Between Last Night’s Hangout and This Morning’s Hangover
I
was back hanging out in By the Bay at Island Cove with a different set of
college friends last night. Judie, Anne, Jhing, Sheena, Rodel (who introduce us
to this beach-themed bar) and I had our post-Valentine’s celebration there a
few weeks ago.This time, interestingly, only Rodel and I are the ones who have
been there before while Jhoy, Wewe, Gladys and Jane were able to join us to
commemorate the first year anniversary of our college graduation.
It
turned out to be the official press conference for Jane’s recent personal trial
as well. Things were revealed last night, and somehow half of the mystery that
surrounded the reason for this sad happening has been unveiled.
Personally,
the second visit in By the Bay wasn’t as good as my first time. I wasn’t
feeling physically well since that morning, and it was extremely breezy when we
were there that it aggravated my health condition. I didn’t enjoy the food too,
although we ordered the same as previous. The baked mussels, in particular I
think, triggered me to have a nasty vomit, and thank God I was able to make it
to the CR before I messed up and Rodel was there with me.
No
doubt, I was that night’s kill joy. I initially agreed to stay overnight at
Rodel’s place so that we friends can have more bonding time, but after that
nasty puke, I knew it would be best that I just go home.
Gladys
and I went on our respective houses while the four stayed for the night at
Rodel’s. I was feeling better when I got up this morning although I still have
such a bad hangover. I got a text message from Jane, telling me that they were
with ‘someone-I-would-like-to-see’ in the jeepney on their way to Malabon last
night. Talking about coincidence, if only I wasn’t feeling ill last night, I
would have gone with them to Rodel’ house as planned and had that chance in a
lifetime to see this person I have not seen for more than a year. I am having a
bit of regret, until I realized that this person might not be ready to see me
either. Bottom line is, it wasn’t just meant to be.
