Hawaiian Park

I haven't spoken to my family for quite some time now. There are moments when i wish we, four, had a better relationship, but then again, who in their right mature mind believes that life turns out as they want it?

This friday was unusually hectic for my non-existent social life. David Roman (MY David Roman's cousin) invited me and Dave to a hawaiian party in Brooklyn and ET, Angel, and I mad plans to meet with Anj in the city. YES, another visitor. Keep on coming colleagues!




Four of us went to Park in 17th St. bet 10th and 11th Avenue. It wasn't very crowded, although parking was immensely irritating. It was my first time there, and it wasn't half bad. An indoor park, as the bar/resto's name proclaims.

I left after an hour because the hawaiin party was starting to dwindle. I felt bad because i wasn't able to say goodbye to the three, but when love calls, you better answer it (i'm sooo lame. that's actually a romance novel i've read the last year. good novel, btw.)

The next day, I had dinner with Pat, Rica, Anj at Sripraphai in Queens. It's cheap good Thai cuisine for a decent ambience.

Welcome back Pat! Keep off that 10 lbs you lost!



Afterwards, it was Play for us. Me & Rica versus Anj and Pat in pool. Let's not mention who won..