How unfortunate can I get?
I just got home from the wavy beaches of La Union. Me and my org discussed org-related things for our future development in the coming semesters.
Before going to La Union yesterday, I was feeling sick then my phone acted up. I think there’s something wrong with its ribbon flex. No key was working except the music player button and the power button. I didn’t have it fixed yet because it got well a little later.
Later that night, I decided to accompany two of my orgmates to look for a room to stay the night. The waves were so fucking strong, no wonder surfers love it. On my way back, I fell on a small crevasse. I was still wearing pants then because I didn’t want to change yet. That’s when my slipper got devastated. It was damaged beyond repair. Haha.
Then I drank a little. I woke up lying on the sand. LOL. I don’t remember a thing about how I got there… but they said that I was sitting then I fell to the ground. IDK. I was asleep.
Now I feel bad as hell. There’s hangover. And seems like flu is about to come its way. How unfortunate can I get?
But IDK. Our private event was a blast. And we all talked sense. I think if we remain dedicated to what we do, our org will live on for decades; maybe even centuries, if possible. We saw Jericho Rosales and his girlfriend too. I didn’t know that he can surf.
