I didn’t know about the rest of Cebu but I like the DJ last Saturday night at Formo’s 2nd year anniversary. They were serving Smirnoff and SMLs and Tonics and I was hazy from the disco balls of yore. Gaah. We were there at 10pm – too early for the posse. Gwen doesn’t seem to think so and wanted to go to Vudu and of course at 11pm, we, plus two other groups were seated and listening to RNB until the whole place flooded with people at 2am.
Perhaps they will just account on how fun that weekend was. We went to Loft after, too.
It doesn’t even feel right to talk about the whole thing because I was sick last weekend and the whole health issue culminated to me being admitted in the hospital. After 48 years in Cebu, my lungs finally gave up on me. I’ve been complacent about my asthma since June. That’s what I got for being so – hospital bills and a panicky dad.
Monday afternoon I went to Chong Hua, Cebu Doc and Perpetual and I do not know why but all of Cebu decided to be sick that day and all rooms were full. A friend went with me. No biggie. He stayed and played watcher for two days. Now that was big.
He made me realize something else, too, when he went, “You have a lot of friends and none of them can even stay here and watch over you?”
Oh my. Oh my. I must have done something wrong again this time. Sigh. Let me just console myself with a little of my Pablo Neruda.
I’m okay now. Everything is in working order. ? I’m back to the world, I’ve come back to the world, and the world is kind enough to welcome me back. ? ? ?
Off to go see A Love Story in Ayala! Woot!