family

i went out last night with a co-worker who's leaving for LA. he's a really GREAT guy, who works so hard, yet doesn't stress out like other people... which stresses me out. at any rate, we went to palomino's for happy hour. crowded. and then we went to do re mi for karaoke. it was fun. i LOVED their sound system in their rooms. of course, i sang all boy band songs - well just BACKSTREET BOYS! in between songs, i was just watching the group with me - all friends and co-workers of kevin. this was honestly the first time that i was in a group where i was the only filipino/minority... well can't really say minority cuz all the other guys there were gay. but it was cool getting into my flow with BSB.

but yeah, i started to think about my friends - whom i think of as really my family. so as i sat there watching people singing madonna songs, i was missing some people. i felt bad at the same time, cuz this voice in my head kept telling me, "dude, your here for Kevin!" but i just kept thinking of the peeps above. PLUS my Sinag Fambam too.