After our Torts exam, everyone felt quite damaged and as much as we want to claim moral damages for the Mental Anguish, Physical Suffering, Serious Anxiety, Fright and Wounded Feelings that we suffered, we realized that there was an ASSUMPTION OF RISK on our part when we decided to go to law school.
There was nothing left for us to do but to have dinner at Grams and do what we do best… DRINK and BE MERRY. It was a successful one round, only because Krizna, Dema and Sev were gonna watch StarDust and Haze felt the urge to go home. So, Ces and I went to Starbucks for divine intervention. We didn’t get Divine Intervention, technically…. but we sort of got it when B.“Dy” Samantha texted Ces to tell her that they’re at Binalot with B.Ilards and Gerona, drinking. Ces went to the washroom and I got ready to leave. Quanny saw me packing my stuff so he innocently asked, “Are you leaving?” and I answered, being the drama queen that I am, “I don’t know… I don’t know what to do with my life!” [with facial expression and proper intonation] We were a table apart and the table between us was occupied by two women we don’t know. These two strangers looked at me with worry in their eyes and a subsequent funny look only to find out that I was just kidding. One of the strangers while sort of laughing said,.”I’m sorry… I can’t help but overhear.” Great, give it to me to find unique ways to humiliate myself.
Then Ces and I went straight to Binalot to drink and sort of freeload [at least on my part]. It started pretty innocent, we talked about the usual stuff including the alleged plan to go to Galera. A duo was performing and like any other day, Gerona and I were daring each other to sing. I told him, “If you sing, I’ll sing…” AND HE DID. So I DID TOO. Argh. The worse part? I actually sang three songs. Two in a row and another one a few minutes later. It was like I did half of the duo’s set. Haha, dyahe. Pero it was a liberating experience. So I owe Gerona a “thank you” wave for his undying support and encouragement. Woohoo! We also got to meet pala two of Sam’s friends. I think they actually told us their names but uhmm… I forget. Totally normal for a drunkard who just sat there and let the night take its course... kumbaga NORMAL and PROBABLE consequence, forseeable man o hindi.
So as a summary… I got drunk and sang. I thank you.
Aral na ulit!
------------Author's Note:
the video of my "first song", a rendition of Tattoed on My Mind, in Binalot is in Ces' Multiply site.
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