Our unforgivable vanity in front of the ticket booth in Eastwood.
My unforgettable night with my chicas.
The (almost) endless, noisy sound trip ever!!
The Open Season movie trip.
The table hockey addicts.
We hate the taxi that never came.
We love my sister who drove us to Eastwood.
The separate dinner. No comment.
The oh-my-god-joreza-nabutas -ung-paper-bag-mo-sa-loob-ng-peoplearepeople. Heeeelp!!
We are shopaholics and we know it.
We are Nuts About Candy.
This is THE dramarama in Eastwood.
