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Happy Belated Birthday? Part 2
Well, this is sorta even more late than the one before. Hehe.

So, here's the deal for the Friday of that week, which was, sorta, in a way, the second twist for my 16th birthday.

So, the week was used to build up the shiz behind the (F) word concert, which was after the classes that day. So, for that week, we put up the posters and shiz for the concert. Sometime that week, during one of those times when we were putting up the posters, something, uh, horrible happened. Really really horrible. So horrible, that I wouldn't even tell you about it. I'll just say it will crack you up.

Also, I was assigned the task of making the concert posters for the thing. Thanks and hugs for Adie for the thinggus and printing our shit. Joker will handle our finances to pay for it. Loves.

So, that Friday, before going to the concert, I went and looked around SM North to comfort me a bit. You know, go window shoppers mode. Bought something to make me feel even better. Then it was time to go to the (F) word concert. At Bantayog. Which practically became AKSIS's off-campus HQ. I mean, seriously. We'v used the damn place twice for the two years we've been alive. That's WOW.

Anyway, I went to Pisay first to check on the posters that we were supposed to use to decorate the place. When I got there, i noticed that the 4 front posters were still there; they were supposed to be there as well. At least the (F) word posters weren't there, which means they were in Bantayog already.

I walked (yes, you read right, WALKED) towards Bantayog with Luna and Nixxx and Gino and the other guys. They were gonna play as a band (K band). Along the way, they were discussing how to properly tell the audience that they will not play any instruments AND not seem unprepared. Heh. I just told them that they can do it and that they should rock in Bantayog any way they want to, with or without instruments. ALSO, along the way, Joker/Pau (who cares, same size anyway) called me to tell me to buy water and shiz for the AKSIS people and others who were there. I was already tired from walking (well, not really, just a bit lang) and I didn't know a store on the way. I don't know what happened on the other line, but the call ended with a very public FUCK YOU on my side of the line, and in front of the streetwalkers with us. The guys who were with me just applauded and stuff. Heh.

So, at Bantayog, I got some wording from Joker and Pau about the incident, but I just waved it off and went to MY task at hand; decorating the bare Bantayog. We were still sorta mad/angry at each other for the phone thing, so I sorta did the decorating thing without them, just to spite them. It is my task, after all.

I decide to place the posters on the two main trees on the entrance to the "Open-Air" stage we had at the field in the Bantayog. Of course, I had there my AKSIS assistant of the year, Marz (sorry Marz, pero you kinda are, practically. hehe.) and three people to do the work for me (hehe.): John-John (go monkey!), Franco (who called upon the spirits to calm the tree people), and Esguerra (who was the only one tall enough to do the tying). After that, we were able to enjoy the rest of the concert. Well, of course, not without Joker criticizing my work. Heh.

But of course, as the nature of our friendship is, Joekr and I soon calmed down a bit and became amicable. I asked him if I could text my dad to tell him that I would be coming home late (from the concert). And I thought I'd be staying with AKSIS for the rest of the night, just under the sky and the moon, the wild sounds of the city night just surrounding us, just as our rock bands try to block out the noise with their own. (Naks, poetic.) That is, until my dad replied. That we had a family dinner. That night. Of course I couldn't say no.

So, my dad and I just texted back and forth for the few first parts of the concert. Until he stopped replying. Which was about duringthe start of the Rendrops part. So, I just decided to give back to Joker the phone and stopped texting "Mr. Estrada" (which was how my dad's number was named in his phone. can you believe it? my dad, on Joker's phone. heh.) and enjoyed the rest of the concert.

Then I got worried. My dad didn't text back, and part one was about to end. So, I walked around for a while, checking if he came down there to pick me up or something. Then, after a few more moments of hanging around, I did what a good boy would do; go home. So, I went outside Bantayog, and , luckily, in the seemingly traffic spot in front of Bantayog was an empty taxi, stuck there in traffic. And so, I got home.

And when I got home, my dad told me that he wasn't able to reply back because he exercised. And that we won't be leaving for at least 45 minutes. Damn. Imagine all the things I could have seen in Bantayoby that time. Oh well.

ANd so, we went to my tita's house from a taxi. We rang the doorbell, my tita comes out to open the gate and welcomes us in. She asks about where I cam from, and asked about the concert. And we walked along and enetered the house. And then I see...

Will Be Updated. Srsly.