Wala lang

There are some things that we know we want but we also know we can't have.

Or sometimes, we want something so badly just because we know we can't have it.

Or when we've already gotten something we thought we wanted, we'd realize it's not what we really want.

Hmmm... gulo ba?

Happy weekend, guys!

Status update

The Politician

Introducing a new character in my life...

Actually, it's more of a resurrection. The Politician is a friend from college. He comes from a political family somewhere down south. I met him when I was about to graduate already and was working in Malacanang at the same time.

We hit it off immediately because of one common denominator: political issues. About FVR, the pork barrel, elections, etc.

I'm not sure if we went out with each other. He took me out to dinner, the one at the Westin poolside being the most memorable. We would talk for hours. If that's how "going out" is defined, then perhaps we did.

He was actually kidding that he needed an Evita (Peron) in his life and would like someone who is well-versed in social issues. Duh! Hint-hint!

We made a pact that when he decides that it's his turn to run for office, he would look for me (in case we grow apart) and hire me as a campaign consultant.

Just like some other friendships that drift apart, we did. We didn't speak to each other for 5 (or was it 6?) years.

Last week, I got the surprise of my life when he texted me and asked me how I am. He called my Mom's house, introduced himself to Mom and got my contact numbers. Being the charming politico, my Mom liked him even before so he really didn't have a hard time asking for my digits and where I now live.

We met up over the weekend to catch up. Apparently, he is now running this coming elections! And the reason why he sought me out was because of that really childish pact to tell me about it. He is also asking me if I still have enough time on my hands to be some sort of campaign consultant.

Plus... he hinted that he is single and available. Hmmm.. I guess on the lookout for his Evita.



On The Archer

The Archer and I are in speaking terms once again. But this time, the messages and the conversations are both polite and calculating - sometimes convivial especially when there are other people around.

My take on the progression of the relationship: we could have been great friends if he took time to get to know me instead of trying too hard to get into my pants.

[Dirty thought on my head: Or he could have gotten into my pants if he allowed our friendship to grow first. Mwahahahah. Just a dirty thought.]

I'm toying with the idea of forgiving (but hell, not forgetting) and giving him the benefit of the doubt.

Or should I?


On The Buddy

The Buddy's cousin died last week. The cousin was fatally shot twice in a brawl in San Francisco. He was devastated, but trying to cope.

Despite the hysteria, he managed to coordinate with the police and fix his cousin's stuff. He is really very cerebral. Galing talaga.

And I am moved that when it happened, he sought me out to let me know and to tell me how he feels.



About the job

I decided that it's premature to find a new job right now. Barely on my 6th month, it won't look good if I resign and leave all my projects hanging. I'll try to make things work and reach my targets, despite the bureaucracy.

Tin is such a big help! I would have aged twenty years had she not joined my team.

When I have opened my target branches, that's when I will decide if this is all worth it.