On May 10th of 2008, a Saturday, one of my best friends in high school got married. Since I was based in Cebu City, I had to go back to my hometown to attend the wedding. I could’ve jut sent her a gift for the wedding, but thing is, she listed me as one of her bride’s maids. Yeah, I took the exam on the 8th and 9th and she got hitched on the 10th with me as one of her maids. The wedding took place at 2PM, and I went to the hotel room to change into my slightly large blue gown at about 1:30PM.

The night before the wedding, I got everything ready to go, since one of my guy friends were picking me up and dropping me off at the airport. He came by earlier than expected and was complaining about having muscle pain and asked me to give him a massage.

“Don’t push your luck, buddy.” I told him.

I made sure I wasn’t forgetting anything, and if I was, I made sure it wasn’t cash, underwear, identification, cellphones and airline ticket. We got everything on the pickup and we were off to the airport. Normally, the ride would’ve taken about 40 minutes or longer, but since there wasn’t much traffic, we got there at about 15 or 18 minutes. He was driving a little too fast. I used to be a speed devil myself, but now I just drive to enjoy it.

*Sigh*

I failed in the exams that I supposedly prepared for almost six months. Truth is, I actually haven’t prepared for the exam. All I have been doing is preparing to prepare myself for the exam. I hope that made sense.

I’ve been very vocal about not wanting to take part in the exam. I’m not actually planning on practicing what I went back to school for two and a half years. So I pretty much wasted all that time going to school for nothing. Well, not entirely for nothing. I wanted to learn something new, which I did, and I wanted to have another valid ID with my current signature.

Looks like I’m not getting that ID anytime soon. Unless I pass the upcoming exam in November. Nobody’s really asked me how I felt when I found out that I didn’t pass the exam. I asked one of my friends how she was going to feel if she failed it, and she said that she would really cry, because she really wanted to become a licensed engineer. I told her that if I passed, then it would be a great blessing, and that if I failed, there’s always the next exam to take.

You see that baby on the left? I’m getting myself one of those as soon as I can.

Many people can attest to the fact that when I get bored, I start doing crazy things. If I have cash on hand, it’ll go poof! in no time. If I have a friend along with me, his/her cash is gonna go poof! in no time. Ummm, scratch that. I didn’t mean that.

Anyway, so far I’ve been behaving when I’m bored. I’m actually the kind of person who likes to do artsy stuff, even if I’m actually not that artsy. I got talents, but I’m way too lazy to develop them. Heck, I could play the piano, but all I can do is play the basics. I probably could do even better if I actually had a piano. I could sing, but I don’t sing good enough to be record artist material. I can do websites and be techy and all, but right now, I’m just so busy that all I can do is just update my blogs and be as random as possible.

One of the things that I like doing is photo-editing.

Hmmm… Looks like this blog is slowly turning into a food blog. Except that I have no nutritional facts to state on here. Is it too obvious that I love food? Today, I was all psyched up to go to class only to find out that the regular afternoon class was moved to this morning.

I was like, “Noooooo! My six pesos got wasted for coming here????”

Then again, I’d rather be out than stay at home during the afternoon, because the summer heat can really wear you out in the Philippines. Really. It’s bad. It’s nice if you’re at the beach or just outside, but if you knew how hot it is in my room, whew!

The review center was just about a hundred or so feet away from the nearest mall, so I decided to hop over (like a bunny!) and went to the newest coffee shop there. Best thing about a coffee shop is that they hardly have any customers and it’s okay if you overstayed because they don’t have anybody else to entertain but you.

I like coffee shops, because

What drives a man to cheat? Why would he want to cheat on that girl that he is with and would even think that it’s not even gonna matter after the act? I had a friend come to me today. We have this bond or connection that we prize so much that the level of trust that we entrust each other with can’t even be compared to what married couples have. I’m confident enough to say that, because that’s just the way we are. You’d be very lucky to have to be married to a person with that level of trust. I’m hoping that the level of trust that I have for my fiance would exceed what I have with my friend.

Anyway, he came over for a visit, since it has been quite a while since we’ve seen each other. He was cheery as always, and I teased him that he still smells the same. Then he chuckled. Then he asks, “So what did change with me?”. I told him, “Pretty much nothing. You still look the same. You still have the same immature demeanor.”.

He pulled on my hair. “Hey, your hair’s soft.” I rolled my eyes. “Of course it is.”, I said, pulling it back.

He sat down on the vacant chair. Then I said, “So who’s this girlfriend of yours and why are you so scared to even come see me? How far does she actually live from me?”

He then told me about his current girlfriend. Ever since the time that I knew him, he’s had 3 girlfriends that I knew of so far, and I only had two. He knew about the first one but never really met him, and hears A LOT about the second one. And he definitely fears the second one. Among his girlfriends though, I only saw the second one, and then he jokingly told me that they broke up because he and I were seen together at the Study Area at school. What’s up with that???

As usual, he’d tell me that he doesn’t really care about the girl that he’s with right now, but later on, his whole braving-this face falls apart.

I know he has never actually felt anything strong for a girl before, and the fact that his gfs were usually non-virgins already is actually very, very aggravating for him. It is the truth for most guys, they don’t like it if their gfs are non-virgins. What’s worse, is that he still is one.

His genius idea: get himself de-virginized, by none other than…