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.