After loads of errands last Saturday (Read: Wedding dash in Binondo and Divisoria), Fred and I managed to rest and we decided to just eat at a quaint little restaurant (Fluke) which I love at A.Venue Mall.
It's very near our house plus the food is great. We were supposed to eat something African but mum doesn't like that. Yes, she was our date.
After eating chicken ala pobre and my favorite lemon squares, I threw up everything just outside A.Venue mall. I was pathetic. All the ladies were pretty in their little black dresses and I was throwing up all I that I have eaten (which wasn't too much) as my mascara was smearing. I felt ugly.
Of course mum and fred were there to make me feel better.
That was my date. One of kind eh?
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