a trip down lemery lane

what: t&c editors and batch18's weekend getaway
where: batangas
when: march 3 to march 5, 2007
who: the skiz (host), dindo (drinker), paul (driver), arnie (laugher) , brian (gay), josh (gayer), jakeson (undecided), mj (lesbian), tintin (cute), glenna (sexy), and maika (goddess).
why: why not?

saturday
900pm: my shift ends. activate gimik mode. i am sad 'cause shaila ain't coming despite persistent invitations. we need to wait for brian who'll be out at 11:00. we decide to kill time by going to germaine's for a couple several rounds of drinks.
930pm: i'm peeling off the beer bottle label. we laugh at the band keyboardist whose previous profession probably involved gyrating of the hips. they sing "i hate myself for loving you" by joan jett aegis.
1015pm: mike, tintin, sox and maika arrive. i like maika. she is hot. ive been chatting with her under the radar ever since i met her on a one-day sked swap with noly. anyways, tintin will be coming with us to the beach but not maika. i make the most of my time by staring at her naturally red lips.
1100pm: the gang is complete. after some negotiations, we kidnap maika. my heart backflips.

sunday
100am: paul is driving real slow because the van is packed and heavy. after exiting star tollway, we all agree for a stopover. we pull up to kwatog's for tapsilog but there is an altercation among alcoholized assholes going on, so we u-turned and opted for chowking and 7-11 instead.
200am: we arrive at our house. i take them up to my room which they instantly convert into a casino. one el hombre tequila bottle is then opened and tintin slices the lemons with my handy-dandy swiss knife. i find out that this brand of tequila taste good, but it does not make me drunk, as opposed to what my gma friends once told me.
430am: with both my beds filled up, i offer tintin and maika my youngest sister's room. i take maika downstairs, show her yayie's room where we talk for about half an hour. i so want to kiss her lips. i don't. i leave her so she can change clothes and i return upstairs to help empty the tequila bottle. a sleeping mj makes us all laugh.
700am: i drop off arnie, dindo and glenna at the church, while jakeson and i go to the market. i have zero skill in market purchasing and cooking, so jakeson takes over. an hour later, the mass ends. i think, should i wake maika up with a rose on the bed? nah, too soon. dindo spots a babe who seems to be of legal age but is actually yayie's classmate.
900am: we leave. i nap through most of the journey to lemery. paul wakes me up when he is unsure of directions.
1130am: we take the first resort that has a pool as well. we rent a one-room cottage. maika has wonderful legs. before getting ourselves wet and our slippers sandy, i feed them the delicious "pulang pansit". still a hit.
1200pm: i forgot to state that maika is into sports. if i am fuckin lucky and she does become mine, she would be the first girl i'll be involved with that actually plays ball games and goes to the gym. anyways, maika is ecstatic at the sight of a volleyball net on the shore. we pay up 100 bucks to use it + the ball for 3 hours. i do not want to, but i have to, so i play just to be with her. the only thing i'm good at in volleyball is serving. everything else, i make a fool of myself. then, we go for a dip in the sea, or in our case the "ocean" (pronounced phonetically and coñotically).
300pm: jakeson prepares grilled squid and pork chops for us. maika, arnie and paul play tong-its again. el hombre bottle number 2 is uncapped. maika's eyes meet mine for a millisecond. shaila who?
430pm: my back hurts because i just performed a nestea splash-inspired back flop on the pool from the diving ledge.
500pm: we prepare to go home. we hop back into paul's van.
630pm: dinner is served. maika and tintin bathed so i let the rest eat first, and waited for those two so i could eat with maika them. after the meal, maika denied my invitation to stay for one more night and left with the gang. arnie and dindo decided to keep me company for one more night.
1100pm: el hombre number 3 is opened. arnie gives me maika's number. i run out of load texting her.

monday
200am: dindo and i cant sleep. we get up and make sure el hombre number 3 is empty. we almost argue over something i shouldn't have done and something he shouldnt have done. the tequila settles it for us.
11am: we wake up, bathe, and head for sm batangas. heart looks sexy on that new penshoppe store display. dindo learns a batangueño word: "barik". i think i'm gonna save a few bucks to maika a puppy.
200pm: i drop off arnie and dindo at the bus station.
1000pm: just as i'm about to finish this post, maika's online and we chat. i will buy her chocolates tomorrow.

the gospel according to the skiz. praise be to kurosawa.

p.s. apologies if some of the things i typed up there dont make sense. they would if you were there. also, sorry for the lack of visual aids. i didn't take any pictures. but glenna did. i'll get copies and i'll post some here, and try to put some nice captions as well.
p.p.s. shaila who? just kidding. i thought you might be wondering about that, like, who's this maika? what happened to shaila? well, i still have shaila in my heart. i'm just so confused right now...