Okay then, it's been a while since I last cemented my thoughts on this blog. No matter (yes, begin your british-accent-thinking caps), this is where I make my first inebriated blog. That's right, my good good gooooood friends senyor Jose Cuervo and Absolut visited tonight. Let me tell you, sh*t (inebriated but still with some form of decency to censor myself), what a night. The host ended up getting too much alcohol-functional-group-based-beverage thus the rather early post (2 am, in case you're wondering. More often than not these celebrations sort of last till the sun comes up - no, we're not proud of it). Well anyway, here's a brief introduction of some of my good good, best best, and awesome some friends at home. They are my escape (and of course, you guys are my refuge: big difference, if I may add). I love these guys. Not because of all the crazy and innocent fun we have, but because we've been through enough (and not a lot) to call whatever this is a constant in forever. That's right, a constant in forever. Shit, gay statement, but what is happy (in all senses) but the simplest truth? Makes no sense, and yet my logic and heart are so convinced that this description is the only form of my realistic home, my conscience outside the conscientious. I say this because my friends aren't the sanest of the fruit basket. Speckled and sour at times but they always keep themselves inside that whicker surrounding, ready and willing to nourish my diabetic soul. I'd do the same for any of them, like I'd do the same for any of you. Anyway, as the -OH group continues to act upon my carefree and scatterbrained existence, I would like to apologize. Again, I apologize. I apologize, I apologize, I apologize. That's it. Too ashamed to mention what for. You'd probably know why eventually, but again, I apologize. Don't worry, this was not an event of utter weakness and succumbing to peers whom I need dearly, just a slight change in negotiations with one's self. I am a persistent haggler, so haggle I shall.
To sum it all in a petty, liquor-filled nutshell, I had a happy halloween. This is because I have come to a decision that myself is first, and the rest is 0.0000000000000000000000000000~(infinity) next to my selfishness. Perhaps it's time I need to learn myself. With that said, I would like to introduce myself through a couple few who have made "me" me. Just so you don't assume any unnecessary persona, two are smurfs (though I'm close to only one), one is sadako, two are army men, one is an indian, one is a geek, one is mr.bean, and I am (a jovial) peter parker!!!! :> (you can't really see the spider bite on my left hand).
Happy Halloween!
PS. if there are any gross grammatical errors, by the wise words of Jamie Foxx, blame it on the booze. LAME
See you guys zoon plz
Oi si Bestfriend!!!! Angas ng army beret niya =))
ReplyDeleteWell thinking about yourself is not exactly selfish, if what makes you happy is the happiness of others, then that's not selfish....well it is...well actually...ah shet. Basta! haha All I can say is Nice Decision! :D and dapat nagcrash ako sa party haha