oh what a wonderful life!

i talked to Ruffa Guttierez on her hotel room. The Ruffa Guttierez of Annabelle Rama.  She reminds me of a character in Noli Me Tangere. The fat lady wife of Don tiburcio or something. She's such a character! From her adopted twang down to her unsolicited advices. And then Aga Muhlach. It was blah. Nothing interesting. He likes to stare in my eyes as if to confirm that he is THE Aga Muhlach. I stare back and all i could think of was my deadline.  People create auras for other people while some people generate their own striking appeal. One strong evidence is that of Albert Martinez in a white V-neck shirt directing himself in a tele serye i once made raket in. Whew! It was booze in hindsight. Such appeal. 

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Then again, its a boring life. Going in my lonely apartment and sweeping fallen hair. Tension rises up every monday evening for yet another taping. Checking on creases. Too tired to turn on the TV. Too tired to hold a book. Missing my Frenchy. Thinking about uptight needs. Looking for chocolate and finding a bitten Cream-O. Pwede na yan.. trying on all the earrings. Getting rid of old papeles. Then reading a script from a play. Listening to the Musicals Cd. Acting like Mary Magdalene. Looking in the mirror. Checking if you can cry in a span of 30 seconds. You can in 15 seconds. Texting an old director to give you a copy of her film. Then di na pala gumagana ang phone. Writing for the next segment. Pero wala kang masulat. Matulog na nga lang. Then somebody texts you to do this. You shun information. Then you shun your eyes.

oh, what a wonderful life!