Pizza
Friday, August 3, 2012 @ 7:20 PM | 0 comment(s)
“Here, so that you could celebrate your birthday.” Dad said and gave me a thousand bucks.
“Thanks.” I said.
So I have money for my birthday, maybe I’ll have ice cream for my friends and treat baked spaghetti for Liane and Gabee.
But when I got to school, it turned out different.
“So when are we going to have our free pizza?” My friend asks.
“hmmm.. Thursday.” Bea said.
Turns out it is Bea’s birthday gift to me.
“Why don’t you celebrate your birthday too? You could pay another round of buy one take one pizza to cater all of us.” Bea suggested.
Sounds like a good idea.
But I moved the day to Wednesday because Liane and Gabee are free on thursday and also I want to celebrate my birthday with them.
So the night before my birthday,we’re going to eat pizza.
After the housekeeping exam on that day, I went to Claire’s house to stay and kill the time. I chatted with Marc and informed him that we’re going to have the pizza today. Later on, I went home and change and meet up with my friends at the mall.
We waited for everyone else to come, I invited Rhemar because I want to; unfortunately, lexter wasn’t on the list because me and my friends had this misunderstanding but I called Lexter ,but to no avail, she’s already on her way home. So we ended up waiting Marc at the restaurant instead.
Me and my friends ordered two rounds of buy one take one pizza, we had taco, barrio bistro, Hawaiian and pepperoni as toppings. When Marc came, they immediately ordered him to kiss me as his birthday gift, so he turned to me and he immediately obliged. But all he did was to turn his face closer to me. :P
I squeaked, putting both of my hands to cover my mouth, but obviously, Marc was pretending to kiss me. He said his greetings and sat beside Claire. Jelia presided the prayer and we immediately munch on those pizza.
After all those pictures and when we got our stomachs full, Janelle and Rhemar went home and me and the others went to Claire’s house. When we got there, Jelia, Melody and Bea got vain by taking themselves with pictures, I on the other hand got myself busy reading my blog posts and facebook; Claire and Marc played piano and sang. Marc has this nice voice and Claire and I sang along because we know the song. Later on, Melody and Jelia went home bringing with them Claire’s housekeeping book to which Melody borrowed just to finish her project. Bea and I read my blog (this) but Bea read it aloud and Marc wondered and got interested about my blog.
“This is cool, I want to read your posts, could you give me this link?” He said.
No. No. No. He’s not going to read this, I put all of my feelings here and what I really felt about him during the dare, I don’t want him to know everything… even the sole reason why it ended.
“No. I don’t want to.” I said.
Seems like he doesn’t mind.
When it’s late, Me, Janelle, Bea and Marc went home; first stop was at Janelle’s house and after that, Me and Bea went home. I offered Bea to take her home since it’s very dangerous at that time, and then I went home by myself, walking along lonely, dark roads and waited for a motorcycle to commute back to the main road.
I really don’t mind going home myself even though it’s dangerous, somehow I became brave but complacent, but I really have this gut feeling that I’ll go home safely and I know it’ll be more peaceful if I know that my friends are safe at the comforts of their home.
I really don’t care about myself really.
The night air embraced me as I rode home, it was nice to hunch back at the motorcycle, it feel free, serene and contented.
When I check the time, it was past eleven, surely if I walk alone in the streets in our subdivision, I would say it would be really, really dangerous. So I followed my instinct to call my father instead and when he came to fetch me, his only concern was that it’s dangerous to take Bea home alone and should’ve called him to drop her off thus not putting me in a dangerous situation.
“I don’t mind.” I said, really, sometimes I care more about my friends than myself.
Somehow it made me think that sometimes, I too need someone just to take care for me.
“Thanks.” I said.
So I have money for my birthday, maybe I’ll have ice cream for my friends and treat baked spaghetti for Liane and Gabee.
But when I got to school, it turned out different.
“So when are we going to have our free pizza?” My friend asks.
“hmmm.. Thursday.” Bea said.
Turns out it is Bea’s birthday gift to me.
“Why don’t you celebrate your birthday too? You could pay another round of buy one take one pizza to cater all of us.” Bea suggested.
Sounds like a good idea.
But I moved the day to Wednesday because Liane and Gabee are free on thursday and also I want to celebrate my birthday with them.
So the night before my birthday,we’re going to eat pizza.
After the housekeeping exam on that day, I went to Claire’s house to stay and kill the time. I chatted with Marc and informed him that we’re going to have the pizza today. Later on, I went home and change and meet up with my friends at the mall.
We waited for everyone else to come, I invited Rhemar because I want to; unfortunately, lexter wasn’t on the list because me and my friends had this misunderstanding but I called Lexter ,but to no avail, she’s already on her way home. So we ended up waiting Marc at the restaurant instead.
Me and my friends ordered two rounds of buy one take one pizza, we had taco, barrio bistro, Hawaiian and pepperoni as toppings. When Marc came, they immediately ordered him to kiss me as his birthday gift, so he turned to me and he immediately obliged. But all he did was to turn his face closer to me. :P
I squeaked, putting both of my hands to cover my mouth, but obviously, Marc was pretending to kiss me. He said his greetings and sat beside Claire. Jelia presided the prayer and we immediately munch on those pizza.
After all those pictures and when we got our stomachs full, Janelle and Rhemar went home and me and the others went to Claire’s house. When we got there, Jelia, Melody and Bea got vain by taking themselves with pictures, I on the other hand got myself busy reading my blog posts and facebook; Claire and Marc played piano and sang. Marc has this nice voice and Claire and I sang along because we know the song. Later on, Melody and Jelia went home bringing with them Claire’s housekeeping book to which Melody borrowed just to finish her project. Bea and I read my blog (this) but Bea read it aloud and Marc wondered and got interested about my blog.
“This is cool, I want to read your posts, could you give me this link?” He said.
No. No. No. He’s not going to read this, I put all of my feelings here and what I really felt about him during the dare, I don’t want him to know everything… even the sole reason why it ended.
“No. I don’t want to.” I said.
Seems like he doesn’t mind.
When it’s late, Me, Janelle, Bea and Marc went home; first stop was at Janelle’s house and after that, Me and Bea went home. I offered Bea to take her home since it’s very dangerous at that time, and then I went home by myself, walking along lonely, dark roads and waited for a motorcycle to commute back to the main road.
I really don’t mind going home myself even though it’s dangerous, somehow I became brave but complacent, but I really have this gut feeling that I’ll go home safely and I know it’ll be more peaceful if I know that my friends are safe at the comforts of their home.
I really don’t care about myself really.
The night air embraced me as I rode home, it was nice to hunch back at the motorcycle, it feel free, serene and contented.
When I check the time, it was past eleven, surely if I walk alone in the streets in our subdivision, I would say it would be really, really dangerous. So I followed my instinct to call my father instead and when he came to fetch me, his only concern was that it’s dangerous to take Bea home alone and should’ve called him to drop her off thus not putting me in a dangerous situation.
“I don’t mind.” I said, really, sometimes I care more about my friends than myself.
Somehow it made me think that sometimes, I too need someone just to take care for me.
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