THE GATHERING

It's Iko's birthday celebration today held in Mcdonalds. He's the only son of Kublai who never looked like the typical bore of a mummy with her pierced nose, back tattoo, Cynthia Luster hairdo and Manila spunk (imagine that description). The only thing that looked so mummy on her was her choice of nail polish: beige. (Mine is colored eggplant)

Before that gathering we had some time to be together while having our nails done.  We headed off to Penguin in Malate for a sit down rendezvous and lo Paulie was there too with Aries listening to some jazz punk fusion music.  Well, the bitterbitch let us be and so started our so called female bonding. She in SML and me in a margarita. Let me crimp up some of our thoughts: relationships and contentment.

K: So, when are you gonna have kids?

G: I'm too selfish for that.

K: What are you waiting for?

G: For me to be unselfish.

K: Di na darating yan... you will be selfish... with kids.

G: OK (sabay tingin sa malayo)

Its funny because she didn't ask me when am i gonna get married and then have kids. Oh well, for a time, yes errr no, for the longest time i have been selfish. Of course its not only me but then i have always believed in small and large indulgences be it consumerist or not. Gahd, i cannot even save properly for myself how much more for other people.  If You only knew how much i am bending myself to keep things straight financially lalo na sa pagkain.  I think i am in a direction towards vegetarianism. 

I am hoping to unlearn that if not all the time then in times of emergencies. Oh yes, i am such a flawed character--- looking for answers in the wrong places and finding other places fit for habitation. Leche puro metaphors. Basta.

Kublai also had this dilemma. Her focus on contentment in her current relationship seems in a daze. Her main fault is discontentment. She wants to write a book on how people are always looking for something else. Goodluck. And i suddenly remembered a line i got from a forgotten source--- Contentment is death. Parang may pagka Oscar Wilde ang hirit na iyon but then it has a point.

Anyway, somehow Kublai and me live parallel lives except for the kids part and McDonald's parties.

P.S.

Try throwing away your clothes on the floor as if your making palayas to somebody. Feels good.