I always look forward to "on-my-own" Alabang trips. I had one a little earlier although my not so little anymore cousin accompanied me so that made it a "not-on-my-own" trip. Anyways, the trip was solely for business (re: in search for a black hoodie or a hooded jacket for that matter), and coffee of course. It's been like, 4 months since my cousin went with me and what better way to celebrate our mall rat-ness by eating at our favorite spot in the food court; Tapsi Plus. Haha. RJ and I are suckers for their tapsilog. Haha. Yummy talaga.
So there, after having our late lunch, we then went to Tribal to buy the black jacket that I spotted last night in Mall of Asia. Weird no? Haha. Anyways, as I stood there waiting for the sales lady to give me the size I asked for, this long haired,mustachy guy approached me and started blabbing about , get this : how I looked like a rockista. Shock of a lifetime. Come on. Of all possible times for a person to say that I look like a rocker, he said it when I was wearing a blue and light blue collared shirt, khaki cargo shorts, and blue slippers. Hay manong, how twisted can you be? Haha. Freaky, although I am a frustrated rocker (thanks to my non-rockista voice and non-rockista charm..lol), I was taken aback with what he said, where he said it, and when he said it. Twisted. Tsss.
Moving on, we don't have classes (again) tomorrow, thanks to a local celebration here in the land of buko pies and campus famous siomai, although I need to attend rehearsals for the Clan is really swamped with performances this week. Argh. Tell me guys, is it hard being us? Haha. God, we need some rest. And academic life. Good, no, excellent academic life. And out-of-the-clan social life. Haha.
I have this theory, if I continue my intense training, couple it with dieting (with lights on the side), I could be on the next Be Bench/ model search by next year. Haha. Good night y'all!
So there, after having our late lunch, we then went to Tribal to buy the black jacket that I spotted last night in Mall of Asia. Weird no? Haha. Anyways, as I stood there waiting for the sales lady to give me the size I asked for, this long haired,mustachy guy approached me and started blabbing about , get this : how I looked like a rockista. Shock of a lifetime. Come on. Of all possible times for a person to say that I look like a rocker, he said it when I was wearing a blue and light blue collared shirt, khaki cargo shorts, and blue slippers. Hay manong, how twisted can you be? Haha. Freaky, although I am a frustrated rocker (thanks to my non-rockista voice and non-rockista charm..lol), I was taken aback with what he said, where he said it, and when he said it. Twisted. Tsss.
Moving on, we don't have classes (again) tomorrow, thanks to a local celebration here in the land of buko pies and campus famous siomai, although I need to attend rehearsals for the Clan is really swamped with performances this week. Argh. Tell me guys, is it hard being us? Haha. God, we need some rest. And academic life. Good, no, excellent academic life. And out-of-the-clan social life. Haha.
I have this theory, if I continue my intense training, couple it with dieting (with lights on the side), I could be on the next Be Bench/ model search by next year. Haha. Good night y'all!
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