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While doing Friday night shopping with a friend, I chanced upon an old flame of mine.  Seeing the person go inside one of the stores in Glorietta, without sight after almost three years, I was quite petrified.  I was glaring at the store’s window as I passed, straining to see that old love.

We were at the foodcourt with my friend when under my breath I muttered, Balance.  Perhaps all the bad things the Universe had hurled my way over the passed few days gave way to this one great thing.  I had no other choice but to hurry back to that store, only to find that the chance had gone.  Nevertheless, it gives me hope that there are good things on my road ahead.

The Dream Is Still Alive by Wilson Phillips

Not so long ago we were so in phase
You and I could never forget the days
But then the fire seemed to flicker
Cold wind came and it carried us away
But we’ll get back someday, baby

The dream is still alive
Look here in my eyes
Can you see what I’m feeling?
The dream is still alive
The one of you and I
And my heartache is healing
I couldn’t let it die
No I knew it would survive
The dream is still alive

Not so long ago in a purple haze
People dreamed out loud they were not afraid
They stopped the war but not the dying
Some got a little bit lost along the way
But somehow we’re here today (And we say..)

The dream is still alive
After all this time
The flame keeps on burning
The dream is still alive
The one of you and I
And my heart keeps returning
I couldn’t let it die
No I knew it would survive
The dream is, the dream is still alive

Still, there’s a certain regret that I let the chance pass me by.  Maybe it’s not yet the right time.

There are just times when you have a run of bad luck for weeks (plural!) on end.

I guess the Universe couldn’t find anything more to throw at me, so it sent me a major toothache on my way.  Haays…  I started to suffer from it since yesterday afternoon.  So I surrendered to the pain and decided to go home.  Taking an Advil in the office and then a Ponstan when I got home, I felt a bit weak.  It must have been an overdose.  I slept from 5pm to 3am the next day.  Drank a glass of milk (I know, very 80’s) and dozed off again.

I’m here at the office now, hoping that a barrage of pain relievers will help me through the day, at least until my dentist appointment.

Please send your energies to your friendly-neighborhood ranter.  I need all the good energy I can get.

Got this off MSNBC News blog:

Could these be new laws in tiny Singapore? Plastic bags in the entire country are illegal, as part of the fight to save the environment. Use leads to a fine equal to 10 U.S. dollars. Same fine for smoking or spitting in public. Civil guards in red uniforms carry rifles to enforce the laws.

- Rwanda’s Long Road Back by Martin Fletcher

I think some parts of this law should be imposed here as well.  The environment needs help, and the people need to be urbanized.

Nice no?!

This is our last pic from Saturday – “Love’s in the Air” Night.  Taken in front of Padi’s Point at MOA.

There are days when you feel like there’s a fistful of bad feelings that’s pressing itself against your gut.  I’ve been feeling like that all morning.

Right now, one thing’s for sure:  there’s nothing else I want better to do but quit my job, and drop some friends.  Just to relieve the pressure I’m under, most of which comes from my own dislike to waste time.  I dislike that I’ve been thoroughly left displaced and dispassionate about my job.  I hate that some friends are jerks, and that they repel other budding friendships.

I think I need that one cathartic moment that I’ve been asking the Universe for very badly… and soon…

I tagged along with my favorite friends, Jim and Vic to the Sunday gossip show The Buzz.  Well we were basically there for Vic, that was the plan.  I’m so out of the showbiz thing, I’m practically just there for fun and of course for blog content.

We first saw the Gretchen interview, with her mistle toe shoes.

Yeah guys, that wasn’t live, that was taped 30 mins before the actual show.

Then Kristine Hermosa came, she’s beautiful.

I learned that if you do a drive shot on your camera long enough, you get something interesting like this.

Ruffa is beautiful btw.

and Christine Reyes, too.

Anyway, after that fun ride we met the other guys at Trinoma.

Fun day, but not without issues…

But that is for another cryptic-filled entry in the days to come.

I think my laptop is suffering a flu, a virus that’s just annoying… haaays I’m trying to fix the files manually this evening, so goodluck to me…

Anyway, I had a great Orange Friday

Had lunch with Steph, Rubi and Jeff at Secret Recipe.

And in the evening, dinner with Jimmy and Vic, plus Jim Nev at Serendra

Fun, fun, fun…

Vic asked me, “Isn’t that your new shirt?”

I said, “No, this is my lucky shirt, because I always get lucky when I wear it…” lol

Blame this on my upbringing, that in times of emotional stress I usually become agreeable and diplomatic.  My mother is my number one role model for this.  She says yes to everything, even if she doesn’t mean it, in the name good ties.  Just a couple of days ago, I received a call from my aunt saying that a family is claiming the hand of my brother (yes, true story), saying that my mother agreed to have him wed their youngest daughter.  Correct me if I’m wrong, but this is the year 2008, right?

Having that matter to straighten out as my responsibility aside, today has been a stressful week for me.  Like good old solid stress in the bottle.  You can almost feel that I have a veil in between me and my true distress.

I’m just trying to get by, in the name of good ties.