On weddings and sluggings
It was an interesting weekend.
Last Saturday, I attended a wedding of a close friend of mine from college. Yep. After almost 5 years, She and Mike have decided to tie the knot. Yay!
See, I have been a witness to this love story of theirs. Not to mention that She was the first person that I have met in UST (ever!). From enrolment to graduation, I have seen her highs and lows during college. And their meeting was one of those highlights. And if I’m not mistaken, I was the first among our barkada to have met Mike. Despite the age difference (which I would not mention, mabubuko ang age ng isa dyan, kung nababasa man niya ito, hehe!), they have managed to meet stay together and enjoy a long engagement for how many years.
That wedding was one of the most touching I have ever seen. You can see in each other’s faces how happy they are. No, happy is an understatement. Clarence and I can’t help but be ecstatic for them (Pink and Fritzie came in late, but just in time to have photo-ops with the newlyweds).
Yep, that was a wedding that was pretty unforgettable… not to mention that it sounded like it came straight out of an FM station. From the lector and the reader to the emcee and the groom (syempre), astig ang mga boses. Ang lamig, ever!
I’ve posted some pics on my multiply website, so if you want to check out this momentous event in the lives of She and Mike, click here. Still waiting for Cla’s pics, so it might get updated.
To Mr and Mrs. Michael Borricano, go forth and spread the love! Congratulations and best wishes!
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What is it with boxing that makes us so… weird?
When I was a kid, I would watch boxing matches on TV whenever my dad would tune in. So I guess that’s why until now, I’d never miss those big bouts of Espinosa, Lewis, dela Hoya and everyone else.
While watching the Morales-Pacquiao fight yesterday, I can’t help but wonder why even those people watching on TV (that would include me, I must admit) would scream instructions to the slugger. Things like, "Wag ka dyan sa corner!" or "Jab! Straight!" or "I-uppercut mo!" or "Iwas!" or "#*&**%@!!"
Really, as if he can hear us…
Well, whatever. At least Pacquiao won.
I just wished Quinito would just shut up.
