I spent Friday evening with my family (and by family, I mean--the Lagmans, Catelos, de Leons and Ocampos) at Ichi Japanese Restaurant in Paseo. The young 'uns--Kuya Joe, JM, Grace, Jinxx and me--stayed in one table while the oldies occupied two tables.

While the 40-year-olds and above were busy talking about summer get-aways ("Bohol! Bohol!" / "Swimming ulit!" / "Gusto ko mag-airplane naman!" / "Cebu Pacific yung mga girls, PAL ang mga lalaki!"), we littl'uns were deep in serious conversation about life and relationships. Naks naman! Hahaha!

Anyhoo. Kuya Joe and I were talking about our cousins *ahem*sige na, wala na akong bibigay na names*ahem* and the...er, many relationships they've had. I was telling him I have to catch up with the rest of the cousins, since most have their exes and ako wala pang "ex". Haha. Then we came to this conclusion about the Ocampo kids--and these were Kuya Joe's words:

"Ang mga panganay naman, hindi nang-iiwan."

Oh? Well, there's always a first time for everything. Let me be the first. Haha. :P

Before dinner ended, I had a thought--and it keeps bothering me: I said last week that my life doesn't revolve around HIM, and HE said, "Talaga?" as if HE didn't believe my words.

If HE was right, that is just sad. For me, I mean.

Damn, I am being taken over by the Dark Side! Shit, Jake. Shit. Haha. Joke lang, Seatmate. :)