Merry Christmas!

Christmas is indeed a time for reconciliation. Last night, Claire called me and greeted me merry christmas. It was a bit awkward but pleasant nonetheless. I am overjoyed!

Merry christmas to all!

Fallout

One of the most painful things that a person can ever experience in life is to fall out with a friend. It belongs right up there with losing someone dear or breaking up with a significant other.

Thirty days ago today, I started falling out with a friend. The reasons were unclear and we didn't bother to talk about it. Let's call this friend Claire.

Claire is one of my more recent friends. We were introduced by a common friend and we clicked right away. We are based in different cities but we continued to exchange emails and text messages. Sometimes, we would also burn the phone lines with our very long conversations. Other times, we would see each other and catch up. There was never a dull moment that I shared with Claire.

But those moments are now gone. I do not know if they will ever return. In the thirty days of silence, I only received one text message. It was cryptic and I did not bother to decipher it.

I know that in time, I will understand what is happening. But until then, I can only wait and reminisce...

November 5

Today we observed the 1st anniversary of Papa Mike's death. It was an emotional day for me as I recalled the moment when I heard the news one year ago. Scenes from the wake and the funeral flashed back in my mind. The skies seemed to empathize with me as rain pured down heavily.

The commemoration started with a mass at Papa's grave site in San Vicente Memorial Park, celebrated by Fr. Dirk. Merienda cena/dinner followed at the Flores residence. In attendance were Papa's close friends and our relatives from both sides of the family. Of course, my own friends also came in full force. I couldn't have gone through the painful emotions without them.

Trick or Treat!

Last night, I was out with my girlfriends, celebrating halloween. We gathered at Kusina Avenue where we sang our hearts out and loaded on booze. I was on "performance level" and sang most of my favorites by Madonna. "Borderline" will never be the same again after my "show". By midnight, I was already heavily influenced and committed the mortal sin of drunk texting a friend. I do not remember any of the messages I sent and I was dismayed to see my outbox empty this morning. To make the long story short, the friend went cold turkey on me today. No sign of life whatsoever. For how long? I wonder...

Kindred Spirits

"A kindred spirit is someone who shares similar thoughts and feelings, someone who is close in temperament and nature to yourself, to whom you have a rare spiritual link that is very special and you can't quite explain." - Wikipedia