I have a lot of things to be thankful for and one of them is my awesome, crazy, and always-there-for- you friends. This was literally the first time we went out COMPLETE. We have Chesca to thank and of course, the ever so reliable Plurk. I could not even think of the right words to describe this night, but clearly (and as will be seen in the photos I will share), it was AWESOME.
Kudos to all. Here are the photos--the evidence of a fun-filled night!
L-R: Me, Con, Laverne, Kat, Shai, Karryl, Kandee, Chesca, and Karla. Click on the link and notice that most of us are on Plurk. See, while at Bugsy's, we Plurked and Plurked because we are cool like that.
Chesca, my sobriety sister, makes me laugh real hard. I go bonkers when she tells her stories. Karla and Laverne would just laugh when I go bonkers. According to them, I am drunken crazy by all accounts. And no, I do not drink.
Con ordered spaghetti and MEATBALL. Yes, meatball and Kat poked it. Yes, just a meatball. Shai and Kandz are my official format bloggers. I hope Shai does not go overboard with her redbull and Kandz, with her Weng-Weng. Funny, I associate Weng-Wengs with Kandz. Let's just hope that I don't go: "Chief, isang Kandz", because that would be extra weird.
The Fashionista-slash-Designer and the Mommy-slash-Beauty Queen. I could not be any prouder. I am tearing up like a Soccer Mom watching her son make a goal.
Weng-Weng, I mean, Kandz and Iced Tea, I mean, Ish. We go way back. I love you forever. An excerpt from Kandz's blog entry:
Looking back, I see the rough roads we had to take, I hear the hurtful words we had to say, I feel the pain we had to overcome. No one knew we'd get this far. If I'd be asked to go back to those times, I'd gladly do it because it was all worth it..
YOU ARE ALL WORTH IT
Con and I got new phones and we did not, in any way (because it is quite impossible to reach her for the last couple of weeks) talk about getting new ones. She is the person who knows me all too well for me to even drop a tad bit of a lie. I love her like a sister.
I LOVE YOU ALL. I CANNOT OUT INTO WORDS HOW GRATEFUL I AM THAT WE GOT TO DO THIS AGAIN. NEXT YEAR, I PROMISE TO BRING A LOVER.
Me: Oh! Imagine, ten years we'll all have husbands and there will be (doing a head count, 1..2..3.. NINE), twenty of us!
Karla and Kandz were trying to let the number 20 sink in.
Me: Dalawa asawa ko, BAKIT?
We have a format. Name and surname. Deal? K.