my retarded uncle had a party of his own. a drunken fist fight then the police scene type. he got arrested. oh wait, "safekept" rather. he had this sickness of dragging his ego all over our streets until somebody steps on it. and of course, he has to make me pick up his shit all over the place. i have to leave the party for a moment and go to the police station just to check if his skull is still intact. and worse, bring him along back to our house. and within those happenings, when i already saw a van and 4 big guys with ugly oversized ashblue uniforms, i had some phone calls and boy, it was one hell of a waste of credits. first call, my other uncle who had the sort of a power over authorities but he's the one who wanted Mr. AA to be beaten up. second call, my mom who just kept on laughing and just wanted me to go on and enjoy the night. like duhr. i instantly became a sympathetic moron and face 3 grumpy, sleepy policemen who had the what-the-hell-am-i-doing-here-during-new-years-eve kind of a mood. and after 45 minutes of the pirated version of my uncle's "general daw ang tatay nya, putangina nya, susuntukin ko sya gago sya (with those air fists as its moves)", mheann, aj and ron just giggled of where egophilia could bring a homeless single 46 year old bald guy. tsk tsk. bad start of a year for him, hilarious for me.
we had our traditional new year lunch at mandaluyong and he didn't come. until i went home noticing that he did not even eat lunch and dinner. parang asong nagpapaawa. pathetic.
so as i was saying, after the AA incident, i went back at the party and got uber drunk. had some vague things inside my head now but i guess its not worth posting. still suffering from a post traumatic hangover though.
basta lesson of the year, wag uminom pag di kaya.
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