Fuzz, BC and Drunken Lady

Being with Brother Otter and going to his old elementary and high school seems a little weird because not only does he remember, but I remember some parts of it. What's funny is that he bought an elementary school PE shirt for his son~ *laughs*

We went around Baguio to the places that we use to go to and see what we remember, things have changed and sadly, it's not as green as we remembered but we met up with his neighborhood friends and only one remembers me as the "small chinky eyed girl" and Brother Otter would say that I'm the "clingy one". *laughs* As much as I want to remember them, all I saw was my brother.

Then later, we were suppose to see some of his other friends that we haven't met yet but they all bailed with some emergency... So we called up two others that we've already met and hung out at some bar called "18BC"... Can someone tell me why I'm going to a bar with my brother? Isn't it not suppose to be like that? *laughs*

OH, we also thought about this random thing that we never thought about before. Okay, here it is. The men that sell taho always seem to know how to keep it hot even though they've been walking around for hours; the men that are in charge of the "dirty ice cream" always seem to know how to keep their ice cream cold even though they walk around in the heat; but when we order pizza from Pizza Hut or some other pizzaeria... The pizza always seem to come cold even though we ordered it 30-minutes ago. WEIRD RIGHT? Is it just Brother Otter and I? *laughs*

Grandma Otter doesn't want to go back to Canada. It's too cold for her and she's not too independent but she gets free checkups... But I want her to see her grandson since he's turning three this coming 29th but you know, she doesn't want to leave.

Now that I left Brother Otter with his two friends at the bar (because it might be weird with me around), now they're moving to another one. I don't know what my brother gave me but I feel fuzzy...

And I'm stuck in an internet cafe, filled with flying... Uhm, I don't know what they're called but they look like bees with dragonfly-like wings and not only that, but there's this drunken lady here...

She's speaking English, Tagalog, French and Spanish. She changes it and she seems to be talking to someone online with the headphones. She says the most random things like, "I love Osama Bin Laden. I want to get married in New York, with my family, and bring some prostitutes and balut."; "The Twin Towers are mine."; "I want to murder someone... *screams* I love God. Even though I can't lick him, I love him~"; Then she started to count, do the whole kiddy "close-open" game... And then she started to act a bit slutty, moaning and talking about slutty things in the languages that she knows. *laughs* Slutty Linguist! And then she was saying, "Who's head is broken?" and I said, "Yours... For sure."

Before she left, she was trying to advertise something (maybe something slutty) and then Mother Otter said, "I feel like I'm so close to you now..." and she said, "Yeah, me too." and when she was about to leave, we tell her to have a goodnight, that we'll see her soon and she invited us to whatever advertisement she was trying to post and I told her that I'm surely going to come and we're going to have a great time. I also said, "Goodnight, giiiiiiiirlfriend~" in my sassy-way. Now that she's gone, the internet cafe isn't as fun anymore because she isn't shouting random things. OH, and she's a manager of something at SM and she's Caucasian. LOL, I wonder what she's been drinking and smoking.

Ohmygosh... Now I have a tummy ache. *sobs*

Fuzzyaches,
Otter