Scribesmeister v4 (In Zero Gravity)

This is something new - unbelievable even. My birthday passed without a drop of beer going down my throat. I have to give Starbucks the credit for the alcohol-substitute. Since I don’t think I brought anyone who’d tolerate my craving for the bitter, we ended up swigging blended tea, lattes and frappes. My friend will be getting his 2007 planners in no time. Haha. Well, actually, I didn’t have to fight the urge to drink for several reasons. Truth be told, I wasn’t in the mood for bar drinks last night. More than half of the time, all I wanted to do was to shoot the breeze and never shut up. So you think that’s the end of it? Let’s start carrying on with the story…

I invited a few friends to come for dinner at OJ’s Bar in Libis. Some weren’t able to make it (because of my battery’s fault! It was down to a zilch). And others are too “pa-importante” who are being too much of a bother already. Ahem, I am not supposed to wait, am I? Not to mention, beg for them to be there. In fact, they did hand me in a very nice favor. I had fewer bucks to pay for the bill. Thanks to you! Haha. Being the muse isn’t much of a big role to handle. I’m used to it. It’s okay to be treated like a guy sometimes. Bring about stupid jokes and disgusting, blunt stories that even guys don’t openly talk about. hint hint. It’s only for pure fun. And as long as you’re talking about other people, it won’t sound offensive. It would only make you shudder with revulsion.

After dinner, James already went ahead. So by then I was left with the trio. With their sizes and built, I almost looked like a bonsai amidst molave trees. Haha. Since I always walk to the lead, I feel like a VIP surrounded by my personal security forces. Kay Jek pa lang, matatakot na sila. I had a great time having them around. I really did.

I won the basketball (shooting) tournament at Quantum by 2 points! Ha! Losers! This was really my day. And belting out 3 songs by the Backstreet Boys earned me a score of 100% for each. Syempre, todo bigay ako e. Sayang ang pagkakataon! I feel so jologs just thinking about it. Albeit, admittedly, I’m just like one of those high school kids who admired them as one of the first boy bands and puked them out of their system after a while. What’s remained in my head now is that BOY BANDS SUCK! Except Boyz II Men, which is an all-black boy band and obviously, that makes all the difference.

You know what? I can’t help shaking my head and laughing at myself at this point. I only wanted to talk about how the birthday celebration went and I drowned it with my endless side comments again. I really can’t do away with that, huh? Sorry, that’s just me. I could only let unnecessary remarks drop and not my birthday wishes. And how about the gifts that I got? No, I can’t tell you that either. So, I’ll just finish this off with these lines:

At twenty two, I guess the best gift that God has given me is freedom. Next would be good health (that means surviving stress) and lastly, a chance to rebuild my life. Yes, He’s working on his masterpiece in me. And I know it beyond doubt.