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ROOFTOP GIMMICK

Last Sunday was part of a long weekend so I decided to invite friends over to my place for a little get together. It was the excuse I was looking for to use the upstairs of my place. You see, my house has a roof deck. Since we moved in some few months ago, the roof deck has been rather unused. We set it up like another sala and is perfect for entertaining. So finally my friends and I decided to use it.

It was sort of a potluck. Art brought the beer, I gave the pizza (Brooklyn Pizza, to those out of BF you don't know what you're missing), Tito brought the barbecue from Phase 1, Angel brought Vodka, my sister gave Shakers and Nordic Ice, my mom corned beef balls, James the soft drinks for the weak. That was enough food and drinks for everyone. It was nice to be part of conversations where the topics were deep (you know Friendster questions?) but everyone was intoxicated and giving really funny answers (even if they were trying to be serious). But because they were drunk, you know they were being truthful. Tito seemed like a genius that night. Jay on the other hand was giving all safe answers. I guess it was because Val was right beside him.

All in all a fun night. One by one we staggered down the steps. Some crawling into their cars. Not realizing it was five in the morning. This "party" was long overdue. Maybe I'll use it as my birthday party for this year that never was. Make sense? Now to come up with another excuse.

“ROOFTOP GIMMICK”