9:34 AM Thursday, November 27, 2003

On the verge of tears
all day
On the verge of getting mad
maybe even getting even
On the verge of going mad
maybe even dying
On the verge of giving up
in loving, in living
On the verge of tears
all day
With the words of love
i'm no longer hearing

On the verge of tears all day
Glassy-eyed and sad
On the verge of tears all day
Feeling lost and trapped
In a dream of despair and misery
Because of you, me and our memories...

- for what it's worth... a friend came through for me again yesterday... and I thank him...

1:20 PM Tuesday, November 18, 2003

DETACHMENT

should have been this good word that affords people an opportunity for objectivity... for a greater perspective of things... for a more rational decision...

How come then it's something that has made me more a prisoner of my irrational thinking? How come it's pushing loved ones away? How come I cannot even turn to friends for some consolation? How come I just grow sadder and infinitely more closed to the people I need and want in my life?

And the funny thing that has never occurred to me before is that one can get lost in his detachment... because sooner or later, the things you hold dear get lost.... are taken away... move on... give up...

And you wake up from your daze, from that place where you sought solace in, believing you NEEDED the respite from the pain... and you wonder where all the important things have gone... and what things, persons, memories you are still attached to...

*~*

A reason to smile.... my friend, Bhing, is due to give birth on Dec. 17. When I told the news to another friend, Allee.. she asked...

"Aba, at sino naman ang mahiwagang ama?"

Ahhh.... another sign that society has evolved into a funnier or weirder world.... where anything and everything can happen.

*~*

First time I ate at Pier One... there's this new one at Buendia, where the old Boom na Boom used to be... and anyway, am in love with vanilla ice cream milk shake. Sigh... it was just really perfect...

4:23 PM Friday, November 14, 2003

Got back from Davao yesterday... still amazed at the warmth and intensity of the reception they gave us... still reeling from the buffet at Marco Polo Hotel... still sick of durian and pomelo... still drowsy at the remembrance of going up and down in that dang elevator...

*~*

What do I want to do today... just sleep... I'm feeling all kinds of sad and self-destructive...

1:05 PM Monday, November 10, 2003

Ok... angelfire keeps kicking me out. Village Photos also leaves much to be desired. So... unless I get to upload pics for free somewhere and link them here... I will not be posting pics anymore.

It's such a hassle having to do damage-control when they kick me out eh...

And I have other things to spend money on...

So, myself in a tame but new bathing suit... you guys will have to miss...

2:17 PM Wednesday, November 05, 2003

My friend Libet is getting married. She first went steady with the guy last April 01, 1998. They will get married May 08, 2004. 6 years of going steady...

It was with a sigh of relief that I greeted her news. Finally, she's getting what she's been wishing for. Finally, the guy is willing commit totally. Finally, she will quit smoking soon. Finally, she can start having babies soon and maybe beat the deadline given to her by her ObGyne.

*~*

Weirdly enough, as I was pouring thru magazines for any tips I can give her... and to further torture her with details... I started thinking about uhm.. well... my own wedding.

I want to get married on the 28th of December, and no, it's not some bizaare fascination with the same date 2 year old boys and younger were slaughtered... I've just always attached a different meaning to NIÑOS INOSENTES, thinking that I want to get married innocent and hopeful of heart and mind...

Not that it's happening anytime for me soon...

*~*

Of legs and thighs


8:36 AM Monday, November 03, 2003

Hopeful... that was how I started this day...

Of course, the mosquito bites I found all over my arms and legs couldn't be the reason for that...

Then, as I was un-boarding this FX, I noticed this cute guy behind the wheel, getting gas... and I was feeling kikay enough to preen...

And got my thumb caught by the FX door as I was closing it...

And to think I seldom actually try to catch someone's attention... sheesh

*~*

No more tears left for me... I tried to comfort myself last night with them and some slow music but the radio in my room refused to cooperate... and I haven't really been feeling anymore as of late...

*~*

I should really not be so stupid to think and hope that just because I love a man should it mean that he can't move on without me... that just because I may want to still end up with him should it mean that there is no better woman out there... a sweeter, kinder soul than can satisfy his dreams and wants and needs... someone else who can spell the difference between happiness and loneliness for him...

I lose my rights to spell that difference when I say goodbye to someone... I lose my rights to someday claim OUR future dreams...

If only i'd keep on remembering...