In 9 hours, I'll be boarding a Caticlan- bound plane with my suitcase, my laptop, my backpack, my straw hat (which is impossible to pack into the suitcase), a package that looks like it contains an illegal substance (actually, those are just invitations to the bar's 2nd anniversary which we're giving out in hotels), 6 cases of Jose Cuervo Tequila and 4 cases of Johnnie Walker Black.

A and I spent time together after work yesterday and today. We had dinner at the bar and went to Starbucks for dessert (where we saw Karel Marquez who was just so pretty). We spent the time reading his messages from my phone as far back as two years ago, when we were still just friends and when we first got together. I was laughing at how corny he was, though at that time, I found it so sweet and kilig. Tonight, A and I had dinner at Pasto and went to Brother's Burgers to get milkshakes for dessert.

Sometimes, whenever my trip to Boracay comes up in our conversations, I tease A that I'd be a bad girl and do a lot of naughty stuff. For instance:

A: You know, guys might come on to you and flirt with you.
Me: Baby, don't worry. They won't flirt with me...
A: That's good!
Me: It's me you should be worried about!

OR

A: (Not minding me, taking photos with my digicam)
Me: (Making a list of things I have to bring to Boracay) Camera, camera charger, book, cellphone charger, mosquito repellant.... , (then jokingly) condoms...

Whenever I tease A like that, he suddenly looks at me in shock and when he sees my teasing smile and the humorous glint in my eye, he starts shaking his head and sighs "Haaaaay, baby!"

And if I make such jokes, he, in turn, pretends to be the uber strict, jealous boyfriend.

"Don't go home by yourself! Always ask one of the waitstaff to accompany you home!"
"Don't accept drinks from guys. It might have some drug that makes you lose consciousness! And God knows where you'll wake up!"

A: Don't talk to guys, okay?
Me: How about gays?
A: No. You can't talk to men.
Me: How about boys?
A: No boys, no men, no guys.

OR

A: Is the beige bikini your skimpiest bikini? The one with the string on the sides?
Me: Yes.
A: Don't wear that. Only wear it when I'm here. (He meant 'here with you').
Me: (Flashing my winning smile) Okay, I'll only wear it when you're here (as in here in Manila).

OR

A: I want you to take pictures of all the guys who ever talked to you. I want you to write their names and contact numbers where I could reach them.

OR

A: I don't want you walking on the beach with some guy. If ever a guy walks with you, he has to be 2 meters away from you.

OR

After telling me not to accept drinks from strangers because it might contain 'antiban,' the rape drug.

A: Let's pretend I'm a dashing, handsome guy who will offer you a drink.
Me: Pretend lang that you're dashing and handsome?
A: (In role play mode) Hey Cat! Here! (Thrusting a drink into my hand) Have a drink, on me!
Me: (In my best Grade One, innocent child voice) My boyfriend said not to accept drinks from strangers because it might have 'antiban!' (Smiling, like a proud child who said the right answer)
A: Very good!

So what is the point of this entry? I just wanted to remember the conversations because they were funny and I had a blast teasing A and seeing the shocked look on his face and I enjoyed listening to his crazy 'rules'.

A, even if I tease you, you know it's not true and I wouldn't do that to you. Don't worry, I'll text you all the time and I won't accept drinks from strangers or guys that I just met nor would I leave any drink unattended (Heck, I don't drink anyway!) As you know, I always ask Mang Glenn to accompany me home (that's because my laptop is too heavy to be lugging around for a long time and I'm scared I'll bump into some local monster or spirit). Lastly, I promise that I'll come home in one piece. Pick me up on Sunday, okay? Try not to get stressed at work, go out with Bri this weekend or get some rest, and if Esmie, the 45 year old secretary of the Creatives Department who has a crush on you asks you out, you have my full on support! Just don't kiss her! :) I love you, babylicious! PS. I promise I'll be a good girl.