ll take the bait? That is just wrong.

Anyhoo, I miss this bratinella. I call her my bru-bru (short for Bruha – but she doesn’t need to know that). She’s one of the few Cebuanas who I’m really close with.

Heads up for the photo gallery of Cagayan de Oro and sorry for the late update of the Halloween Party at Fu with Martin Pulgar. Pics here.

*not her real name. duh.

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