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Tuesday, July 19, 2011

My FIP 8th Anniversary moments (disappointment much)

July 19, 2011

Oh. No. Don't get me wrong. It has nothing to do with the event. As in. Swear. It went really well. Super. It was great. A lot of people went to the event. There was even a fashion show showcasing the works of the top grads and alumni of FIP. And, at some point, there was also this some sort of straight-looking guy and another bona fide straight guy who kinda had a heated argument. But, that was fine. It freaked me out, yeah, but, I didn't wanna delve into it any further. It was just so cheap of them to do that. Boys, don't do that again, ok? Please. Love you. Especially the cute bona fide straight guy. Teehee!

The party was amazing. Fabulously and glamorously amazing.

Below are some of my moments with my FIP friends. Special thanks to Anna for being my companion the whole night.

That's Anna with Issa/Aissa

Me with my teacher Cielo

There's also this 17-year-old Fil-German cutie/hottie model at the event. He's the tall guy (yeah, he's just that TALL) wearing white pants, standing opposite a wall or a beam. I wanted to approach him, but, yeah, like I said...he's only 17. Bantay Bata 163? No. No. NO.

One of the biggest surprises of the party for me was when I saw this AVP with my crush Terence Lloyd in it. I shrieked. Literally. Thank goodness the place was so crowded and noisy. I was able to keep my poise and dignity in tact. CHOZ!

EEEEEEEEEEEH! It's Terence Lloooooooooooooooooooooyd!!! That's all. Thank you.

One of the tortures of events like this for me is the availability of drinks. I don't drink liquor or any type of alcohol. Swear. I also don't smoke. So do you know what else I had instead that night? Water. 4 glasses of cold water. I'm so CORNY. I know. But I'm still so sticking to my good "Mara Clara" image. Sorry.

Happy 8th Anniversary my beloved FIP!

Me with Cici and Anna. Anna and I were able to take our seats in this "reserved" area. It was not intended for us, but, the waiter was just so kind enough that he offered it to us. Teehee! He told us that he would just shove us  away once the real "owners" arrived. CHOZ! Though, luckily, they didn't show up. There were also a bunch of cute guy in front of us. I actually sat beside this cute chinito guy. He looked so cool, but, he wasn't exactly my type. He's kinda like the type of guy who would just make me cry. Again. CHAROTZ! And I also recognized one male model in his group. I'm not gonna mention his name anymore, but...ok...it starts with the letter "C."

Do you see that "couple" over there? They were so so so PDA-ing the whole time. I'm not sure, though, if they're really a "couple." Perhaps they're just siblings? I dunno. I'm not sure. But, what I'm sure about is that...they're both males. The other one was dressed in women's clothes, but, his Adam's apple was very visible. Lovely. Just lovely.

Thanks again Anna! And to all the new people that I met that night. I think there were only 5 or so. I'm not at all that sociable and friendly. You know that. I'm really the shy, quiet type. Teehee!

Well..ok....I know you're gonna ask me about this. Why was I disappointed? What disappointed me? Or better yet...WHO disappointed me?

Well...ok...another well....

You see...there was this guy who I was supposed to meet for the very first time last Friday night at the event. I was there at 10 PM. And I didn't see Heydar (uhmmm...yeah...he kinda added up to my night's disappointment as well). I also saw this other guy who participated in the recently concluded Mossimo event. I showed my support for him in this blog. He was there at the party, too, at the bar with a friend. I smiled at him but I didn't receive any response from him. Oh, gosh. To my embarrassment. And disappointment.

Anyway, I left the party at around past midnight. I had been BBM-ing that guy a number of times, telling him about my whereabouts and all that. But all that I got from him was that he "couldn't find me." And I was like...how on earth would you not be able to see me in that small a place (Fever in Sofitel isn't that big an establishment)? Unless, of course, you just literally didn't wanna see me. Right?

With all the experiences that I've had in the past, I just thought that...well....I should've known better. Thank goodness I didn't set my expectations that high. I kinda learned how to control myself, my emotions, my expectations...almost everything.

I just walked out of the place with my friend Anna without a single form of regret or resentment. Except for one.




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