It was Ate Pia's birthday. My 'kababata' - childhood friend. Frankly, I don't remember her. I was about 7 yrs old when I left Las Pinas... I couldn't remember much. What I remember was coming over to her house and eating Pringles until our lips are thick and salty (her dad was a pilot, lots of loot there!). *sigh* childhood memories. It's nice to remember those little things, blurry memories of a small little girl : )Now, at the party, she brought out tequila rose. NO IDEA WHAT IT WAS. NEVER SEEN IT. oh I don't drink and am not a party girl- FYI. I tell you my tolerance to alcohol is close to ZERO. I drink a little I turn into a tomato, get dizzy, and with more urging- I'd go Godzilla on you- every step I take *bbwaahh* i throw up. ewe. seriously. it's one of my frustrations in life- not being to dance top 1, and no tolerance to alcohol no. 2
Anyway, so I took a sip. Darn it! It was SOOOOO GOOOOOOD! It's probably the best tasting alcohol I've ever tasted (too little to compare it to really). Anyway, got a bit dizzy but I was fine. If I were to practice my drinking prowess, I'll probably do it with that.
ro.oan
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