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Tuesday, May 14, 2002

Looks like its going to be another hectic day for yours truly so I might as well do this now while i still have time.

My friend A has a celebrity boyfriend I would like to call E. They've been together for a month now and this is basically her first serious relationship. I don't think she was mesmerized by the fact that this showbiz personality liked her because she's dated hunkier models before and she ditched them. E is actually nice and low-profile, not the stuck-up look-at-me kind. Thing is, he's way too insecure. I went out with A last Friday with my sister and our good male friend (who's super harmless) and when E found out that we were going out, he kept on calling A asking her stuff like (Note: E was out of town):

E: What are you wearing?
A: sleeveless top and jeans (but she was wearing a tube top and a skirt, nyahahaha!!!)

E: Who's with you?
A: Just me, Bunny and her sister and our friend Ian's following (the truth was, Ian picked us up at home)
E: Why is there a guy with you?
A: He's our friend!
E: I don't like you hanging out with guys (jeez...can't wait till E meets our whole barkada composed of mostly guys)
A: But he's our friend!

E: Don't drink!
A: Fine! (but A had 2 drinks that night)

E: I'm not sleeping till you get home!
A: Go to sleep na!

I don't know how many times i rolled my eyes while A was talking to her psycho boyfriend that night. So anyway, we ended up hanging out at Dish at The Powerplant Mall because my friend, Ian, who's a medical representative based in Ilocos needed to hear some good music. Apparently, working in Ilocos meant no social life. He says that even the women in girlie bars there look like hags!

Turns out, the band that was playing that night was a friend of E's. A sent him a text message telling him that his friends were playing and just before the 2nd set began, the lead singer goes...

Lead Singer: Where's A? (she actually looked for her by saying her whole name. Yes, including the family name)
[A shyly raises her hand]
Lead Singer: I just got off the phone with your boyfriend, E (says his whole name for everyone to hear and notice) and he says I miss you and I love you!"
[heads turned]

Gawd..i felt so embarassed for her. Was that supposed to be sweet? Blech! So i tell my friend, "thats what you get for having a celebrity boyfriend! Can't wait till he greets you in TV!!" and she just kept on cursing like there was no tomorrow...
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Saturday...i hung out in one of my favorite bars in Manila, Flute. As soon i got in, the servers welcome me with a loud "Hi Ma'am!!! Red wine?" Once in a while, a DJ comes to spin but that usually happens on a weekday. Surprisingly, my friend and i saw that an acoustic band was setting up. So i think, "An acoustic band? on a saturday night? when people just want to hang out, drink and talk? They better be good!"

Then lo and behold!!! It's Diether Ocampo! So i whisper to my friend that Diether's behind her. She doesn't care. After a few minutes, my friend goes:

My friend: The lead singer of the band's cute! The guy in the gray shirt.
Me:That's Diether!
My friend: Noooo!!! But he can't sing!!!
Me: Well, they try to make him to! He's a member of the Hunks, remember? Pathetic!
My friend: If he has a good voice, then thats NOT Diether. But if he croaks like a frog, that's definitely him.

Not a bad choice for the first song. They played "Good" by Better than Ezra which is a song i miss hearing but if i had known it was going to sound THAT bad, I would have preferred to hear "Who let the dogs out!?!"

No one really gave a fuck about them. In fact, not a single clap was heared.

Diether Ocampo can't sing to save his life but he did save our wallets from buying more drinks. he he he!!!

Bunny @ Tuesday, May 14, 2002

about moi

Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her 3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi, constantly needs caffeine, ~~wonders when she'll quit smoking~~, and will most likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much ~~(if the cigarettes doesn't get to her lungs first)~~. Can't live without accessories especially big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for dinner.

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