Here's to driving around town at 2am looking for a place to drink without running into officemates - and somehow still ending up at Makati Rep by 4am.
To playing wingman for each other - through beers, grandmothers, periods and for embarrassinly better or for worse :)
To getting to the seaside area too late and being harrassed by drunk waiters and bar boys closing up shop - and running back to the car like frightened prudes.
To sitting at The Fort sidewalk with a couple of beers and a laptop weaving ingenious solutions to every conceivable situation that we could face or were facing - and never really following our own advice.
To running to the fourth floor for a smoke when things got too toxic upstairs, one of us got kicked in the gut, had a foot shoved in our doors or had our lives altered by our personal and career decisions.
To Sunday afternoon coffees, foodfests and art movies - no matter what time our shifts started or ended! Yebah!
To griping about life and finding more about it through endless nights of liempo, vodka, and caffeine.
To sitting in the parking lot outside a hip bar after work, bumping into gorgeous guys - and feeling wretched that we didn't do anything about it.
To road trips we took together and apart - and to those we never took due to being broke or just plain being lazy.
To salivating over buff waiters moving furniture at closing time.
To running away to the beach - and realizing gay guys have all the luck. Ahahahaha.
To covering for each other when the world got way too close and nosy....
To playing hooky just to drink together.
To stupidly (and in a mostly inabriated state) laughing at everyone and everything no matter how bad things looked - coz we knew we were going to be alright.
Here's to the year that was...I wouldn't change it for the world.
Blooferlady:
Kampai to all that Woodbeetle! I just wanted to add a couple more though:
To the "wrong mistakes" in accidentally conveying totally different messages from their actual "consex", such as jaw movement burning calories and referring to bees as dragonflies or whatever.
To the many nights-slash-mornings spent at a diner where most of the "wrong mistakes" were born.
To SpiderPig!!! Yehbah!
To pedicures and foot spas.
...And a million other things.
May 2008 be a good year!
LadyRain:
Cheers to all the 1-million dollar ideas!
To all the things we believed in and were so sure about and finding out the next day they weren't all that. Just simply amusing at that time for whatever reason (alcohol, too much stress, purely contagious optimism, etc). To just laughing and shaking our heads about them...
To finally growing up and appreciating friends who are true.
To 2008... may it be full of fun, excitement, men (if possible?), new adventures and more 1-million dollar ideas... hopefully we know better this time!
