Stepping Into The Wild

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SHARA!!

Sangria. :)

Not SANGKAI. Hahah.

Thank you for having us at your BBQ birthday party yesterday! I am a happy camper now because I got to spend time with all the gurrls. We ate, bitched, laughed, drank and bitched some more. We are a meeeaan ass bunch. But I love you guys anyway.

Funny story.

We're driving back from Tropicana, all tired and full. Karina's sending all of us back. She looks to the left and starts screaming bloody murder and points and the side mirror. I'm sitting in the passeneger seat and look over and I start screaming bloody murder. The cycle of bloody murder screams continue.

It was a HUGE ASS MOTHER FUCKING GECKO literally stuck on the side mirror.

That thing scared the shit outta us. This wasn't your ordinary house lizard. It was bigger. With spots. *Shivers* I felt like dying because by just looking at that damned thing, I got the feeling like it was on me or something. Plus, Karina's one of the most tensed drivers in the world and I don't think she appreciated us shouting out, "Go faster so it'll drop off!" or "Brake hard!" or "Ohmygod, it just moved!"

And I got fucked because I called shotgun and was practically leaning towards Karina so I wouldn't have to look at it. Farwin was not much help. "Put the window down and pull it off!!".
ERGH. Nevertheless, Farwin saved the day. We stopped at a gas station and she got down and flicked the bugger off the car, while I scrambled into her spot in the backseat.

Another story to reminisce about during our coffee moments. :)

I'll miss all this shit, man.