Aftermaths

I realized that despite my *status* as a college student, I haven't really had the time to go to parties. The only ones I can remember were with my teammates in my early college sems and now, with my blockmates and barkadas.

Music, food and company. Those are the three things I look for in a good party. I don't mind the place, as long as they satisfy those mentioned. The only thing I hate, which is really unavoidable, is the smoke.

You see, parties aren't parties without the usual smokers... be it the casual or chain smokers. You can't miss them. And wherever you go, it seems to cling to you.

Last Wednesday was a blast. It was nice way to escape the pressures of a senior college student. I went with my friends, of course! And thanks to Rina and aR for letting me take a shower in their dorm. ^_^ Thanks to Abi, Gracie, Kris, Rina and aR again for letting me butt in on their CTK meeting. Kung meron man dun na confidential, nakalimutan ko na lahat yun!

I convoyed with Abi, with Gracie as my patient passenger and went to Pier 1 in Ortigas. Being part of the Promo committee, we helped put up tarps and other materials. After making sure that everything is in place, we went back to the car and dressed up. I donned my "girly" pink sleeveless psychedelic, 2 decades ahead (our party's theme was 50s) blouse, my low-rise, bootleg, button fly Levi's and my 50% off VNC gold wedges, put on some makeup (wow, dalaga na ako! may make up pang nalalaman!) and strutted my stuff (with some pain... I wasn't really used to high heeled shoes).

As expected, the party started late, but it was fun. Iking's band performed first. Then I saw Dino. I never expected him to be there, being busy with UP Law and all. We chatted for a bit outside and he bought me a drink. He started smoking but I didn't mind. I wanted to tolerate smokers, after all. I stayed with him because his batchmates haven't appeared yet. We caught up on stuff until it was my turn to take pictures of the other events.

Luis and Biboy were late, they went to the wrong Pier1... haay naku! At least they were able to get to Ortigas and watched a bit of bands, fashion show and Jake's stand-up comedy. I guess they were really impressed with the beat box duo, Element No. 5. They couldn't stop talking about it even after the party.

I got a surprise that evening too. Hyung sent me an SMS that he was accepted in a US airbase in Korea, where he can do his military service. He told me that there were more benefits/privileges being enlisted in a US airbase in Korea. I called him up and said congratulations! He would leave for Korea on April 10.

After the party, I introduced them to my friends, but I don't think they remembered their names. It was dark and noisy. My teammates, Rach, Chloe, Kim, and Art arrived a minute too late. I introduced them to Luis and Biboy and we decided to go somewhere else.

Well, we ended up in Pier1 at the Fort and ate a bit of food and drank some. Since I was going to drive home, I decided to just have a cocktail. I've decided that my flavor of the season is a cosmopolitan. It's not alcohol-intensive, but really good! We were seated in an airconditioned place but there were people smoking there, including Art. The smoke just went around and clung to us.

Before we knew it, it was already 3am! We went out and chatted some. I think those two guys were disturbed because we were talking about kicking, punching, sparrings and other painful stuff that seemed normal to us taekwondo athletes. The bruises that we have are normal and sometimes, we even consider them battle scars.

I told them I have to go home. I was feeling a bit woozy from the smoke (no, I was not tipsy from the alcohol) and my eyes were a bit watery. Thank God there were no incidents along the way and I got home in about 10 minutes.

I woke up the next day feeling really bad. My throat hurt and my eyes were crying by itself. My body was very heavy and I couldn't breathe normally. I decided to just sleep it away. I woke up by mid-afternoon and the bad feeling would not go away. By then, my throat had become really sore and my voice was raspy. The fact that Leanne was also sick did not relieve me.

Mom told me it was the cigarette smoke. I was allergic to them. Even if I took preventive medicine, my exposure to it should be as minimal as possible. I ended up being sick until Friday. I felt cold that day and my throat just hurts like hell. By afternoon, I felt really heavy and bad that I had to go home. My mom found out I was running a fever and gave me medicine.

Hmm..come to think of it, I've never had a fever since I was in high school.

I had been thinking that if ALL my aftermaths would be like this, then the party should be as worth as the one last Wednesday!!!