"heaven knows i'm miserable now..."
i decided to wallow away in misery and spend the 4th of july by myself. for some strange reason, i feel so much better after having gone through my own self-created dramas. i don't know if that has anything to do with being a virgo. even when i die i want my funeral incredibly sad.
anyway, i had a bad case of homesickness last friday so i decided to go into the city and spend time with a girlfriend of mine whom i've known since high school. she's gone on to having her own life... getting engaged, converting to judaism, being a stepmom. it was a good day. we reminisced, naturally. we did pretty stupid stuff back then but then again there were no malls. just afternoons in valle to sneak a smoke in another friends garden. truly high school stuff. so that was it. oh yeah, after dessert we bumped into annabella sciorra who's very petite and very pretty. she was with that guy from "third watch", bobby something. he was the guy who had funky spunk in "sex and the city".
and speaking of reminiscing, on the train back, my ipod hit to "sailing" by christopher cross. and you know how scents bring you back to a certain time or memory? that song did it for me. it brought me back to 1982. i used to swim in quezon city sports club and the hippest place to go back then was mcdonald's in greenhills. and air supply and the village people came to town (can i fucking die?) summers in tali. sigh. where did all those years go?
anyway, i had a bad case of homesickness last friday so i decided to go into the city and spend time with a girlfriend of mine whom i've known since high school. she's gone on to having her own life... getting engaged, converting to judaism, being a stepmom. it was a good day. we reminisced, naturally. we did pretty stupid stuff back then but then again there were no malls. just afternoons in valle to sneak a smoke in another friends garden. truly high school stuff. so that was it. oh yeah, after dessert we bumped into annabella sciorra who's very petite and very pretty. she was with that guy from "third watch", bobby something. he was the guy who had funky spunk in "sex and the city".
and speaking of reminiscing, on the train back, my ipod hit to "sailing" by christopher cross. and you know how scents bring you back to a certain time or memory? that song did it for me. it brought me back to 1982. i used to swim in quezon city sports club and the hippest place to go back then was mcdonald's in greenhills. and air supply and the village people came to town (can i fucking die?) summers in tali. sigh. where did all those years go?