Blogger A: San tayo?
Blogger B: MoA.
*after some time…
Blogger A: San tayo?
Blogger C: MoA.
Bloggers B and C are correct, aren’t they?
All the souls were definitely alive and kicking yesterday, November 2.
Thanks to the twelve bloggers who met up at the SM Mall of Asia one sunny Tuesday afternoon for a late nth (real age hidden on purpose) birthday celebration held by Karla. A 2 o’clock rendezvous at Starbucks was followed by lots of events, not to mention some sabaw moments included in the package. It sure was a long day. And yes friends, this will be a long post in my opinion, more or less.
I came in at two thirty, and greeted the birthday celebrant, together with Chabs and Vinch. We had a little talk, and then Jed without the H strolled by. Rich but ‘promdi oldie’ kid Kevin came in next, and called up others using the lucky phone he won from last March’s PBA. Soon enough, Aaronjames and Joe arrived, and the late Jhed Cabrera (No, he’s not dead of course. Just late.) went in to complete the gang. Karla brought in cheesecakes for the group, which were really tasty, though Kevin ate most of it. We left Starbucks at about 4 and went around the main mall like lost orphans talking to each other.
After about ten or so minutes of the groups’ indecisiveness on where to go and what to do, at last we had the thought of going to the directory and search for a nice place to loiter for a while – Powerstation. Loaded Jed’s card a full 200 bucks, and claimed a birthday package (yes, still load) for Karla since it was still valid. Played the always wacky game of Air Hockey in pairs, watched as Chabs and Karla play the ever-baffling game of BeatMania(?) and hit monstrous combos using their hands. Jed and I could not help but laugh about the sensual display, as I know that I could never play it like that. Might as well enjoy the background graphics playing. I’m not used to O2Jam too, anyway.
The two J_eds played House of the Dead, while Karla invited us to play arcade. Button smashing and finger-slipping took place once more as my I lay my hand on the joystick, which I haven’t been able to hold for months. The PSP craze has gotten into me a lot this time. As Rens made his way in to join the group, he asked everyone to play the RagingApe, a ‘voltage regulator’ I suppose, but ended up playing it himself. Laughs went on as Jed’s card was tapped and the button to start was pressed. Lucky him he played for ‘low voltage.’ Jhed played the ‘high’ one and got more tickets.
Another ten minutes of indecisiveness hit the group, but finally went on to the Bowling Center to of course, play bowling. Had a laugh trip in a photo shoot with the wall, and saw Billycoy and then Cars arrive. Chabs reserved us lanes, but then our stomachs were grumbling for something to eat first. Crossed to the next building, and bid goodbye to Vinch who had to go home for a Tagaytay trip. Went on and ate at food court, with our food semi-sponsored by Okuya and the dessert by Red Ribbon. Jed and I watched as a fly joyfully eats a piece of his tuna maki and went his merry way. Aaron introduced a friend of his, but then he had to go. Rens was also about to go at quarter, but not without having a taste of Jed’s maki and my sushi, and of course Karla’s birthday cake. We had some chitchats while Chabs looks for a lighter for Karla’s birthday candle and finally, found one.
After the main event of Karla blowing the candle and us eating our own share of the cake, we went back to the Bowling Center for a game, and had some laughs as some of the balls go straight to the gutter. Amazed by Billycoy’s spectacular performance at first, but after a few moments, the magic was gone. It seems that Jhed turns out to be the best in Lady Luck summoning for strikes huh? After some time, Kevin acts like someone who got his recent dose of Mary Jane, as he tweaks the camera for his DeviantArt special, with Jhed telling him to stop it. As Karla says, he already swept the floor in our territory. Math comes in for payments to our casualties in the lane, with Kevin the last one to pay. Sigurista eh. Soon, the group was divided and dispatched as we had to part ways to go home. Alas, the day ends with a final photo shoot with Jed, Chabs and the celebrant in front of Starbucks, where we met up earlier and a birthday greet for Karla. It was well, too long to be called a night.
Quote of the day: “Thank you for coming.” Well I do not need to mention the ‘der’ shoppers, yes?