I am beginning to like unplanned events and less meaningful conversations. I woke up at 7pm yesterday to watch a play in UST. Yes, the old college of whatever it is that makes me a notch higher now. I came an hour late so it was almost on the last act so i just read a folio. Everybody was happy and i felt like a flatline so i went to the loners' hub that is the church. The only place where i can remain and feel like as if talking to someone who knows me well. I didn't pray but i had thoughts on what was happening. I've been thinking too much. I was indirectly talking to myself.

Mansanas came and hitched me a ride and again the cliche of old friends seeing each other. Grabe ang payat mo na naman!. I said i was goin back to basics and wanted to plant seeds of humble revenge. She said what the hell was i doing in ABS and working for some Ateneo-educated Waray celebrity. Well, I do not like him in the first place and it doesn't bother me. GMA friends have the same comment so does Poodrahbel who always and never fails to spot a dust in my life. At least I am not in the showbiz jungle where the guy also appears.

But she insisted what the hell was i doing there. I know, i know. Gosh, its so much of a struggle to explain everything that you like and don't like. I am like a discoverer. of course, there is nothing new to discover and i guess it's not based on the new stuff to discover but having new pairs of eyes. Well, as much as you and they don't like it, I'm always seeing them with new pairs of eyes.

I met kitsi too and we talked about the moon and cloud formation and how phallic they can be. I remember a scene in a play written by my very handsome director in GMA. 2 sixteen year olds were inlove and tried to make a love vow at the moon. Then suddenly while they were vowing to the moon, the clouds came over and the moon was nowhere in sight. Years later the couple separated. Oh yeah, that was our common bond for the love of theater. We talk about plays we read and saw.

Kitsi said that it's good if you have your most desired intangible thing within your reach even if it pains you to have it. Yeah. Damn good.

"But what if that desired thing came to you and pricked you?" I asked.

 Let the blood begin.