Slept Over

slept at ayen's place yesterday. cooked a kilo of spaghetti whose sauce had carrots in it. mmm, do we really put carrots in spaghetti? it was lynnie's idea... haha.

lynnie chopped the onions, niña did the garlic, i chopped the hotdog. we were teary-eyed before there was any spaghetti... tsk tsk tsk, too much onion... exhaust fan should be working up late tonight.

anyhows. spaghetti turned out good. when you're hungry, everything tastes delicious. hehe.

lynnie's perv shot... that's me of course. me and my naughty tee... and extra short shorts.

fetched eleventh-hour party crasher len late that night. pa-vip! i was close to being frostbitten! and no thanks? how dare you len... haha. joke. freezing cold outside, especially if you were eating ice cream while inside a tricycle coasting the length of sikatuna in the suburban midnight. thanks ayen for the ice cream! you got me there. no ice cream, no fetch.

then had some coffee talks. of nonsense. haha, i dont remember anything sensible with what we talked about.

had to sleep with len on the comfy couch-cum-bed. wee goody goody, len was a good cuddle. then alarms. geez.

guess what's for breakfast.

SPAGHETTI. uff, too much spag in my system. will die of aneurism because of too much carbs.

ayen in pj's. haha! exposed!

i came back to katips at 9:30. bathed in frigid water for cdc. went to saturday cdc - very unusual of me. anyhows, it was fun. very few people came, and i felt more free than ever. some of the ecosoc people can be good for real... there are just some who's world revolves in posing, social climbing, and smoking, those who do not tire of flashing cars, kissing french, and laughing unwholeheartedly.

nuff. now im back to my own solitary nirvana. letting the medicine called silence sink in to my sick being... i crave for more cuddle though.

i caught this beautiful photograph of two cdc kids lounging at the weird centerpiece of the econ attrium. i changed the color channel to sepia, to give it a memorabilia feel... here have a look. and while you're looking, im signing off...

-praise to chicken fillet-