Yesterday we went out to celebrate Lola’s pre-87th birthday. I was actually pretty worried because I slept at 5am the night/day before (Don’t ask. Sembreak does weird things to your body clock) and imagine my relief when my little brother told me we would be going out after lunch. So back to sleep I went. Anyway, we first went to Antipolo Church to hear mass. It had been such a long time since we’ve last been there (we usually go to Manaoag Church in Pangasinan) and it was a refreshing change, to say the least. My first and last clinical duty rotations were held in Antipolo too (Kamandag for our community and Shalom AM/PM respectively) Wala lang gusto ko lang i-mention. Haha!
A weird thing happened that day, though. I’m the kind of girl who never experiences any kind of discomfort during her period. As in never. That day was an exemption though. IT WAS SO PAINFUL. I was ready to fall down (I was standing just outside the church doors. It was full inside) and my sister told me I was pale. I asked her, “Nasaan si Papa? Let’s find someplace to sit down” and I practically held on to her and my little brother like my life depended on it. The rain and our forgetting to bring umbrellas didn’t really help much either. The moment I crossed the church to the waiting sheds I sat down on the nearest empty seat I found. Then Papa came to us and opened the van. Inside the pain was much worse. I am not exaggerating. It was like there was a fist inside my uterus clenching my uterine walls over and over again. Maybe that’s what women in labor experience during contractions (or not) I was ready to die then (haha) but yeah, I guess there really is a first time for everything :)
Anyhoo, enough about that. We went to Centris for dinner (again) and this time, we ate at Yang Chow! Before anything else though, Papa had me and my little sister and brother go out and buy a cake for Lola. I wasn’t familiar with the shops around Centris and I actually though of taking the train to Trinoma just to buy Hungy Pac’s chocolate ecstacy cake (I love it so much kasi) Going back, I love chinese food. As een. I love their sauces, their rice, their chicken, everything! Pain was forgotten and all I concentrated on was filling my tummy. Hee.
Anyway, I’ll let the photos do the talking now! :)
Now here are some photos of the food! I forgot to ask Papa the names of some of the dishes, though. Sorry! :<
Chicken feet, Siomai and Shark’s fin dumplings.
Yang Chow! The best!
This was their sizzling beef tenderloin (I think!)
Their “special birthday noodles”
I wasn’t able to take photos of everything too. Haha! Blame it on my stomach! Oh and did I ever tell you guys how I get hungry every two hours? *fact* Oh diba, parang baby lang ang peg! Haha!
Hi Lola! You’ll be 87 by the time I publish this! Happy Birthday! :D
My geeky brother who hates having his pictures taken. Haha!
Corny title is corny. Moving on. I have always loved the smell of coffee. That’s one of the many reasons why I enjoy killing time sitting in comfy chairs inside coffee shops. So anyway, Krizia and I went to Bo’s Coffee along E. Rod earlier today to “study”. This proved ineffective for me due to a number of reasons: 1. I cannot concentrate when there is food. Think about it. When it comes between food and books (not the leisure reading type of books haha) what would you choose? 2. The lighting! Yellow lights make me sleepy. Nope. Not a conducive environment for studying. Not one bit. 3. The music! I study better in quiet places, so I don’t think I have to explain this further and 4. The temptation from the greatest time stealer of our youth today - the internet. Hee.
That said, I am proud to say (not) that I spent three hours of my time being unproductive! haha!
Anyway, I did manage to take some photos. So click on that read more to see the rest of the entry. :)