my 23rd birthday, bow.

* nitz and i realized that true friends don't need a glittery extravagant venue for get-to
gethers, even a bite from a humble restaurant can be the best place to pick up where
friends left off. long walks along the highway can already mean a walk in the park for us!

yup, this may sound a little weird but this is the first time in recent history [from college days to working days) that i was able to celebrate my birthday on the exact day. my college bdays either comprised of murphy's law (like, being ditched by your invited friends in front of the food that you especially prepared for them (2004) and being told that they cant come because they just got home from a major overtime (2007) or thesi sdays (that the only time you can spare was to thank those who greeted you through txt because everyone else is cramming to beat the deadline (2006)] and last year on my first working year, i found myself taking in calls on my birthday. most of the time, all that i have are post-birthday celebrations, post fun moments with friends, post everything.

but this 2008, things came my way. i was able to snag the whole day for myself that not even a snotty/bitchy/grumpy american caller could ruin. i was able to enjoy my 23rd birthday with no other than this superfriend i've had for years (but almost lost). i spent the day, with what your gradeschool schoolmates blurt out as "my bestfriend".

nitz and i started the day at 11am where we met up at sm makati (because being the promdi that i am with makati, the only place i know i cant go wrong in makati is sm). and we had a little chitchat, and had a little smoke (come on, its my birthday. hehe) we were about to go to greenbelt to watch twilight, but the movie started at 1:15 pm. so with an hour to spare, we decided to browse around. yup, i really mean browsed around, just like what my mother always says "magshopping na may kasamang window", because the place is too expensive and too posh for us to handle. and with nitz being galante that day, she offered me to have some coffee first, her treat, she said. hehe. so there, we went to cbtl, and had the time of our lives in reliving our pre-school and gradeschool days. what i love and hate about nitz is that fact that she reminds me of home too much. haha. and its such an irony of us being inside a "very-not-so-us coffee shop talking about the days gone by. we talked about everything and everyone else. i think we missed each other too much because of almost one year of no-talk. (yes, it was dec 14 of last year that our so called "miscommunication" happened. that very day, when i texted her that unforgettable line that vaughne cant seem to get over with. "sana huwag mong hintaying yung time na hindi ka na namin mamiss" ) so we really had a lot of catching up to do and our stories seemed to be endless, like each person in our lives seem to have a story waiting to be told. and being expert chismosas in our own ways, no one was missed out, everyone was given the chance to be laughed at, mocked, missed, and cursed. haha.

so, after some moments spent with overpriced mocca fraps, major gossiping, and taking pictures, we headed to greenbelt 3 to watch twilight. overwhelmed by the fun i have with her almost made me have my picture taken with the cast of twlight, you know, the life size poster of bella, edward and the cullens we saw in malls, but good thing, the "rational" part of who i am still existed, so i helped myself.

the movie is a true blue example of overrated. yes, i expected so much about the movie which only turned out to be a very high school flick about the star-crossed lovers, bella and edward. what bothered me so much is the apparent overdone make-up Edward had, it was just so funny that the movie went over the top just to exemplify the idea of "bloodless". but it was my birthday, so nitz and i tried to enjoy the movie, because there's no other way to do so.



to be continued... haha. extreme sleep deprivation striking.

.mylucky23.

this is my december, so does the song say. l love everything about december. its really "my time of the year". sometimes, i love the month too much that it makes me sad to realize how uneventful it turns out to be. just when you thought that everything will be magical and all that, you only find yourself waiting in vain for even a flicker of an unasumming falling star. but i still love december even if it means having to grow a year older, much more it means having to work your asses during christmas and new year's eve. sometimes, we love some things for no rhyme or reason. trust me, i should know all that.

so now that december just unfolded itself a few days ago, i just cant help but feel amused by the fact that my favorite time of the year is here to stay, maybe only for a while, but enough to let me feel that from this day forward, everyday will be my day.

i will be turning 23 eleven days from now. and i dont even want to elaborate on how time snatches away the minutes of my life half the time. because of the fact that the idea is already getting old and sad and repulsive. maybe a change of mode is necessary. maybe this time, just a shift from the status quo, i should be excited about getting old. well, yeah, i am trying to be excited. they say twenty three is a lucky number so i want to see for myself if magic will still take a chance on me. sometimes we all need excitement, we all need something to look forward to, because there's just no other way to go. sometimes, we need a deliberate "leap of faith" - that we dont even have to wait for it to inspire us, we do it intentionally to go through life . so, for a change, i am excited on my upcoming 23rd year!

i cant tell for sure why but i'm becoming too hopeful lately. its ironic but i'm becoming used to the prices i pay when i oversleep, more so when i deprive myself of sleeping. not to mention that i am also able to control my terminal disease of homesickness. maybe because i daydream too much lately or maybe because i've revived my supposedly bad habit of self-talking. trust me, they work. they may be baby footsteps to insanity but they do magic in personal growth. haha.

or maybe, because thai massage really does magic that it even influences a better view with life! haha. but that's another story. i really enjoyed, or was amused, by the thai massage that creck, qevz, and i tried last week. it was soo funny and humiliating all the same. i wasnt able to help myself, hysterical laughter got in the way, time and again. i just couldnt control myself from laughing. every inch of my body got tickled because every joint and nerve endings are overly sensitive - that i only discovered last week. the massage was the best laugh i had this month.



lucky 23, im counting on that. this is supposed to be my beginner's luck, because i am never lucky. i mess up most of the time, i cant even win a cheap teddy bear in a lousy arcade game. so i want to have a change of phase this time on my 23rd year. i want to win big on my 23rd year, whichever and whatever, it doesnt matter. well, nothing should be impossible, right? remember paulo coelho's luminary quote in the alchemist? "if you really want something, all the universe will conspire to help you achieve it." just like the cosmic proportion that happened last night when two bright stars (which were said to be venus and jupiter) above the inverted quarter moon formed an amusing celestial smiley. that may be a parody to coelho's quote but don't you think that's luck? a sign of hope from a randomly mundane existence. it may appear to be a major cornball, but hey, its all good, i know everyone felt nice about that noctural phenomenon.


=) --- like, how much hopeful should i get?