Curved Ball

Taken with one hand on a cig and the other hand on the cam's button, in one of Astoria's rooms on the thirty-something floor. The booze I had last Friday explains the bluriness of the pic. Unstable hand, unstable mind. Still, I thought the lines were nice. So here it is.

On the other side of the island, here's a collage of Boracay, circa 2006. Fun, no sun, and loads o' laughter.

Sometimes, life throws us a curve ball, and we are forced to choose between real courage or false bravery.

Enough talk for now. On with the continuously fast-paced challenge called life.

in living color

i think i'm getting old.

seriously.

i chatted with an old friend over coffee the other day, and he made me realize that indeed some things have changed.

he said i'd always had things to do on friday nights, places to go, people to see. nowadays, i'm more than content to just go home, sit my ass down on the couch, and flip channels. or read a good book. or just lie down in bed and stare at nothing.

i know i've always been weird, but i think this ultimate normalcy is "uber" weird.

it's like i suddenly jumped to the 40+ age range. all i need now is a cat...or maybe a mute bird. ha-ha.

or maybe i'm just going mental because my damn laptop isn't fixed yet, i'm finding less spare time to pay all my bills, my cable sucks (destiny pih-tuw!), and my weight's still above a hundred lbs.

in the words of another old friend, 'sucka!' (i mean me, not you, dear reader hehehe).

on the flip side of life as we know it, i just got myself the complete 6 seasons of SATC and 3 seasons of L Word for a bargain price of Php680. Whoopee!

mikhail's also been baptized, the roman shades have now been installed in my bedroom, boxing has resumed, and I got my nephew to understand, say, and do "clap-clap-clap".

what can i say, sometimes i spoil myself silly. Just for kicks. ha-ha. sucka! (hmm...or "old sucka", just to keep in line with the theme of my post haha).

Anyways some pics from select things I've done in the last month or so...

1. My best friend's wife on their wedding day...

2. My nephew's baptism and the ensuing madness at TemptAsian (yes, he is a cute little boy, despite the deceiving ponytail-a-la-anime-character).

Shoot, I wanted to add some Boracay pics and office pics. Unfortunately, stupid me forgot to copy them over to the USB.

Arggh.

This is me heading out the door to get home, be a couch potato and fall in love with SATC's surreal world all over again.

The Prince of Tides

I recently read the book, and I must say, it was a novel find, pun intended.

After such heavy and revealing drama, I can't seem to get myself to pick up the copy of 'Tom Sawyer' I vowed to read. Hmm. I also have Calvin and Hobbes left to finish, but can't seem to pick that up either.

Looking back, this happens every so often after reading a heavy (albeit good) book. I can't seem to move on. At weird moments, I find myself rethinking some dialogues in my head.

Awesome, really.

Ooh, and such setting for the ending too. Was in Boracay when I finally finished the book.

Good one, I must say.

Ta-ta!

he wakes up, and you know everything is right in the world...

i know, mostly posts about kids are sappy, crappy, or overrated. but indulge me.

i sometimes have crappy days in my new place, where it seems nothing right goes on in this world; where people cheer and jeer for a boxer, when outside the coliseum, someone is dying of malnutrition.

okay, well, maybe not quite as drastic a depression as that.

depression is...well, is something that has no rational explanation. sadness, anger, frutration, and anxiety all rolled into one. and it comes to me, days at a time, and normally, there's nothing anyone can do about it. then comes this baby boy. who happens to be my nephew. and he sleeps like a doll, rarely ever cries, and wakes up with a smile on his face, meant only for the person he first lays his eyes on.

i don't know if my takes of him do him justice, but mikhail is truly one of the biggest blessings given to our family. My sister (his mom) can't even explain why his disposition is just so darn angelic.

haha, he is cute, and nice, and hopefully, something goes right, and he ends up making a huge difference in the world.

note: the last pic (bottom right) is his face when he is taking a crap. he still looks adorable and funny to me.
or maybe it's because he's my nephew...dammit, fine. i'm officially a sappy aunt.