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A combination of phenomenally intense feeling of pleasure due to excessive contact with Benz

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My night is so demeaning and cheap: Part deux

The recaps of what happened last night will be in cliffnotes. Warning: this is going to be a boring entry. But who cares? This is my blog!

McDonalds
My three friends and I agreed to meet up at Mcdonalds uptown to have our dinner. After eating we stayed for a while to chat and enjoy boy watching. Since we have a lot of spare time to kill we decided to go to twenty eight-4 to have a few bottles of Serbesa. Why not? It’s Saturday night!

Bar hopping
As expected the bar is jam-packed when we arrived so we have to look for another place. While searching for a good bar to settle in a guy (Let’s call him Mr. Engineer) approached me and to my amazement starts talking to me. How strange is that? At first I am not aware that he is conversing with me. A little bit confused of what just happened I asked my friends if they are familiar with the guy and if he is talking to me. They said they don’t know the guy but they are positive that he is talking to me. Anyway I cannot quote verbatim what he said to me coz I understand nothing. Sick bastard!

Mr. CG
I tried to remember his face but the first thing that popped out of my mind is Mr.CG. For those of you who don’t know Mr. CG, kindly read my previous entry here. I mean he sports the same haircut, he’s wearing the same frameless eyeglasses and has similar body build. But I am not sure because the place is badly lit.

Studio IV
We found Mr. Engineer in Studio IV. We went in to have a few drinks. I want to find out if he is really Mr.CG. Not that I want to hang out with him, just to apologize for not entertaining his chitchat. Before we leave my friends told me to just approach him so we can go and call it a night. I did and asked him if he is Mr.CG (Btw the place is so noisy I need to shout my lungs out just for us to hear each other, the result is a sore throat the following day. Damnit!) He said yes so I assumed he is really the guy I met the other week. One friend of Mr. Engineer confronted me asking if there is a problem. (Istorbo! Aagawin ko ba friend nia?! What a loser! Buti na lang napaliwanagan. Ang kuletz ng mga lasing ha!) Anyway he asked me to introduce him to my friends and I did. Mr.Engineer introduced himself as Ed, an engineer from San Jose . (Take note: At this point, I’m the only one who is not aware that he is not Mr.CG! My friends don’t even dare inform me!) While they were talking one of the lasing friend grabbed my by the arm and start apologizing for what he did a while ago. (If he doesn’t cut in I would have found out! Bastard!)

Silver HONDA City
My two friends went out to the parking lot first followed by me and Mr.Engineer who is still offering to join them for free (Sorry but we can afford! Cheap!) otherwise he can just give us a free ride (Sorry again we can manage!). My friends went on and I was left alone convincing Mr.Engineer to go back to his friends and we can go on our separate ways. I was waving my friends to come over to help me send off Mr.Engineer because he is too makuletz na but my other friend misunderstood my gesture and thought I was waving goodbye and so they left me there! You know what happened next? He told me to get in to his car and I did! (I am so stupid for letting a complete stranger drag me to his car… but I thought he is Mr.CG!) We went on around the city looking for my two friends. I asked him not twice but thrice if he is really Mr.CG and he unworriedly told me he is Ed. What the f*ck? I was dumbfounded! All along I was with a total stranger?!?!?! Surprise surprise! My initial reaction was to unlock the door and get ready to jump out. But I stayed calm and told him to just pull over. I went out immediately and hail a tricycle (Cheap again! Hehehe) and gladly went home… sound and safe! Whew! Lesson learned from this experience: Stick with your friends when going out and be extra vigilant when meeting a stranger.

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