I almost met her.

He told me she worked in a hotel downtown.

I don’t know why I asked him about her. Maybe it’s curiousity, maybe it’s something else. So when, out of the blue, I had to go to this very hotel for an academic-related project, I thought it would be fun to know how she looked like. [So, OK, maybe I was comparing myself with her. Psychology says this is also the reason our classmates would ask our scores for a quiz: to compare. That, and nothing else.]

Sadly, I went in on a Saturday. My only free day. No office.

Then, one time, while “wall-hopping”, I remembered her once more. Some kind of devil came into my head and told me to look for her name. So I did, and I saw she was pretty. So, I clicked “Home”. (Kidding, I went to view some of her photos and eventually ‘friend-requested’ her)

Funny thing was, it did not end there. I saw that she worked in a different hotel just outside the city. But when we got into another project that involved that hotel and while on an ocular I found myself looking at a calling card that bore a somewhat familiar name, thoughts of her escaped me.

I even thought it was funny, because she had one of those celebrity on-screen names. Or those who are half this and half that.

It was only a week after the project (I did not get to meet her for the project because it was not necessary) that I realized that it was her who I was supposed to meet. Close call. I don’t know if acting coolly would be a cool idea, hahaha!

[She "un-friended" me, by the way. I guess it was after she learned what my relationships are with the people she and I are "in mutual friends with".]

Some things are not meant to meet. In this case, I guess we are both parallel lines. :)

somebody to stalk

I have a new crush! [cue ear-splitting shriek]

And he’s younger than me (one? two years?)
And I haven’t met him before.
And we’re friends on Facebook.
And he looks a bit like Johnny Depp. :3
And when I showed some of his photos to my friend, Jennie, she immediately declared having a crush on him too. Waaah.

To my new crush:

Be very afraid, bwahaha! Just kidding. Just want to let you know that I will be stalking you. :))

AMIGO

Love the tagline. :)

A new film about the Philippines and being Filipino is about to be released next month, Amigo.

This film stars Joel Torre, Ronnie Lazaro and Rio Locsin among others. Directed by Academy Award-winning John Sayles, this is expected to be one of the most touching and “passionate” films ever made by foreigners about the Philippines. For this, I would like to thank Sayles. Yey!

It is a bit sad though, that the government and the viewing public does not show much support to historical films, considering that it is all about being nationalistic. I remember Neil Gaiman’s refusal to inculcate Filipino mythology in his writings and illustrative ideas, saying that being Pinoy, we should be the ones to write our own stories. He is right.

Back to the movie, here is a link. Watch and enjoy! :) Credits to Kristian Peace Braquis for sharing this. :)

losing my ‘religion’

Now that vacation days are officially over (in a few hours, to be exact), lazy people like me should be re-stuffing those mats, pillows and bean bags on the closet and flex those lady fingers. It is time to get back up and be useful.

Recently, I was having problems with my handwriting. It did not look as neat and as erect as it was before. I used to have a less loopy and less droopy handwriting. When classes ended (we also did not have a lot of writing exercises in school, by the way, plus the availability of laptops), I kind of lost my old handwriting style. It was short and fluid and I remember having fun while writing my “s” and “l”. Only until my friend, Rose, told me that my handwriting wasn’t the way it used to be did I realize that I, kind of, lost my religion.

I ditched my laptop, got a pen and a paper and started becoming more active with writing on my diary. In a few days, I was able to regain my former style. :)) I hope I will not lose it again, hahaha.

header retrieved and used, finally.

Finally, I was able to retrieve the header that my blogger friend, CoffeeConcepts girl, made for me. Hehehe!

Thankyou, Myk! :))

loving haikus

I am currently obsessed with haikus. And as I still am in the process of making my own, these haikus by famous Japanese poet Matsuo Basho inspires me:

crossing long fields

Crossing long fields,
frozen in its saddle,
my shadow creeps by

deep into autumn

Deep into autumn
and this caterpillar
still not a butterfly

don’t imitate me

Don’t imitate me;
it’s as boring
as the two halves of a melon.

husking rice

Husking rice
a child squints up
to view the moon

the joy of accomplishing something

If there’s one thing I’m really rich with, it’s unread books and mantras waiting to be fulfilled.
“In this insane society, we all need to have something to hold on once the skull cracks open”.

one of my favorite comics characters, Snoopy

I have filled my brain with self-made mantras about life. The latest are Positivism and “Never let a day go by without accomplishing something”. The first one is a long-year goal while the other one is just beginning to be realized.

But since the first one is very mainstream and self-explanatory, I’ll talk about the next one instead. This wasn’t the first time I’ve heard of this, swear (Hahahaha!). Actually, this mantra hit me when I failed to do something I have looked forward to for days. Fireworks! A group of friends and I have talked about watching the fireworks display during the opening of a big event. The fireworks are “pinaghandaan and bonggang-bongga talaga!”, according to a friend of mine. To cut the story short, we missed the fireworks display because of the traffic. When we arrived at the event, the crowd was slowly dispersing.

What to do? After taking pictures in front of what’s left of the event opening, we were bored. Then one of us suggested we take the rides. Not being a fan of heights and rusty ferris wheels, I begged off. But since they were all set to do it and because we’ve come this far (literally 2 hours away from were we were), I decided to get this done. Whew!

“At least, may na-accomplish tayo, di ba?” said a friend. And it hit me. He was right. It was useless to let the night pass without doing something we enjoy (at least for their sake). This was what I have implanted in my mind while the ferris wheels juggles my liver, heart and intestines. Dinuguan.

We had two rounds each of the two ferris wheels, by the way. And while my knees were turning jelly from the experience, I am proud to say that I have accomplished something—and lessened my fear of heights as well.
These days, I do not let a day go by without doing something I consider important. 

a new header for BW?

My friend, the girl behind CoffeeConcepts, made a header for my WordPress account. :D
I practically let out a “whooah!” when I saw it. Needless to say, I am so touched.

Thanks, CoffeeConcepts girl! BoyWitty loves you~
Will use it when it fits and when I find time to “redecorate”. LOL.

dateless days

I do not know if it is just me but when I am at home, he days are dateless. Especially if I am too busy minding my world, I do not have the ability of knowing what the day’s date is—even if there are events tied to them or not.

Does it have to do with living in a rural area? Or am I just too self-absorbed? Hehehe.

I remember once, the summer before I would turn to a high school senior, electricity had gone out for almost a whole week. I was totally “jobless”. I have read and reread all my interesting books, watched all the feel-good movies and pestered my dogs until they no longer considered me canine-friendly, but I am definitely bored. What made it worst was I was isolated (read: made to watch our store since I was the only one honest and patient enough—aside from mother—to do so) from the rest of the family from 1PM-4PM.

But it was still deadly boring. Not many of our neighbours are buying daily kitchen paraphernalia because of the heavy rain. Good thing I had my mother’s Walkman. Days after that, I can already memorize the radio programs of Campus, name the DJ’s and retell the songs which have played for more than thrice a day. Oh, the things that boredom can do.

Then, I was very eager if my mother sends me to errands in town. Even if they were all fairly simple and effortless, I considered them as great boredom advertisements. If I can, I would write or take leisurely walks in the neighbourhood. Just to kill time.

Now that I am on the last semester before I graduate and there are only three days before school officially starts, the dateless days are almost over. It’s time to rip the curtain that hides reality and slap the hell out of its cruel face. LOL.