Walk, Walk, Walk.

Yesterday was like some sort of reunion between six different people. When i say different, i mean different. Yeah, we have some things in common, but the differences outweigh the similarities.

But nevertheless, in our differences, there IS a certain kind of unity. (and yeah, they're the ones at the right side with all of the faces replaced. :p)

So anyway, yesterday marked Bonty's 17th birthday, and we all agreed to meet up at 7-11. Bonty is this crazy guy that churns up jokes about Us, and the rest of humanity itself. He's also the one that had to leave this city to settle at Cavite. He's the one that grouped us all together yesterday for his birthday.

It was just like Highschool. Heck, it was just like we had skipped class again(haha, yeah mehn.), but it was much, much cooler, as all six of us were present. Although arguably, Pronte, our resident balladeer, had to be picked up at his house, and we had to stand in the afternoon heat for ten minutes, it was cool. Really. Ahem ahem.:)

With the tropa complete and the occasional convenience store breaks, we made our way into cavite, to have lunch at bonty's house and spend the rest of the day at a mall nearby. Plans were made on the fly. It was practically spontaneous.

We reached Bonty's house for lunch uber late late. It felt more like dinner already. A very satisfying one, if i may add. Not only the food was great, but also the conversation. It was easy talking.

THAT, plus ice cream. Yum. :P haha.

Then off we went to SM Molino, where we landed at - guess what - the arcade. OMFS, it was really like high school. I was half-expecting to encounter some old classmates.

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I once wrote in here that i've realized thatthe journey is the destination. Truth be told, i think i had the most fun traversing a lot of ground, forcing my feet to walk and step across puddles and drinking the various things we could buy at the convenience stores placed across three cities.

Many times during the journey, we found ourselves lost, with nothing but a security guard to ask questions from. (Aside, i have this things with security guards. There are times when it's easy to approach them, and there are times that you feel that they're just there to kill people or to accept bribes. Guess it stems from watching too many documentaries and news shows, i guess.)


But it all chalks up to the moments gained. Haha, thanks to yesterday, i can now relate to my grandchildren how it feels to wander across three different cities. Yeah mehn.

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So aun. Next week, i will be accompanying my mom as she undergoes her operation for the varicose veins. It's somewhat of a major operation, so it'll be for about five days or so. That means i'll be out there at Medical City(Yes, that IS the hospital name) for five days. I'm guessing it'll be real quiet.

Um. so.. if not too much trouble, can you please include my mom in your prayers? I know it's best not to worry, but.. aun. I love that freak. Thank you. :)