Fiamma

Hair check. Face check. No one. Ugly. Allowed. Welcome to Fiamma!

Bottom's Up '07 hosted by the UP Travel Society was last saturday. It was a reunion of sorts, reunion with the org, orgmates, ait friends, and of course, the party scene. Free flowing beer and unlimited alcopop's. Ohohoh! And some side drinks (parang side dish!), was that pineapple juice and gin? Haha. Am not entirely sure where they got it (c/o of the alumni of course, alam mo naman sila, pag-inom, very resourceful!). Am really glad that Martha dragged me onto the dance floor, just to get me into the groove. I couldn't stand the sight of countless couples grooving (and I mean GROOVING!) on the dancefloor. But since I was there anyway, instead of looking at other couples, okay go! Martha! Let's dance! They played a mix of girls just wanna have fun and I wanna dance with somebody! And a lot of r and b, hiphop songs which I really couldn't dance to heehee. Drewlie just accompanied us to the dance floor but refused to dance (more beer for you!), I think he tiptoed back to the VIP room upstairs with the other alumni. Retouch, btw, is a bit of beesh in the bathroom, their sink is slanted and I witnessed an alumna's (super upper batch I forgot her name) eyeliner just roll down and then poof! Goner! And I think like opaque glass is in, because apparently martha can see like a blurred version of my dress rom outside the cubicle ahahaha!

Oh, and of course, Karamiaw's great escape! I kinda changed my mind about the body shots. One was because I hadn't drank enough, two was because there were a lot of OFFICIAL photogs... and three... (dotdotdot)

So Martha and I just watched the body shots competition, well, first couple palang, wala na! Winner si mother! Hahahaha! Drew and Jane were the first couple... and when they did what they did, I knew they were going to win! I mean, who can beat a lesbian and a gay guy? I mean really? Hehe. Love you guys!!

Ohoh and oh! I got stuck in the freaking parking lot! Somebody parked at my back, and that place was a tow-away zone. So I was like, I can't fucking get out. That place where that car is parked is tow-away zone. Would you happen to have the number of whoever tows away cars in makati??? After my 15 minute bitch fit, the guy finally appeared. And I was like, your car should be towed for parking there. *rawr* I mean, if I had just gotten out a wee bit earlier, maybe somebody wouldn't have slept on me.. hahaha.

Martha slept over and we called it a night. 3.30am.

Loving Long Weekends (Most of the time)

When you start working, long weekends are very much appreciated. You get to party and drink, bum around for a day catching up on sleep from the drinking spree the night before, do errands and shop, then the last day, family day. I think weekends should be made 4 days a week. Okay fine, 3 days at least. I mean really, 2 days aren't enough. You drink, then the next day just bum, and you practically get nothing much done hahaha.

So lately, given the fact that there is much time to waste, I seem to have a penchant for sudden realizations in the shower. (Is this normal?) It started when I was thinking about my parents 32nd anniv last Oct. 25. I was trying to compute how old they would be when their 50th anniversary comes. So I was like Pop's 58 (Oh gawd! My Pop's is 58!!!!) and then Mom's 57 (Oh gawd! My Mom's 57!!!). So it was then and there I started to panic. A bit. So add 18 years to 58 years, that'd make my Pop 76 years old. (Oh gawd.) So I became more afraid. Being the youngest, I've always been half- dependent on my Parents. And, being the youngest, I am the one most attached to them. So, imagine my horror when I was computing their respective ages by the time their 50th anniv arrives. (Oh gawd.) Time does fly so fast. It's cliche I know but really, 10 years ago I was grade 7. Now, I am freakin' working already. Everything just sorta dawned on me. I started thinking about my life. Maybe I'd quit smoking when I turn 25 years old. I'd turn into a half- vegetarian (can still eat meat once in awhile haha). I'd switch to drinking wine instead of beer. So many things popped into my head. Normally, I wouldn't be afraid of the future. I actually am not. What I'm afraid of is imagining my Parents aging and you know. There. I guess people don't really talk about stuff like that much, but really. Sh!t like that is a bit... oh gawd. Yah. So by the time I got out of the shower, I had freakin' wrinkly granma-ish skin, which made me gasp. Okay Kara, chill pill.

Halloween at Ayala Heights as usual

6 Padre Burgos St. No, hindi namin ihahatid si frankie. Hahaha. This year I had to drive my ass to Ayala Heights, and I so dread the traffic, even if we already had our respective gate passes. Surprisingly this year, it was quick. I don't know what it was (maybe my new haircut? Hmm) but all I said was Buds Patajo, my Dad left the gate pass there. Then the guard just nodded and woooosh, off to their house.

Before I delvge into Halloween celeb details, I will first talk about the pre- halloween details. The day before there were rumors flying around in the office that HR was thinking of making the 31st half-day. Hmm. However, 6pm came (aka freedom) but no official announcement so I decided once and for all, if it is not half-day tom, I'm going out for Sales call. So the following day I did, and just as I was relaxing at my Granma's house at West Ave (taking a sales call break), my boss texts that dismissal today will be at 3pm. Weeee! So I decide to head back to the office earlier than usual, and I asked Liz if she wanted to get a haircut at Bench Fix at ABS-CBN, since it was the nearest salon to us (and I wanted to try it out, if it wasn't good, then I'd just switch back to Azta). When we got there, the next available slot was 6pm! That was too late for me because that would mean I'd be finished at around 7pm-ish, which would make me even late-r for the halloween celeb. Plus, they could only accommodate one at a time. So I was like screw this. Can you please call the Bench fix katip branch and ask if they can accommodate me at 5pm. So, they made the reservation for me, and I had to give Liz my best wishes (for her hair and her sanity) and bounce off to Katip. Time check: 4:45 pm. So, I drove faster than usual, in spite of the usual reminscing driving to UP and passing through the campus again. So anyhoot, I got their in the nick of time, plus there was just one parking space left. I just thanked God and muttered to myself, this is so meant to be. Haha. I got there and the service was prompt. The usual shampooBy the time the stylist was cutting my hair