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Thursday, January 30, 2003

Signs

There are signs everywhere. Don't even ask for them. They would come your way when you least expect them.

You would know they are THE signs - unambiquous, clear, uncannily accurate.

Wow. Scary.

I just had a sign that blew me away.

It is absolutely life-changing.

We will see.




Tuesday, January 28, 2003

Comfortable

On our way back to Manila from Tagaytay, Jovan made me listen to a John Mayer song that totally depressed me. It may sound masochistic but I love listening to it over and over again.

I just remembered, that time at the market
snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart
And rode down, isle 5
you looked behind you to smile back at me
crashed into a rack full of magazines
they asked us if we could leave.

Can't remember, what went wrong last September
though i'm sure that you'd remind me, if you had to

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in

I sleep with this new girl i'm still getting used to
my friends all approve, say she's gonna be good for you
they throw me, high fives

She says the bible is all that she reads
and prefers that I not use profanity
your mouth was, so dirty

Life of the party
and she swears that she's artsy
but you could distinguish
Miles from Coltrane

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in
she's perfect, so flawless
or so they say, say

She thinks I can't see the smile that she's fakin'
and poses for pictures that are being taken
I loved you
grey sweat pants, no makeup, so perfect

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in
she's perfect, so flawless
I'm not impressed, I want you back.



Culture shock

I miss the days when…

1. I could go out and drink with 5 guy friends and no one would raise their eyebrows as to why I am the lone girl in a company of men who want to get drunk.

2. I could drive around the metropolis with Jovan – just the two of us –and no one would think we’re an item.

3. I could go to Jovan’s house, stay in his bedroom, play audio CDs while combing Zagu’s hair and let the other guys know about it without batting an eyelash.

4. I could smoke in the stairwell with Dan, Gerry and ‘Dipper guys with other officemates passing by just ignoring you.

5. When I could bump into Chief Carlo in Rockwell with Bobby and tell him we’re watching a movie without the fear that the Chief is thinking we’re on a date.

6. When I could go to Greenhills with Dan and Emer and feel that you’re one of the boys.

7. Girl officemates would see me with Bobby having dinner – just about everywhere – and not get snide remarks because of it.

8. People in the office shrugged off the thought that you’re comfortable with guy friends’ company and prefer them, too. It’s normal for some.

9. When guy friends know and understand that affection for them is not equal to lust.

10. When you can be affectionate with guy friends without them thinking that you want to sleep with them.

11. When people know that you can be JUST friends with men and it won’t go beyond it.

Perhaps I just miss the guys , that’s why I’m blogging this. At the same time, I feel so repressed when all of a sudden it’s such a capital sin to hang out with men friends. Much as I would rant about it – as they say – when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Too bad I’m too Greek.





Monday, January 27, 2003

Learnings

Maturity requires temperance, restraint and patience.

I have to work on all of them.