Pampangalore

We went to SM Pampanga and watched The Avengers last Monday. Never too late for us to go and watch it. I really have to say it was AWESOOOOOOME.

I enjoyed the movie except for the part where some jerks on our back kept talking loud, and I was like, what the hell?! That’ll be the most stupid thing one can do inside a movie house.

Who cares with what they’re talking about, people paid to watch a movie not for a talk show.

So it was Paul, you-know-who and I. Yea, the THREE of us. And yea again, it kinda sucks. It was Paul’s “birthday gift” to you-know-who, and I really think he has other purpose for this, and that I’m not sure of.

Maybe Paul likes him. Oh back off. He’s all mine! Or, I don’t know. Err. He kept on insisting he would treat us out, so for his third try, I just said yes and think of it as a favor to him. I know it’s very kind of him to treat us out, but didn’t it pop to his mind it’s kinda awkward to be with two lovers whom might be happier if they spend the time without him? Yknow? Like walking on sidewalks, it’s hard for the third person to fit. Maybe it would have been better if there’ll be four of us. I tried asking our other friends to come but they wouldn’t want to. Despite those I sincerely thank you Paul, for the movie, and the food, and the shirt. I appreciate your generosity, but I’d rather spend my own money in such situation. It wasn’t a friend’s job to treat a friend for a movie date. It really isn’t.