This was my 4th time to be (or for my face to appear) on paper excluding OJT days. This one is different though because I got featured as an “artist/designer” and not as a writer. A friend asked me if I could design a logo for Philstar’s 21st anniversary special and even with the real short notice, I found it too tempting to resist. Haha. I cannot resist a little taste of fame. For serious, it feels good that even if I am not practicing hardcore journalism as my profession I still get to be a part of it - even with just extra shots. haha. 
I don’t usuallybroadcast stuff like this that’s why I get surprised everytime my friends send me text messages telling me that they read my feature. Gawd, you really flatter me and put me in the limelight in your little impish ways. Haha. And I wouldn’t post this one if a record-breaking number of friends didn’t make me realize that I should be proud of my work (even if I think it’s mediocre). I love you guys - I didn’t know that most of you still read newspapers and I am glad you did even when I didn’t tell you you’d find me there.
Mine is on the extreme left.
I couldn’t find an artsy pic, this should do.
(an authentic stolen shot. promise)
I was lazy to scan it, so I just took a picture. Ain’t bad, huh? Anyway, that was published last Saturday. If you have it, browse it.
“At the end of the day, there are some things you just can’t help but talk about. Some things we just don’t want to hear, and some things we say because we can’t be silent any longer. Some things are more than what you say, they’re what you do. Some things you say cause there’s no other choice. Some things you keep to yourself. And not too often, but every now and then, some things simply speak for themselves.” - Grey’s Anatomy
Take it out on nobody. Just take it out without stopping. When you’re here, it’s always my turn to act nice, say something rude, to ask impatiently…
…to rant in rage, to stay in oblivion, to drown in melancholia and to get high on ecstacy and fool everybody(yeah!haha). Gotcha!
There are days when all you do is try to remember things you shouldn’t forget and days when you keep remembering things you tried hard to get past. But today I remember the day I don’t regret getting caught up in. The lost of a first love.
“I see the memories of your smile
remembering the way things used to be
and now i just watch how you are
fading…”
It was time to drive me home and he played this one. It was the first time I learned that he has a copy of this song, I was surprised and it gave me a good cry. He held me close and told me I was right about what I said, it was the first time he agreed with me. He hugged me tight and pulled away without haste, it was the first time he didn’t look back. It was the first time at the last time when he didn’t make me feel bad about saying goodbye - because it was the right choice. It was the best step. It was what we needed most.
None of the moments I’ve had with him embittered me. I loved him at his best and at his worst. I embraced him with the utmost willingness to take all the blessedness that comes with pain. I made myself aware that there’s a great possibilty of losing in the end even if I know I played it well because really,life isn’t about winning. For me, it’s about taking chances.
I gave myself a chance to love. And now, a chance to be better at it. 
Whoever comes next would be really really lucky. Haha. And if you don’t think I am worth the effort, you’re better off feeding your ego with false impressions.
“She’s tough. She tries to hide it. She’s difficult. But if you make an effort, she’s worth it.”
Oohh, sooo…am I worth it? Because I can be difficult at times. Most of the time. Now you think I’m scaring you off, huh? Hmm, maybe I am. Haha.
Anyway, happy 1st year of singlehood to me! Thanks to everyone who remembered and greeted me! Haha. Though it gets lonely sometimes, it is incontestable…that I am loving it! 
Yesterday was Rem’s Birthday and that was the first time in months that we were able to spend the day together again - just us. Just like old times with my guy bestfriend. I really had fun even if we had to rush back home because of some “emergency” or “urgency”. Haha.
It’s really great to be living near bars and restaurants because you can just literally stroll around and discover good food and a nice spot to relax, too. I tried jotting down all the cheapest places but I do take note of the ones I haven’t been to. Haha. So, we had our dinner at Nineteen 20 Restaurant along Sgt. Esguerra. The lomi and lechon kawali were okay. The prices are on the average. The people hanging out there are, well, mostly yuppies and students. There’s no non-smoking area for those who hate smokers. The music ranges from alternative to house music. Haha. Too bad the place don’t turn into a clubber’s bar after 10pm.
Next stop, Starbucks (near Virgin Cafe), I forgot the name of the street. Truth is, I am only familiar with Sct. Ybardolaza and Sct. Borromeo besides Timog. So we stayed there until almost 2am. If it wasn’t for the security guard who kept on excusing himself and asking us if he could turn off the lights, we wouldn’t have gotten a clue that they’re about to close shop and we wouldn’t have noticed that we were the only people left inside. Haha.
It was a blast, Seish! Cheers! Happy Birthday!
Oh, here are the pictures. Kulit mo, tsong! At payat ka pa rin! Haha. Missed you!
