twenty one March 19, 2009 blotted aT 09:48 PM maryl i am officially, irrevocably twenty one and it doesn't feel anything like what i thought it might. i dont feel the harshness of being alone, the demented memory loss or even the crippling tiredness. being twenty one is just like being sixteen with the perks of alcohol and gambling. of course you're parents wont be able to claim additional deductions in their tax returns but at least you can already get your license once you pass the boards and well work your arse off. i turned twenty one last march 18 and they gave me a bash. we had a yellow cake and yellow tablecloth. we had turkey (aka. mini ostrich daw), pseudo-knicker bocker and crab fooyong. my friends came and we laughed the night away. of course my day did not end until i saw gray at least 5 times. he was grinning and smiling and wishing me all the best face to face. of course he was inside my ipod and i was in bed. but it was more than enough. and well suddenly DK's four o'clock greeting paled in comparison to gray's smiley good luck. thank you bears.. mahal ko kayo!   oh.oh.oh i really hope DK was not pissed when i texted him 'cge.. ingatz'. afterall he uses it all the time when he textes me.     and after everything... heres to noses and grins..     3 drank my thoughts.