dasal (isyu at daing ng madaldal na isipan)

this is the recapulation of Mich's headbang party...

(this was taken before the celebration - Loi was already ahead of us...) 

(disclaimer: though the visual presentation don't support it, i didn't drink. that's conviction -

but i love them still. we're still on the same boat...)

while they were bonding, I decided that...

Ethyl and i would never be friends again...
(so, Rai and I played whatever you call that...while I snatched...but she set aside her sanity afterwards...)

while they were drinking,

i was battling with the supposed-to-be chicharong bulaklak...

(please, i'm concen - oh, a <picture> shot won't hurt...)

we were cleansed with flooding tears...

(Rai is straightforward when she's under "the influence" - of ethyl, not something more complex...)

we were forged with excruciating heat...

(i wonder if these two will ever be...)

empirical puzzles tried to make us crazy, but to no avail...

(G, i pray that the curse you bestowed upon that cube would be broken...tapusin mo 'yan nursing!)

crumped together since birth...

we still help each other out...

(actually, we're trying to calm Eiah: Loi is about to puke on her bed...the last

time that happened, it was horrific - all over Meko...<puke>)

or just decide to lie down with it, we still manage...

(Loi, don't you realize you're close to getting raped? tsk, tsk, tsk...you're feigning sleep...)

whether we look at the world from down below, we still manage to smile authentically...

(Go Spurs! Mek and Mich, i swear will all the cowgirl traits I have, I'll find that Spurs pin...)

eventhough we claim to be God's, we still stumble - but we're STILL holding on...

(understood, Jay. things will turn up for you in His time...

for the meantime, would you PLEASE, for the nth time, stop

bugging me! The chicharong bulaklak looks like angel's breath inklings...)

thanks to God, long-distance friendship is now a thing of the past...
(so, Rai, pang-ilang picture mo na 'to?haha...

"darating talaga 'yun time na magiging committed ako kay Lord...")

the war have been neither lost nor won - but hopefully, friendship was retrieved...

("Ikaw, 'di mo ba kami na-miss?" - Rai

G, welcome back...haha...) 

sad to admit that ethyl somehow puts things back where they're supposed to be...

(chinky-eyed reconciliation  for Mek and Mich after three rounds of emotional-inducing chemicals) 

wounded at times, but resiliency was born as our eternal company...

("Regardless of what you feel, anong naramdaman mo..." -Eiah)

trying hard to open our eyes to see... (haha,exemption goes to Loi, as always)

it's already been etched on the bottom of every bottle: we will level-up - SOON.

Uncredited AH