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February the 23rd, Monday
Dress Rehearsal at IC.
Since the Dulasawit competition was slated for the day after, rehearsals were done in this little comedy bar/KTV/bar our professor knew. Talk about weird.
Before the rehearsals, a lot of us huddled together to organize Fessa and Bren's are you having fun/ birthday fucking surprise @ Tayuman. Birthdays means a lot, so aun. We ordered this huge motherfucking bouquet for Fessa, and a black t shirt with a customized design for Bren.
Bren's shirt design was originally a huge hotdog saying "sex means gender!" but i changed it to this at the last minute. Dunno why now though. :?
Dahil sa kelangan fresh ang mga bulaklak, kinuha nina shan at putchat ang bulaklak sa dangwa at nag paprint na rin ng shirt. Para matago namin sa loob ng IC ang mga bulaklak, kinuntsaba namin si Gene na dalhin si Pesa muna sa labas para makapasok sina Shan at Putchat sa loob.
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After rehearsals, we all agreed to eat out at SM Tayuman, just a ride away from the bar we practiced at. Shan, Putchat and Pesa all went ahead while Jhanna, Bren and I stayed behind at IC, with the excuse of helping Kat pile up all the props for tomorrow at her house.
Of course, that's all just the cover story; we can't have Fessa knowing we have this huge mothefucking bouquet hidden at the counter, can we? haha. Bren's was a lot easier to hide; it was safely tucked away inside my bag.
So aun. At SM, it was a game of cat and mouse. As the others walked about, we were hiding in ASTROVISION with a huge ass motherfucking bouquet. We were like the kings of stares that day; if every person's stare was worth ten pesos, we'd be rolling in fucking money now.
Another problem was giving the bouquet and shirt itself. Shan met us up later while we were still at Astrovision with the idea of having one of Tokyo Tokyo's attendants hand over the bouquet itself to Fessa in the middle of our lunch.
Coool.
For the meantime, we hid the flowers at the fuckage(excuse my french) the SM package counter. I think the clerk behind the counter was smiling as we handed over the flowers. haha, lol.
Everyone met up later at Tokyo Tokyo, and i could almost hear my wallet wincing in pain as i shelled out a hundred bucks. Fudge. The food itself was delicious, though. We ordered three bento boxes, and since it comes with unlimited rice, YEAH. :))
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A few minutes later, Putchat and i excused ourselves with the pretense of buying iced tea at Kenny's.
Still a few minutes later, we were carrying a huge ass mothefucking bouquet over to Tokyo Tokyo. An attendant was selling sushi at the front of the store, and after explaining the situation, promptly agreed to give the flower to her.
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One of the cool things about Fessa is that she's the kind of girl that laughs a lot and gets embarrassed easily. So you could imagine her face when Kuya Tokyo Tokyo gave her a bouquet of huge ass flowers.
BAM.
A rush of images then ensued. Fessa began hitting the bouquet to the person nearest her - Jhanna. Me, whipping out the black shirt out of my bag, and presenting it to Bren's face. Shan and Jhanna videoing the whole scene. Putchat, laughing her trademark laugh. With screams of laughter and loud words, we sang a chorus of Happy Birtday, with a lot of people were eyeing us, laughter and surprise and whatnot evident in their faces.
AY MAY BIDJO NA PALA, BWAHAHA!
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After having our fill of watching passers-by staring at the flowers in hand, the rest of the group continued to Jhecka's, to help her paint the rest of the staff uniforms. I didn't go, though. Headache attack was too much, i was nosebleeding all the way home. Other passengers looked at me as if i had AIDS or something. lol.
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