ODE TO NONSENSE

Before I start this bullshit, I have to give credit to XANGA for providing me the music here in my blog. Because of the endowed with blessings from XANGA I am now listening to CELL BLOCK TANGO and sheeeeeeeet! I'm singing my heart out and the people here in the office thinks that I am being possessed.

Anyway, no need for exorcism, don't worry. I need to be in the right mind to write something about reality.

By far, I have written so little about myself and what is happening around me, NOT because:

I do not want to face reality square in the face
I do not want other people to scrutinize my life

But because:

I have nothing worthy to write.

Let's just pretend that this has worth:

• Last night, after shift, my officemates, again dragged me to drink and be merry,
  or I dragged my officemates. Anyhow, it doesn't matter. We went home like 6 am,
  not thinking that I would still have to work in a couple of hours. We ended up
  eating goto in JP Rizal where most of the tricycle drivers and jeepney drivers
  hang out and eat. In fairness, that a good goto.
  
  
  
• I told Macy that she is already going overboard with regards to her behavior with Neil. I mean. Yes! She has the hots for the guy, who looks like a pirated version of Piolo Pascual (in fairneeeees, the guy is cute. So beat it!), but they're like tropa and everything. Macy just wants to get it over with, she says that "sex lang naman, talu-talu na!"
  
  
  
• While on my way to work earlier, I dropped by in ChinaBank to deposit some dough. I enjoyed walking the sidewalks of Makati, especially in the afternoon when the sun is not bitching around and the wind is blowing against my face, watching people. I like that. I really like that. I love Makati! Anyway, from ChinaBank, I went to McDO to treat myself a large coke and large fries, that's what I got from my suweldo. Then I just noticed these two guys, who were like holding their hands. Not holding but holding -holding their hand as in hold or more of grasping each other’s hands. Well, it's shocking at first but well, waddafuck! As mushy as it may sound . . . . . it was sooooo sweet. Now, I'm wondering, when can I do that with someone! Hehe. While eating fries in McDo.
  
  
  
• Until now I am still dreaming of watching Million Dollar Baby and still, I couldn't figure out a plan or a schedule and besides I need a date. Not because it is a somkinda uber-mushy film to drool about but I am not just used to watching a movie alone.
  
  
  
• I feel like I am starting to get into the light again. I dunno but I feel my life force is starting to rush into my system again. There's a certain feeling that I really really want to write about but I think that this is not yet the proper time to divulge my thoughts to other people. As you know, I am crazy at times, or rather crazy all the time.
  
  
  
  
  

TO YOU:

Right now, I am thinking about you. I do not know why or I do not know how you keep on popping in my senses every now and then. I know that you are a person of reasons, on the other hand I’m a person of "wala langs". I know that everything happens for a reason but I'm sorta like feel that it would be better to leave the reasons behind at times when I experience magic. And yes, you told me that if I am expecting magic, you are not the right person for that. I know that I might just be rushing into things or perhaps indulging into wishful thinkings but I want you to know that you are different. I like to talk to you. I enjoy your words and the way you "type" melch. I really hope that we could go to CCP and play bumcars and you can teach me how to ride a bike. Well, that's it for now. I miss you.