My Weekend in a Blur
July 27, 2009
Or who’s that girl in between Rabeh Al Husseini’s shorts?
My first Friday night off in three months was spent loathing in a couch, channel surfing. It was the most relaxing thing I ever did. Yep. It really was until I received a text message from my housemate
Be ready. Marathon sa Ateneo on Sunday, 6AM.
I literally froze. Instant reply that came out was “HOLY SHIT”. Since when did I become a sub for a sport that you’d least likely find me engaging in?
First of all, I can only run about 2 kph. That’s the average, considering you let two hungry yet seemingly harmless K9 dogs loose.
But since it’s for a cause and she already paid for the registration and the works, who am I to refuse? What kind ingrate would I be? I am the kind that runs after hearing the gunshot, with 2 K9 dogs tailing at my back. So yeah, I very much obliged at that point.
Saturday night was a blur, I remember attending a friend’s sister’s debut. Alcohol consumption was minimal after we all decided to bounce because hey, it was an 18th birthday, with all the well-off wishes of parents subtly hitting 2 birds with one stone saying — hey, my daughter’s free to date after she finished law school. Also, I’ve deployed military guards (under civilian clothing) around the campus thought you all should know. Yes, she is the daughter of a Police Superintendent. No big fucking deal. We’re all reminded of how 18th birthdays are actually a big thing for the ladies –assumming they’re still STD-free.
About 2 am I find myself crawling to my bed, heels aching from the pumps I wore. Not really minding that within 3 hours I’ll be putting on my rubber shoes. Don’t know if I can actually skip to the oval at the very least.
6am Sunday, I did not recall how I got there but pretty much I can smell alcohol in my breath. We were ambitious enough to take the 5k instead of the 3k because we were sort of late.
I imagined running while puking or puking while running. In any order, it will not be pretty but that’s okay because thankgod it did not happen.
We finished last. What a surprise? As a consolation, we took pictures of ourselves with the life-size no make that gigantic-humongous statuettes of the Ateneo blue eagle players.
So, yeah. That’s how I got myself in between Al Husseini’s crotch and my friend in Chris Tiu’s. Pictures have not been uploaded everyone’s sake. Might change my mind if you post a comment. ACK!
Sunday night. We watched Public Enemies. And at this point, I’m not ready to bash the movie for being bland despite the fact that it was star-studded. I remain loyal to Johnny Depp. Meantime, I wait for Alice in Wonderland.
Best weekend so far. I feel like running again. Yes, I feel running far away from work that is.
