Boys Night Out

I really really really missed my boys. They're the ones I hanged out with most of the time during college. There was a drift during junior year but that just strengthened our friendship come senior year...and it even brought us closer once everything was on the table. Forgiven and forgotten. 

my half-bitten Chicken Shish Kebab Sandwich

But that night was not about that fight, or whatever issues. It was a time to catch up and I haven't laughed that heartily for a long time.

We had dinner at Mister Kabab, our group's favorite after-classes-dinner-before-heading-straight-home venue, and we all live in QC too. I opted for a very humble Chicken Shish Kebab Sandwich while Ramon went for the usual Keema with eggplant and two bread. 

Julius, who gained the most weight among us, got embarassed with what he's supposed to order. He even actually asked "Yun lang talaga kakainin nyo?". Times are different now, we eat more than our metabolism can give credit for and I said I was on a diet. So he just got the "Keema with Eggplant" too and "Sige na nga, Tatlong bread na LANG".  HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. 

When we were in college, he was always the "practical" one and excused himself whenever we splurge on restaurants and expensive coffee. Now that he's working and making his own money, he justifies his fat by "Ngayon, kaya ko na bilhin yung mga gusto kong kainin". I wasn't able to take a full body picture of Julius but he really gained a lot of weight. He now has DADDY fat, but he's not yet a really a father.

just like the old days but with fatter chins

Afterhours ...

Even if I said that I won't have any beer for this year, just wine, their biddings got to me. "Bukas yang taba mo nandyan pa, pwede ka pa magdiet ulet, eh kami? Bukas kanya-kanyang buhay na naman tayo." Being the easily-persuaded little girl of the group, I drank beer after a glass of wine, which by the way got a looooot of comments and remarks such as "baka gusto mo ng keso nyan?" "naaaks, talagang feel mo ang candle light ah." (The tables had small candles in each table for ambiance chorva)

Julius Dolor, the Daddy

Ramon, now out of his "no beer" diet.

The highlight of the night? Anton joined us even though he has a girlfriend. He was notorious in college for being watush*, as we fondly call it, by his ex. The one he's with now is a lot more lenient with him and you could actually see that he's blooming and more relaxed. Congrats, Anton!

*Watush is derived from the sound made by a slashing whip to the butt. It is the term we use whenever our respective gelps/boyps did not allow us to go out or we have to attend to boyps/gelps duties

Even though I'm considered as "one of the boys", these boys still respect me as a girl (we've settled that years ago) and are actual gentlemen amidst the mockery and insults they throw my way.  Ramon even brought me home right in front of our gate, which is a first, and it surprises me that they're driving for me not the other way around. 

I really missed these guys and I could easily put up their jokes and their kabastusans any day. Hopefully we could have more of these kinds of get togethers because the regression I go through is always positive and the usual work issues I share with them are lightened with the inside comments and discreet advises.

notice my glass of wine? It was served in room temp and i hate it but what the hell for all i care.

next stop: 8064 Bagnet...Pag-usapan na yan!