What I Miss About Melbourne

It will almost be a month since I got back from the second most livable city in the world and yet there are still moments that hit me where all of a sudden I miss the place I made my home for almost 3 months.

The Crazy Weather: Never thought I'd miss it, but here I am longing for that 4 seasons in a day type of weather, well at least the dry air and the pleasantly cold weather with sunshine.

The Food: I miss the variety of food they have down there. I miss the BBQ Corner, Manmo, Stokehouse, Cafe Vibe, Blahnik, as well as the other places I've tried out while I was there.

The People: I miss the great partnership, the unassuming demeanor of the prof, the frontliner's chit chat, the actor's attitude and personality, and the prince's cute face and accent. I even miss the people I seldom saw who resided in the same building as I did.

The Efficient Transportation System: I miss the tram. Enough said.

The Bead Shop: I unleashed the creative side I never thought I had. Besides, it was very therapeutic to just be there.

There are lots of other things that I miss about Melbourne, say the shopping and the fantastic places I have seen, the architecture among others. But I'd end this list for now lest I bore you. I also fear that I might not do it justice should I write about it today. I hope to do it some other time, when I am well.

For now, I'd just go back to sleep and I might even dream of it so I won't miss it too much.

The Great Ocean Road Tour

The great ocean road tour was worth every buck. Words are not enough to express the magnificence of the places I have seen this morning from The 12 Apostles (which you see in this picture), to Loch Ard Gorge all the way to the London Bridge. Australia, particularly Victoria, has an amazing coastline and the rock formations are absolutely fantastic. This is one place worth coming back to and worth seeing with the people you hold dear to your heart...Now I am getting mushy...I'll try to post as much picture as I could when I have the time. I'm going to hit the bed now since it has been a really long day.

After a hearty dinner at Cookie along Swanston Street, *N, *A, and I found ourselves at the corner of Bourke and Swanston Streets to wait for a cab or tram, whichever comes first, to take us home. Out of the blue, this sleazy looking guy appeared out of nowhere with this line to boot...You ladies look really beautiful from afar but closer...you are even more beautiful...My friends and I could not help but roll our eyes. Here's the typical guy who has a knack of hitting on girls who he thinks are naive enough to take the bait. *A's expression changed from cheerful to irritated. Apparently, this was the same guy who hit on her a few weeks back and try to pick her up with the very same line! How pathetic. I never saw *A as upset as she was then. After the guy left when he realized he won't get anywhere with us, *A told me that she wanted to smack the man with her umbrella! Hahaha! Well she should have...that guy was one sleazy sicilian...


As I promised *E, here's the continuation of the 20 random things about moi...

7. I am a cam whore. I am trigger-happy but I secretly like taking pictures of myself when nobody's looking. Hehehe!
8. I have this piercing gaze whenever I am in a daze or just plain hungry.
9. I have big feet and even bigger.....head!
10. I am a boxing junkie.
11. I love drinking coffee and I am a big fan of chocolates.
12. I've never watched American Idol (though I like Bo Bice a lot) but I am hooked on Australian Idol.
13. I have a bad habit of flicking my tongue to create a silly sound whenever I am tired.
14. I am hopelessly sentimental.
15. I know a lot of old yucky songs, old yucky B-movies, and old yucky B-movie actors and actresses! hahaha
16. Yagit with Jocelyn, Tomtom and Jeremy was an integral part of my childhood...no wonder...
17. I am capable of staying up late even if I have to wake up the following day really early for an appointment.
18. But when I am dead tired, no amount of coffee can help me stay awake and I strike anywhere!
19. I am a fan of retail therapy.
20. I miss my family and friends terribly.

So this list completes the 20 random things abot me that came to mind...for violent reactions, just let me know...and we'll work something out. Hehe! Ciao for now...

Me me me me mee mee...

My alarm went off at 6:15 am and I was surprised that the sun was up. Forecast for the weekend was not really good with showers and overcast that will last until tomorrow, Monday. But I keep reminding myself that I am in Melbourne. They say that if you don't like the weather in Melbourne, all you have to do is wait for a minute and everything changes. So I got up and took the chance to take a picture of this seemingly nice day. This is the view from my apartment. I decided to go for a run at the Docklands Park (the green portion in this picture). It surely was nice. After 20 minutes of jogging, I decided to head for the gym and spent another half an hour or so at the bike and the rower. So I am all set for the day. The pool looked inviting too but it was a bit breezy so I decided to forego swimming. As I huffed and puffed in the gym, I made some mental notes as to what I'd write for I have been tagged...and here are what initially came to mind...

1. I miss tinapa (smoked fish), salted red eggs, and tomatoes, sardines, and steaming hot rice. And this crossed my mind while working out!
2. I am a geek. I love to write, read, and I tinker with stuff which I cannot put back together anymore afterwards.
3. I am a closet romantic. Enough said...
4. I am a sucker for letters (the old fashioned handwritten letters). I have letters written to me even while I was in high school. I lost those from primary school.
5. I am a hard crusher. Meaning, when I am crushing on someone, I keep even the smallest thing he had contact with, say a clamp, a candy wrapper, an almost used-up pencil and whatever my crush lays his hands on that I can keep for myself... I know I know...pathetic:p hahaha. BUT I outgrew this already.
6. I am a wonderful cook.

I'd continue with the list when I have time this afternoon. I have to get ready for Church and the Big Market:)

Bridge Road

I had a very amusing experience last Sunday afternoon while shopping in Bridge Road with friends. N* just got here and we were helping her find a warmer jacket for her to use for the coming weeks she'd be staying here. I, on the other hand, have been looking for some knits that I could use here for layering. After an hour or so of digging my way through heaps and piles of clothing, I got myself a nice beige sweater and a scarf. N* got a very nice sweater as well (I loved the color...it's bluish gray) I lined up at the counter to pay for my purchases. When it was my turn to pay, here's what has tanspired (though not verbatim)...

Cashier: Hi how are you?
Me:Am good, thanks.
Cashier: So what's with the knitwear? (addressed to another cashier then she smiles at me)
Me: Am still not used to Melbourne's crazy weather so I figured I can put to good use this scarf and sweater.
Cashier: Oh don't worry about the weather. Summer's just around the corner and it'd be warmer in no time. Where are you from? I really like your accent.
Me: I come from Manila...and I have an accent?!?
Cashier: OH lovely, Manila...Yeah. You're not aware you have an accent? Its so cute.
Me: Why thanks (flabbergasted sill)...but I do have an accent?
Cashier: Yes sweetie you do...That'd be $49.90.
Me: Here you go. Thanks!
Cashier: See you around!

So now, my Filipino English is officially accentuated, though I know not what to make of it. Hahaha...(By the way, the lady who insisted that I've got an accent looked like the actress who played the young doctor (Megan, if I'm not mistaken) in the movie, Father of the Bride2. ) But for now, I'd content myself with "Cheers mate!"

Never thought I'd be capable of smiling after a really long day (though my unkempt hair is a giveaway, hehe). Actually, it wasn't so bad, it's just that I was feeling a bit under the weather but I felt compelled to go since the sun was out and the day was too beautiful day to be wasted inside my apartment. I had brunch with *J, *A and her bf *V in St. Kilda. The place, Vibe Bar&Cafe, was really nice, cozy, and most importantly served good food. After that sumptuous brunch (I had openfaced omelette with smoked salmon), we went for a walk along Ackland Street and saw a lot of interesting shops. There were shops selling clothes, leather goods, gelatti, novelty items, and my fave of all...CAKES!!! Just the sight of those lovely cakes was enough to make my heart soar. I intend to make a return trip there if only for the cake shops. I know people are going to tell me, "And I thought you are dying to lose weight?" Well, I'll just take pictures. Hahahaha...Goodness! I am just into my third week here in Melbourne and I am really having a great time. I know since I feel like I've been here forever. I am actually rediscovering myself, since I kinda lost it in the past couple of months. Anyway, after the shops, we headed for a walk to the beach and it was lovely. I breathe in as much fresh air as I could. It was actually really nice to get to these parts of Melbourne since it isn't frequent that I see a lot of people in the streets. The feel is so much different when you are in the city. But that's not to say that there isn't anything to see in the city. After St. Kilda, we went to Federation Square which has a lot of interesting architecture and this bar called T has an in-house performer who sounded like Rob Thomas. It was the first time in a while that I actually heard good music other than what was in my iPod. Then off we went to Crowne. So there...it wasn't so bad was it? To think that I just actually planned on spending the day indoors. Today, the great outdoors prevailed. And I am glad it did.

Of Trams…Queasy Stomachs…and Man Drought

They say that time flies when you are having fun…I probably am. A few weeks ago, I was feeling restless and a bit frantic about my upcoming trip to Melbourne and now here I am, all settled and comfortable in my spiffy and very nice apartment in Docklands. I could not believe up to now that it has been a week already. By golly! So what have I been up to? Well for one thing, I’m getting the hang of walking again. The weather here’s actually quite nice to walk in. I used to take the tram from Collins Street to Elizabeth, but then, lately, trams going that route usually take a while to come by so I just walk a couple of more blocks to get to the office. Hmm…besides, I’d rather walk and see much more than waste time waiting for the tram. But that’s not to say that there isn’t anything interesting to see as I wait.

One time I took the wrong tram, which brought me to Port Melbourne. Silly me! Hehehe…Just because I saw the words Via City made me think that it would actually bring me to the city, where I needed to go. The price I had to pay? A 40-minute tram ride, which took me to other portions of Melbourne. It was actually fun. You see I have this mantra that it’s not so much about getting lost but the adventure of the unknown that makes life so exciting…Which brings me to tell you that my queasy stomach’s been making my life really exciting here. Hahaha! Oh well…

Well, I am off to the city today for church service. Then I’ll just walk around and take a few shots of the city and wherever my feet would take me. Planning to go to St. Kilda, which according to a study is a hotspot for women who are in the lookout for men. Hahaha! Apparently Australia is experiencing a man drought and women born in 1972 are the most affected. According to the study, there were 25,000 more women than men born in that same year…Well, I’ll see how that goes and if it does work…Good thing I wasn’t born in 1972! Hehehe…

Until then, cheers! (haha...ang labo!!!)

What have I been up to lately you might ask? Well, for one I've been really busy finishing my papers for a class that I did not complete two semesters ago. It took a broken flash drive and an impending conviction of my professor to motivate me to finally finish my reaction papers. Whew!!! Aside from that, work, friends, and family have been eating up much of my time. I have been neglecting this blog, I know but then I can always make it up by posting every once in a while. Hehe...Anyway, yesterday on my way home, my faith in human kindness has been restored. I mean, I've been really jaded these past few days given the series of events that have been taking place, be it something personal or otherwise. But last night was different. As I fell in line to wait for the shuttle service that will take me home, it began to drizzle. I didn't have an umbrella and all I had was my denim jacket. I then began to use it to shield at least my head from getting wet since I didn't want to get sick. And what do you know? This woman who looked like a snob at first was smiling at me and she said "Silong ka muna dito sa kin Miss." And I was like Whoah!?! I really didn't quite expect it and all I could do was say thank you and smile back. And after the kind lady had gone as the shuttle service arrived, another offered her umbrella since I no longer had shelter from the drizzle. It was amazing! I've been a recipient of two kind acts from strangers in just one night. Those random acts of kindness were very refreshing and they surely revived my ailing spirits.

My Soliloquy

I am a wonderful person who is being asked and prayed for by someone fom God. I will make someone happy who in return will make me happy. Once I find the one who gives me love, respect, and attention I need, I will realize that YOU do not have a place in my heart as I thought you had. I believe that I deserve someone better and that I should not give my love away so easily especially to someone so undeserving. This time I will have to come first. All my feelings are valid. If I am hurt, then damn I am hurt!!! I do not need to find the right to be hurt before I can express I am hurt. Feelings are feelings and by contemplating whether I have the right to feel something is an injustice to myself. Why do I need validations for my feelings?!? No!!! I should never ever do this unto myself. I am a person whose feelings are as valid as anyone else's. I will not let anyone walk over me...most especially myself. I will get up in my own time. This time I will not shortchange myself...I will write another love story...the next time would be for real, when I am ready. For now I will take care and I will be strong for myself. I know it won't be easy but neither is it impossible.

A Leap Into the Unknown

A friend of mine got engaged recently, well, just the other morning to be exact. I was floored with the news. Not that I wasn't happy for her, it's just that things have been going really fast for her and that I just hope she's making the right decision. She's literally leaping into the unknown and for the firs time in a long while I felt happy and sad at the same time for a dear dear friend. I am happy that she feels all her doubts that have been cropping up as of late are all pushed aside. Still, I also have some apprehensions with the breaking news she just shared but for obvious reasons and for not wanting to burst her bubble, I'd rather keep my thoughts to myself. Well, at least for now. Heck! She's engaged and as a good friend, I should just be happy for her. Haha.Well, I am happy for you girl if you ever get to read this. let me tell you that I love you and I will be right behind you in whatever life-altering decisions you are to make.

**As for other things, I have been thinking of having my hair cut really short, not for anything else but for the simple reason that I want to have a do that is not so hard to maintain. Apart from that, I had an amusing story that compelled me to at least contemplate on getting a shorter do. It was one of those lazy nights I was having and I found myself in my fave coffee shop. As I was waiting for my name to be called, a stranger approached me and placed something on my table. When I looked up, he was already walking away, with only his back as my last chance of catching a glimpse of him. He looked normal to me. He was in a crisp, powder blue long-sleeved polo and khaki pants. After a few moments of being perplexed, I stared down at the napkin lying on top of my table. There it was, scribbled in all its glory, the most creative pick-up line I've ever had in years (if it was a pick-up line). Haha...It said: Your hair screams of sex...Raaaawwwwrrrrrr!!! That jolted me back to my senses and gave me a kick far more than any caffeine fix could. In the end, I just laughed it off and found the entire thing amusing. He didn't even wait for my reaction and it gave me the feeling that he really just had to say it right at that very moment he felt compelled to say it. My hair that night was the same long hair I've been wearing the past six months. Well, with a li'l difference if I may add, since I had it styled where the layers are more obvious and my hair's natural wave was enhanced. And I asked my stylist to change my look just a bit and she gave me side-bangs. Hehe. That was probably it. Hah! Now, talk about being careful with what I wish for...

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I just got back yesterday from a four-day holiday with my sister in Kuala Lumpur. It was just a few days of relaxation, exploration, and of communion with my sister and of the place we dared explore. Kuala Lumpur's charm exudes from its ability to maintain its rustic side while incorporating a few modern twists. It has a tansportation system so efficient that going around the city was never a problem at all. We met a lot of nice people too, despite my parents incessant worries that we were trudging a dangerous place. I would love to share with you every little detail of that trip, from the annoying and high-handed immigration officer in Clark up to the point where we landed safely in Malaysia and back. I will do that next time, probably when my fever's gone. I remember that I haven't even written anything wortwhile as well about my Camiguin trip. Oh well...I will try to do all those in the coming days as I try to be the I-live-each-day-as-if-it-were-my-last type of person. (Paulo Coelho's Eleven Minutes truly struck me when one of the lines in the book said: Life is too short, or too long, for me to allow myself the luxury of living it so badly. An entry in Maria's journal, p.206.)

Leave Me Alone, Will Yah?

It happened again and I really have no idea why. I went to the mall come lunchbreak to get the tickets to the basketball game that my sister, cousin Jerome, and myself will be seeing this Sunday. It was a promised birthday treat for Jerome as he turns 10 this year...Going back to what I was saying, after I got the tickets, I decided to grab a bite at the foodcourt since I didn't want to carry out food and bring it to the office and eventually eat it in my cube. I was by my lonesome but I didn't mind. I am used to eating alone if I had to. I ordered garlic rice with pork adobo and garlic spinach. I was savoring my meal with each mouthful when all of a sudden a tall, decent-looking man approached me. And I knew at that moment that a bomb was set off. "Do I know you from somewhere Miss?" he said, to which I replied "No. You don't know me from Adam." I had that expression which said just leave me alone and let me enjoy this quiet time by myself, but I suppose the message didn't get across. Again, he said, "What school did you go to? You really look familiar." That was it! That sealed his fate as I gave him the look which I only unleash when I'm really pissed. Then I said "Can't you see I'm having lunch here? Please just leave me alone." And then I looked away as I muttered under my breath that his pick-up line really sucked. I really don't know why it almost always happens to me. Do I conduct myself in a manner by which makes me qualified to be preyed upon by people who do not have anything worthwhile to do but crack small talk with poeple they see as vulnerable and who they think will bite? I realized that in a society such as ours where people put a premium on couplehood, single people such as myself are easy targets and are considered freaks. Be that as it may, it doesn't give people the right to badger me just because they see I am alone because honestly, I am doing fine...well at least for now. And next time please!!!...try to come up with something innovative and maybe...just maybe I might reconsider.

Random Musings

Here I am, in front of my laptop, groping for words as I've been so out of it lately. Didn't go to work today since I've been down with a fever. I don't know but this is probably because of the weather, the sweltering heat that I feel so sluggish...The past few days have been really difficult for me since I've been feeling really down. I know I shouldn't be complaining. Not that my life's so bad, it has never been that way actually. But have you ever felt that despite everything that you are and have, there's this nagging sense of emptiness that crawls and feeds on your gut? I have been trying to pinpoint what could've been causing this and after pushing my brains to think deep and hard, I realized it was one of those fateful days when a friend of mine asked me to try something out and I did, thinking that I had nothing to lose and everything to gain in the process. But I did...I lost my heart which I think I will never get back whole again.

Closure

Just minutes ago, I made the most painful decision I've ever made in my life. I erased you completely in my life. Every remnant of you, every trace of you I no longer shall see. The pain's seeping down to my bones but pain never felt this good for I am free. Finally! The closure I've been waiting for. I've never been this vulnerable but loving you made me. I just wish for myself that at least I could be there for you when you need a shoulder to cry on or when things get pretty rough. I never asked for you to tell me what's going on inside your head even though I am dying to understand you. But at least let me be there for you in the best way I know how. I never asked you to need me for what I give you is unconditional.

Wherever you may be, I do hope you carry with you the love I showered you with and all the good times we had. I wish you good health, a sound mind, and an accepting heart. I fervently hope that you find what you've been searching for and I wish for your happinness even if it means you not being with me. I don't have anymore left to say to you but I love you dearly, and I always will...Happy birthday...

CDO and Camiguin Part 1

I am currently in an internet cafe here in Cagayan de Oro. It's been six days of pure bliss under the sun in Camiguin. My friend and I are here to purchase tickets for our return flight to Manila. Of course there are ocassional stress and irritants but I guess these things are inevitable since we can't have everything we want right? One thing I realized while vacationing was the fact that I miss my family so much. Sure everyone's nice and makes you feel at home but I still feel that it would've been better with family. Anyway, I was just trying to finish up the remaining credits I have in this dusty internet cafe and I'd be going in a while. More to come.

The Things I Do When My Days Are Blah

I've never been this excited in my life. My heart's pounding and throbbing from all the anticipation I will have to endure in the coming days. I'd say that this has been the most important choice I have ever made as far as decision-making is concerned. I decided to give in to you...I finally admitted to myself that I can no longer take you for granted, that there won't be any way for me to ignore you...that it is actually time for me to heed your call...I will give you my full, undivided attention this time. I will be looking forward to the day when I stand face-to-face with you just a breath away from me. I will bask in your beauty, your might, your strength until you fill me with every detail of everything that makes you wonderful...I no longer can contain it...My head feels light just thinking of what will be in store for us...Be ready for me Petronas, prepare for this woebegone soul who finally had the courage to explore and face you head on...

Hehe...That's me in my most timang state. The past two weeks had been really blah for me so I decided to do the craziest thing ever. I booked a flight for me and my sister to Kuala Lumpur in one of those budget trips just moments before. I never realized until of late that I had this wanderlust that needed to be satisfied. So with everyone else hitting slumberville, off I went to make online bookings and reservations. Wohoo!!! I don't think mom would disapprove because she may be strict when it comes to other matters like us having late night outs but she never tried to stop us when we wanted to see some place different where we could learn a thing or two. I am just sooooo excited...I never want to obsess on the small things regarding this trip since I just want to have a great time with my sister and just try to be a backpacker for a day or two. I will try to just go with the flow and not nitpick on things...I will try...I will try...

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I've never felt so alone in my life. And it was so ironic that I felt it when unconfirmed news of another baby in the family is on its way came out...Yes, you read it right folks! We are going to have another baby after 22 years. And it doesn't help that The Rainbow Connection's (which Sarah Mclachlan sang in an infuriatingly beautiful way) playing in my iPod right now. Brings back memories of my childhood when my only major concern was how to get through the day without me getting caught playing outside the house.

I should've known that it bothered me since I really had a blah day at the office and I was so out of sync. I just kept pushing the thought at the back of my head. I never realized that the news affected me so much until when I got home from work this evening. I kissed everyone when I got home but then it seemed like I wasn't really there. I felt like I was floating while I was in my own private shell where nobody could penetrate. Then I headed straight for my room, undressed and changed clothes and just lay on top of my bed. I shut the world out by turning the volume of my player full blast until I dozed off. But I felt tears streaming down my cheeks. I really felt so alone. My sister, who's usually sensitive with the things I do NOT say, just managed a simple "Are you okay, Ate? What's wrong?" and then continued talking with her friend on the phone when she first saw me. I was never lacking of attention from the people who mattered to me but at that moment I felt I was the biggest KSP alive. Pathetic huh? I really don't know why I am feeling this way. Probably it's been so long that we had a baby in the family and it didn't help that it is my mom who's going to have a baby. Hell yeah! That's it!!! It's supposed to be me, well in the natural order of things that is. Or it could even be my sister, but not mom. But then she's the one. And how selfish and mean of me to think that it can not be her:( Actually, it has to be her since she's the only one married. Hehehe.

Now I couldn't help but smile and be cheesy. Dear old mom:)...This baby is going to be damn lucky since he's got all of us...Now I can actually say that finally after a long while, we are going to have a baby. God's gift...Heaven-sent...

Goodbye Lola Madre...

Our family received news of Sr. La Gracia Salvador's demise last Saturday, March 5, 2005. Sr. Grace or Lola Madre to us succumbed to cardiac arrest. She was 81 and was survived by her siblings, my grandmother and Lola Rosie. It was a sad day for all of us, especially for me since a lot of my childhood memories are comprised of visits to her at the RVM Convent. We simply call it The Mother House...I remember when I was a kid that we will visit her every so often and those visits were capped with a visit to the nearby Magnolia Ice Cream House. I also recall those days when I just play on the grounds of The Mother House while Lola Madre watches over. Then she'd talk to me afterwards and she'd tell me things like be a good kid, and be an obedient grand daughter to my lola among other things. What I so loved about Lola Madre was the fact that she's living a life of service to the Lord but she was so human at the same time. She was never the stiff and reserved one. In fact, she was so carefree and she has always been perky. She was never the prototype nun which spelled F-U-N for a child like I was then. She liked basketball, rooting for the Ginebra squad, and cheeseburgers...

At least she is now in the loving arms of the Lord, leaving behind a life well-lived in the service of God and his people. Thank you Lola Madre for the wonderful memories and for everything that you were to the family. I am going to miss you terribly...

Of Doodles and Spur-of-the-Moment Thing

I haven't really cleaned and sorted my stuff in the manner I really wanted to eversince I got back from my almost three-month stint in the US. Sure I kept my stack of souvenirs and photos hidden elsewhere where it won't be considered clutter. There were also receipts of my purchases and of lunches and dinners I've had when I went to NYC and NJ inserted between pages of my planner. But being my obsessive-compulsive self, I know I can do better than that (and I will clean-up one of these days). Nevertheless, I am actually grateful for these so-called clutters in my life for it is in these clutters did I find a note I doodled in one of those amazingly glorious days I had in November...
surreal
timid
giddy
nervous
tremulous
wobbly
chilly
sweet
warm
tender
sensual
pulsating
passionate
swirling thoughts of wanting and desire

and at the end of these random thoughts I wrote:

...where once your touch transformed my body, your love now shapes my soul and being...

Dr. Jerk-yl and Mr. Hide

*Y, my best guy friend, and I had an altercation this afternoon. It was supposed to be a pleasant chitchat since he actually greeted me happy birthday in advance. Then again, things have their own way of shaping up and one thing led to another and I ended up hanging up on him...

*Y and I have been friends for almost four years now and it wasn't under the most conventional circumstance that we've met. He was introduced to me by my orthodontist/friend *T for me to introduce him to some Chinese girls I knew. *Y at that time was actually looking for a "howe" (girlfriend to us mere mortals). He went to visit *T's clinic during one of my appointments, thus our introduction to each other took place. I never really liked him the first time I spoke with him prior to our meeting. He came across as obnoxious and really really self-absorbed. His favorite line was (and I quote him on this one) "Di naman ako gwapo, di ko naman kamukha si Aga Muhlach, at di rin ako cute. Malakas lang talaga appeal ko sa mga babae." And the first time I heard that I really couldn't help but say "Yeah right, di ka rin naman makapal ano?" To think that it was the first time we spoke to each other over the phone. He was so candid though and seemed so real so I really didn't mind talking to him.

Fastforward to today...Knowing who he really is, seeing him get over a break up, seeing him date other girls and finally move on is such a welcome treat. *Y's relationship with *J is at its most stable these days until two weeks ago when *Y told me that he's been seeing another woman whom I shall call *N. There was nothing serious to it according to him and he was just so smug that it was all N's fault because she knew in the first place that he has a grilfriend. *Y could really be such a jerk sometimes!!! This made me really angry but then I didn't reason with him. Besides, it's his life, he's of age and he can do whatever *f!%@^&! thing he wanted to so long as it makes him happy. And I wanted him to sort it out on his own. Then came the phone call this afternoon. He said "Pinagtataguan ko na yung babae ko Pareng Anne. Ayoko na eh." To which I replied "Good for you. But you need not hide from her you know." And that started the argument. *Y wanted to just disappear without explanations. For him, he didn't hurt anyone so he owed no one an explanation. I was just so disappointed in him that I hung up on him. After all the heartaches the he himself has gone through, I felt that he didn't learn a thing. He asked me as to what my thoughts on the matter were but when I tried to say something, he cut me off. So what's the use? I am in no position to judge him but I cannot bring myself to be sympathetic either. I just wanted to tell him that he should be man enough to face the consequences of his actions. He need not explain *N that it's already over and it's goodbye but he should at least acknowledge that he was wrong and that he had to stop whatever it was that needed to be stopped. He should stop justifying those things that has happened as if it was only *N who was at fault and that the burden's all hers to bear. It's so cowardly to just walk away. It's just so uncharacteristic of *Y to walk away just like that.

Despite the resurrection of the guy from Jerkdom, *Y remains to be my best guy friend and I sincerely wish for his happiness.