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Whoa! I think I had a dramatic entry with that very same title way back in October when things were still scattered. But we’re very blessed we survived and became much closer after that. A sweet escape indeed. Hehe.

Anyway, this isn’t about anything major. I just decided to put some music there starting today. Pags and I were at work this evening and he played this song and I’m sure I’ve heard this one weeks before. Maybe I was just too busy to care about my new favorite song that’s why I ignored the tune. But it has now caught up with me and here it is. Hehe… I know everyone will surely be playing this everywhere soon (or maybe you guys already are and I’m a loser to actually think I played it first – nyahaha) and it’ll rocket its way up on the Billboard Hot 100 in the next couple of weeks. I just saw the golden video a while ago – and it’s really pretty – when I fortunately had the time to sit down and watch TV. This is why I love weekends.

And I’m still going to write more about our Baguio trip. The second day was really tiring but it was the greatest. The sweetest escape I’ve had so far. I grew up in Manila so it’s always amazing for me to experience farms and veggies and all those bahay-kubo-kahit-munti scenes right in front of my face. Primarily, here’s what really made the whole trip unforgettable:

Isn’t that pretty? Hehe. I’m going to sleep now. Happy listening everybody and have a great weekend.

It was only a month ago when Bryan and I hit Baguio. Last Friday, we went there again for a brief trip, this time together with Gladys and Mary Ann. The idea surfaced last week when, during our pre-Valentine’s dinner, we agreed to take Mary Ann there for her first visit. Gladys also agreed to go, though skeptical, when she found out. Hehe. And then the rest just fell into their happy places. Another round of sleep-depriving days fooling around the city, camwhoring and just making each moment worth our while.

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That entry for Nholi’s homecoming came a week ahead of its time. It’s suited for this one. Anyway, last Saturday we had another little get-together for our barkada’s anniversary. See, it was the 10th of February seven or eight years ago when our little group started. You know how it was in high school… You’d go with a bunch of people once then twice then suddenly you’d start writing letters to each other promising how you’d be best friends forever. That’s how we began and look how we are now. So cool.

I had to leave early because I was out with Bryan that afternoon buying several things for the house. I was tired and I also had to work on this little project and of course the inescapable chores. Sorry if I didn’t say goodbye properly cos I knew you wouldn’t let me leave. Hehe… Too bad I missed the pizza but I was happy to be there and see you. Until next time. Happy Anniversary to us. Sana next time kumpleto naman tayo!

Nandirito kami ang barkada mong tunay aawit sa’yo
Sa lungkot at ligaya, hirap at ginhawa, kami’y kasama mo…

Darn! I hate my hair! I’m gonna switch it back to my old do this week.

I just woke up. I hit the hay at around midnight with this list of chores to do the next day but when Bryan arrived 2AM, he woke me up and said he’d treat me to an early breakfast. Well he did mention something about that the other day but since he said he’d be meeting his friends Friday night I assumed he wouldn’t be home until sunrise so I thought maybe we’d take that famous breakfast on Sunday instead. It was a bit of a torture getting out of bed and forcing my way into decent clothes. After an hour, I was done and we left.

Along the way I’ve been talking to him about Heaven and Eggs but he kept it clear that we wouldn’t be dining there. Darn! I love their toasts so much and it’s been a while since we last ate there. Then after several minutes of speedy cab ride we arrived in Eastwood just beside his new office. It was a fine building and it seems a good place to work in (well, not to mention it’s just beside City Walk). We went to Something Fishy for an eat-all-you-can morning. It sucked a bit cos I thought if I ran towards Heaven and Eggs I’d somehow pursuade him to just stay there instead, but along the way he kept telling me stories about things he knew I’d be interested in and I totally forgot my Plan A. All of a sudden he was already opening the wooden doors of the resto for me and I had no choice but to enter. I had to bear the torture of being that close to those holy pancakes and not get any.

It was my first time there and t’was cool cos I love buffets. Often times I tend to procrastinate to protect my *ehem* low-profile image, but it’s hard cos I really eat a lot. Can’t help myself. But that day I hit the long table only twice but I made sure I had my time with the food. Hehe… Sweet. The food wasn’t exactly alongside Dad’s level but it’s worth the moment and the money. I enjoyed my time there. Too bad we didn’t have pictures together but I was able to take a pic of my little meal. Hehe.

Whew! Finally it’s Friday, thank God. I can’t wait to take my favorite sleep-all-day weekend.

Anyway, I just had Kaye on the phone and it was fun talking to him again. I still don’t like the idea of a pajama party and sleeping inside a tent. It used to fascinate me when I was a kid but I think I some-how developed resistance over it ever since I saw The Blair Witch Project. OMG! It was such a creepy scene and besides, I don’t feel safe sleeping inside a blanket shaped like a cave. Can’t take the incessant rustling. And any moment it could just burn or maybe a freakin’ beast might crash it and I wouldn’t be able to do anything inside. And I hated camping as well after that. But, hmmm… On the second thought, Brokeback Mountain got me into reconsidering it. Hehe! OKAY, that was a joke. I never liked tents, really.

It’s kinda silent around here. Bryan’s out with his friends from his former company so I’m here alone. I don’t feel like going out. I just wanna eat, watch TV and then sleep. It’s weird actually. Hehe. Now, I refuse invitations to parties. Suddenly I just turned into a homebody and I can’t believe I’m liking it. Maybe that’s why I’m starting to gain weight again. Awww… I wish I had bought new magazines for tonight. Or I should’ve booked myself a home-service full-body massage. Haaay… Too bad Tess now resides in Batangas – I don’t know a good masseuse to replace her. Suggestions, anyone? All I can do now is to finish this little project that I’m doing so I’ll be able to deploy it sooner.

I think I’m gonna have my second dinner. Ciao!

The other night an old friend from land-so-far-away-that-text-messages-get-delayed-for-120-seconds returned here in Manila for a brief visit. It wasn’t scheduled and I got plenty of things to do but since we’ve almost considered him non-existent then suddenly he’d appear without notice, it was something that we could not pass up on. Joke.

Anyway, these people have been with me ever since I can remember. The early days: when we would deliberately come to school late so the gates would be closed and we’d have no choice but to cut classes; When we used to bully (and get bullied) the geeks and the weirdos for all we knew they were anti-social; When we used to dare each other to steal items from department stores, bookstores and clothes shop and we’d go home victorious and uncaught with almost 60 free items at hand (OMG I can’t believe we did that); When all of us used to force ourselves to sit in a circle and say good and bad things about each person so as to further develop our friendship. I can’t believe how a now-ridiculous kiddy fun and games and those series of “open forums” could and would actually make sense in ways I didn’t notice. Look how we’ve grown, how we’ve changed and how far we’ve gone and yet we’re still the same kids at heart who still share drinks and funny stories with each other.

Last Sunday was cool and although not everything’s the same, there are some that did not change. We still laugh at each others’ jokes and still notice each others’ silent bitchings towards an innocent victim. That’s the greatest, I swear! Haha! Haaay… This is how you chronicle a withstanding friendship. After all the issues or no matter how far we outgrow our youthful cheers or how long we may not see each other, we still come home to each other as if we just said hello a short while back. It’s endearing if you’ll sit in silence and think about it but of course if you’re there with all those fools playing around, it’ll sound cheesy and silly and you’ll most probably get a slap. Haha! Well… It’s good to have known and be a part of you guys. Until next time…

Look at the stars…

…look how they shine for you and everything you do…

…yeah, they were all yellow.

After weeks of nothingness around here, finally our computer’s back. It’s still not doing well for some reason and I’m totally pissed off because I’ve spent several thousand bucks for this and it’s like I practically bought a new computer and then it’s not meeting my expectations. Worse, it’s brand new yet it’s failing. Right now it’s working fine and it’s cool – still under observation.

During those silent weeks I’ve accumulated so much suppressed thoughts and now I don’t know where to start. Issues at work, at home and everywhere in between – I feel like I shouldn’t be dealing with so much hassle at this age but it’s not like I really have a choice. If only each sad case could be an excuse for the other’s unsatisfactory outcome it wouldn’t be as stressful. But life doesn’t work that way. Haaaay… This is nonsense. Verbal diarrhea with no point at all. Another ramdom rambling.

Let’s be specific for once: If you’re going to have your broken PC diagnosed, be very cautious (cos I wasn’t) and list down all the things inside your CPU before taking them anywhere. Last week I brought mine to PC Express for a checkup. They told me that I had to replace my motherboard because its transformers were busted – he showed me those tiny things and they did look worn out. He brought my PC inside the stock room because the work area where they usually dismantle CPUs were filled with other technicians. I could see him working on my PC through the window of the releasing area but I had no idea about what else he could be doing yet I was confident he was doing great. Well… Okay fast forward to now… After I bought new things to get this machine back up and running, I just noticed that the guy from PC Express replaced one of my memory modules with a different one. I’m not sure if it’s also busted and if it’s what has been causing my new motherboard and processor to fail but I’m sure it wasn’t mine.

I really had no idea anybody would do things like that cos I’m not a skeptical kind of guy. Haaay… I really can’t do anything about it now because I threw the receipt away thinking I wouldn’t be dealing with them again – I never planned of buying the needed PC parts from them in the first place. Maybe this is the best that I can do. Just a friendly word… If you’re going to have your machine repaired, list down every single thing inside it or you can go to ridiculous extent like take pictures of every removable bits and pieces or note down their serial numbers. It really could help. If I knew it beforehand, I would have done so too but it’s too late. Another lesson learned the fucking hard way.