It's a very known fact that I am a tomboy. Most of my friends are guys and I don't mind being around them. I don't get shy around boys because I feel that I share a connection with them. Not in a flirtatious kind of way that you guys might think.
I don't know the exact reason why I get along with them. Maybe because I basically grew up with my two older brothers guiding me all the way up to my college life. I act like a boy. I think like a boy. I talk like a boy. And these may be the reasons why I am being misunderstood by many. But what the hell. At the end of the day, what matters is that I know I won't anything to endanger my morals and safety. I know myself too well to give in to shitty stuffs like what my mom thinks. :)
Moving on, today I watched the do or die game of our section. It's a go hard or go home match for the team. I am not a really big fan of NBA or PBA but I like watching people whom I personally know playing the sport. I arrived during the 2nd quarter of the game, and to my horror there were no other people to support them but me. I kinda felt bad for them. They were way behind the other team and it went on for the rest of the game. They finished with a 14 point deficit which really made them really depressed.
So as a consolation, after eating lugaw and kikiam, I invited them to play Rockband 3. And yes, everything courtesy of me. I'm such a good friend! :)) Haha! At least, the one hour break from Diwa Cruz's unending bitterness about the lost game was all worth it! It was replaced by the music of Dashboard Confessional, Evanessence, Nirvana and John Lennon on the side. My moolah was worth it. Even if they lost the battle and made an early exit, at least, they won a friend in me. Hehe! :)
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