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I feel like a hypocrite.
Remember that personal gender theory paper that I had to do in a very short time because of my very lazy ass? Well, what I wrote in there as a conclusion was about the fluidity of gender.
All in all, with all the role and behavior reversals, histories of inequality, and institutional stereotyping of gender, I believe that the gray area between the structures of men and women is now highly celebrated in societies. This fluidity in gender is because of most people’s need to not define themselves and just be what they feel who they are in a particular period of time despite the rules constructed by those who preceded this generation.
Sabog, I know. Anyways, my point is, despite the sociological imagination, my friends’ experiences, and other things regarding gender and sexuality, I’m still somehow traditional and not so open-minded after all. This has something to do with alcohol and some lesbian-ish acquaintances. Don’t get me wrong though; I do not discriminate – at all. I support friends who found happiness in situations as such. It’s just probably not for me.
And then about last night. I told some friends that I feel like I’m changing, probably very slowly but at least changing (for the better?) and they actually agreed. Too bad I went back to being “my old self” very easily and fast. (Let’s talk about my identity and personality and other stuff about who I am some other time.) After I-have-no-fucking-clue-how-many shots, I passed out (after the longest time of not passing out) and woke up this morning in a condo unit that I know isn’t mine. My friends never left me (and I know they never will in situations like that) and the friends we met while having fun were actually very sweet and nice. And it would be more than cool to hang with them again. Let’s just not talk about how much of that night I remember. LOL
Is it just me or did I use too much parentheses? Haha
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I had an almost epic weekend.
Last Friday was my org’s (KMS) final rights and induction. It was held in Antipolo and the view was just the greatest. It was my first time to attend one as a full-pledged member and dammit, it felt so good. LOL It was a really fun night but I don’t really want to dwell on the details (more of I can’t actually).
So, what I’m just gonna tell is how fuckingly drunk I got. We started drinking at around 3AM since the “ceremonies” were excruciatingly long. There were loads of alcohol and people were mixing different kinds of drinks. We played a game until like six in the morning so just imagine how crazy and stupid I looked like at 7-ish. (That’s when we had to pack up and leave already)
Okay. Now you won’t have to imagine. My face was so red I can’t show it to the camera. I puked like there’s no tomorrow but good thing I got myself to the comfort room first. LOL Err, too much information now I guess. But I say whatever because a big hangover lasts only day but funny, happy, sad, trustful, embarrassing drunken memories will last forever. Or not. Haha
When I got home here in Katipunan, I just checked my online stuff, took a two-hour nap, ate Pancit Canton, bathed, packed my things and then went to Shaw with some friends. We watched Katy Perry’s concert at MOA Concert Grounds and we stayed at my place at Shaw.
Katy Perry performs like CRAZY. I love her. I’m so inlove with her. Lucky is that gay guy who got to hug her and kiss her on the stage. I want a taste of that cherry chapstick! But no regrets in buying a Bronze ticket since we got to see her face to face at the afterparty in Encore, The Fort. She’s gorgeous and hilarious.
Anyways, after that good night, I had no other intention but to hit the freakin’ sack. I hate not getting enough sleep but I hate missing out on things more. Now where did that come from? LOL
The next day, my girl friends and I went swimming at the condo’s pool and took pretty pictures of our pretty selves, haha. I’m still waiting for my friend Kath to post the pretty pictures. We were supposed to leave Shaw late Sunday afternoon but we really can’t let go of the good life just yet. It was like a vacation and nobody can bother us. We lived on fast food delivery and roasted chicken from Shang.
Ah, the things we’ll do to forget about reality.
Pictures!
First three pictures from Joy C. The girl who took advantage of my drunkenness but took care of me afterward. I love you.
Other pics from Kath D. c/o Maiah’s cam. Picture five was a failed attempt to act like I was drowning and Cami was trying to save me. LOL Others were just out of vanity, nice ambiance, and boredom. They might kill me for posting this.
So some friends and I went to Trinoma last night to supposedly buy some Katy Perry concert tickets. But unfortunately we didn’t get there on time (TicketWorld closes at fuckin’ 7PM) so the trip became a window shopping spree. It’s almost torture that we really can’t splurge on anything not because we’re some frugal kids but because we really don’t have anything much to spend. LOL My friends and I, we have to be freakishly successful after college.
And then, after so much torture, we went to Drew’s for reasons I don’t really remember. Long story short, the we’re-just-gonna-drink-one-pitcher turned into a yeah-we-can-probably-drink-two (but the other one was courtesy of some, well, friends) and so the I’m-going-home-before-curfew turned into yeah-I-can-still-get-in-whatever. People who know me personally won’t probably argue when I say I have a low tolerance for alcohol despite the ofteness of the substance in my system. LOL Of course I’m kidding about the ofteness. Is there even such a word? Okay there isn’t.
My point is that I am really enjoying my life right now (and it’s not just about the drinking and other crazy nights but right now this post is about that) but what happens the day or the hours after aren’t really the greatest. Like right now, it’s fuckin’ 5:41 in the morning and I’m awake when my class doesn’t start ’til 11:30. I know, right. And I probably said a lot of stupid things to my landladies and other people when I got home so I can manage the earth eating me up alive right now. But whatever, this’ll pass. Somehow. It must. I’ve had crazier nights.
Oh btw, I have this crush. It was just a happy crush last July when I saw him but things can be really crazy. So a month ago I had the same Drew’s thing with the same friends (who I love so much) only we were more, well, crazy and we stayed over at Mcdo because it’s so late I can’t get in my place anymore (I have fuckin’ curfew but I love this place).
Where was I? Yeah, so anyways, we were at Mcdo and Mr. Happy Crush was there. He probably saw me at my worst but it didn’t matter to me so much until later. That’s because I saw him again at the School Gym four seats away from me the day after and again when we rode the same jeepney hours after and again at the main library the day after that and again last week at Mcdo after Day 1 of 2nd sem enrolment and again last night at Drew’s (but they left because there aren’t any tables available anymore since we got the last one LOL). Destiny much? He’s actually friends with some of my friends so things can probably be easier but nah, let’s just allow fate do its own magic. But seriously, I’m gonna talk to him the next time. Probably.
Why am I publishing things like this in this blog? Haha
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