Tough Choice

Last Thursday, I watched the UP Pep Squad’s practice with some other friends.

It was a good decision, too, since as it turned out I missed the CDC last Sunday because I went with my family to Baguio and I wasn’t able to be back in time for the CDC. Hence the unused upper box A ticket. The ticket I waited in line for more than three hours, and missed my major class for. Sigh. But I’m over it. I just resolved that I will only miss the CDC if I’m dead by that time.

Also, I’ve spent Monday retail therapy-ing and Tuesday drinking at Tomato Kick, so now I’m okay about it. I finally bought a wallet last Monday. After months of not having one and wallowing in my misery of losing my perfect wallet. My new wallet’s not perfect, but it’s cute! And I also bought a backpack for lugging my laptop. I’m done using shoulder bags and messenger laptop bags when I bring my laptop to school; done feeling like my shoulder will fall off any minute. And yesterday was my first time at Tomato Kick and there will surely be a second, third, fourth, nth time. Haha. Super nakakabusog yung pasta nila. The Marinara didn’t meet my expectations, though. Masarap, pero di kasing sarap ng inexpect ko.

After the practice, our other friends had to go to our other friend’s dorm in Katipunan. The arrangement was they’d be back in time to pick up our other friend who went to the INC church so that we can all have dinner together. Having nothing else to do, M and I thought we’d jog, but although I was in my PE shirt and shorts, I was wearing flipflops (I left my shoes in the locker). M was in rubber shoes because they were playing table tennis at the gym before the Pep practice. So we decided to just walk around the oval.

As we were walking, the topic ventured into abs and how great they were. And I remembered that she has abs. So I said, “Buti ka nga may abs!” and she said, “Eh ikaw naman may boobs.”

Which silenced me for a couple of seconds and pasted a silly smile on my face. Haha.

And I wondered out loud then: which would I like: abs or boobs? Tough choice.

But now, I guess I’d go for boobs + flat stomach. Now I have an okay stomach that seems so flat in the morning when I haven’t broken fast, but seems so bloated at night, after I’ve pigged out on snacks. Haha.

I weighed myself at the USC office again tonight: 45 kilos. Petite.