we agreed to have lunch yesterday over friday afternoon and instead of eastwood i thought it was a good idea to take leo and biboy to sonya's garden instead. i found out none of them have been to sonya's garden before so the change with the usual food fare i thought would be welcome. we met around 10am and braved the highway traffic toward tagaytay along the way laughing so hard on how silly we looked back in high school courtesy of our yearbook i brought for the trip. its funny how much we could make fun of ourselves - how we looked back then sans the x number of pounds we've piled up 16 years after. the "i wouldn't be caught dead wearing that" fashion in style during that time seemed "que horror" in our eyes today. i have to say its nice to get in touch with the past from time to time - not trying to live in it, but just reminisce how much different life was back then. i'm happy to be able to see some of my high school classmates - at least those who would mutually be happy to see me as well. there are "friends" and there are "friendly." we wondered how many of them look today, what kind of lives they're living sixteen long years after high school. it reminded us of "romy & michelle's high school reunion" at least the idea of it and not because we weren't popular. it would be great if a whole bunch of them was in friendster and you could just search for them but at 33, i bet not a lot of them would take the time to open an account. i know some of them are so it would be pretty interesting to check them out.
sonya's garden is always a treat - great lunch, healthy pig-out meal. i REALLY need to hit the gym, christmas is upon us and christmas means get togethers, unending dinner invites, a surplus of sweets which equal fat, fat and more fat. sigh. we took some pictures after lunch and decided to hang out at bag of beans right after. it was another round of desserts at bag of beans where biboy kept saying i should have all of the ice cream from the apple pie a la mode only to find him finishing spoon after spoon of it. the pretend-dieting doesn't really work hahahaha. we listened to so many old OPM songs driving back that i thought my ears were going to bleed. there were a lot of interesting conversations you won't have with any of your other friends and it was really fun hanging out with them.
i was dead tired when i got home - legs & back aching like crazy. i heaved a sigh of relief when ali texted that the gimik for the night is not pushing through. despite being exhausted, i only managed to doze up close to midnight and was up six hours after. why can't i ever get myself to sleep for eight or nine hours straight?
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