vigan part2: everything else
so, as a person who pretends she is not a loser, its such a loserish move for me to write about the vigan trip when its all and done. vigan was eons ago (e.g. a week), and it must be buried along with the other wonderful memories, (laguna days, debuts, anti-earl day) and never be attempted to reproduce. i mean you do know that memories suck when you try to produce a carbon copy of it.
anyhooos. enough of the drama.
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so apart from the bus ride shenanigan, there's the party shenanigan. the pool party shenanigan whih was set in no other than thr girl's heritage resort, was as nica would call it "the legal party". batch party. woohoo!
ok, fine. it sucked for some of us, but a lot of people had fun. I MEAN HOW DARE THEY NOT HAVE FUN! THERE'S A POOL, THERE'S FOOD, THERE'S BOOZE, AND THERE ARE PEOPLE!!!! i mean, fine, the only source of music we got that night was the crappy karaoke which we didnt get to enjoi because some other people were hogging it.
BUT IT WAS A PARTY!
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more or less, what we did in vigan are as follows:
1. go to pretty places and take pictures of ourselves.
2. buy stuff and take pictures of ourselves
3. relax in the bus and take pictures of ourselves
the place was reaally awesome... it was the perfect photo op. and there were camera's everywhere, i mean i couldnt help but pose. even if i tried, my limbs would rearrange themselves and my pearly whites really wanted to shine! so there we go. thats why we have sooo many pictures.
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descriptions for dino's whatsoever ever thingy thing he wants me to do:
1. marcos overload. we went to the first malacanang of ilocos (i think), we saw his freezing dead body. gawd, he's short. and he looked like he wasnt made of human flesh. he looked like some very skillfully done tda-plate.
2. cobble everywhere. the pretty paoay church and the lighthouse. cobbles give that back to the golden era vibes. and heritage village, vigan too.
3. basi is not alcohol. i mean, that's what they say. yadayadyada. i got the best of it. i got the last pour from the banga thingy and it was so concentrated, i thought id get drunk from a teaspoon. oh yeah. nvm. its not alcohol. its actually some kind of sauce. yadayadayada. im boring myself.
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