Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends

Oreo Gurlz still strong and still spiking drinks for the past 10 years!

Boracay Rhum by Tanduay

Where I grow up, alcoholics are normal everyday people.  Lindsay Lohan, Britney Spears or Amy Winehouse are not even at par with the likes of what we Filipinos declare as wasted drunkards.  It is no shocking matter to start drinking and liking alcohol at 14.  Heck!  I for one, was served spiked punches when I was 12.  

My brother drinks anything!

And just to rub it in some more, even 5 year olds can be sent to the nearest "sari-sari" store to buy for his dad his choice of poison, be it gin-bulag, kwatro kantos, marka demonyo, rhum or just the simple staple pale pilsen.  What can I say?  We're the happiest bunch!

I don't drink that much anymore though.  No more drinking to a point of passing out or throwing up. I've mellowed down to actually having a preference for sweet drinks, be it cocktails or flavored spirits and a lack of appreciation for anything beer or bitter.  I blame this on hangovers, which I never got when I was a teenager, odd really. 

I love Gilbey's Premium Strength, Tanduay Ice and Martini Asti.  I especially enjoy conjuring drinks like boracay, mojitos or just plain gin and juice or rhum coke.  You can't really pass out from these not unless you intend to.  

Sometimes mixing drinks become time consuming when you just want to chill and get the party started already, I'm glad Tanduay has created a new line of rhum that quite appealing to me and my crowd the least.  If I'm not mistaken this is their first flavored rhum.  I want to try it as soon as it hits Cebu City!  I wonder if its like Kahlua or Bailey's?  I have to personally find out, lucky for me I have lots of idle time.  

This is my kind of poison.  A book in hand and a beach as the view while I recline with a cold drink on the side seems pretty much the perfect activity this fine summer.  Oh, do not open The Bar you'll regret it!

Happy summer chillin!

Hell its late!! Yet still Im up.. After watching the long line of prime time shows, I hang out in my room and did a once-in-a-bluemoon-tidying (if thats how its spelled). Discarded super old makeups, that I never really got to use much; frowned on the fortune I wasted in super priced beauty regimens that promised everything but did so little for me; smiled on my collection of bags, which reminds me to add more to it (grrr money again!). Most noteworthy was the nostalgia I felt when I discovered some high school memorabilia. I browsed through the certificate of appreciation, attendance, and participation. I felt once more the beaming pride I had when I read the thank you notes given to me when I was a student teacher for a few days way back then.

Oh how happy and carefree I was back then, so as we mostly were I think. I can almost smell the cooking classes we had, feel again the haughtiness and rebellious anger. All of them although a little long ago, was still so fresh to me and as always had been the best time of my life. As I look back from where I am now, I wonder where have these faces in my high school yearbook gone to? How are they doing? Interestingly, did they become the person/professional they wrote here to be? Its funny to see that I wrote in the yearbook I wanted to be a CPA. Well I did graduate knowing the accounting principles, but the wind has changed. I dont want to count money I do not own..

As I read on, I silently congratulated the faces who were consistent with what they initially wanted. I was a bit saddened by knowing some were never able to realize their dream, some needed to stop pursuing it, others didnt have the heart to start it. Me? I am just thankful that at least I made it halfway, and now, though I wont continue that CPA crown, I am still aiming and dreaming for something to achieve. Still pursuing and still wanting to realize it.

I offer a silent prayer, that all of us who dream and aspire may reach it no matter how many crossroads we might encounter. I pray that whatever direction we choose, we would still be blessed by the will, strength and the intense passion to travel the heights.