me and the mmda

On a Friday afternoon not too long ago, Broody witnessed me negotiating with an MMDA the amount of bribe it would take for him to let me off the hook for beating the red light. Never mind that the intersection is impossibly congested and that the traffic light goes green for about a minute before going red for the next ten. Never mind that there are other cars who did the same. I was the last one to cross and there's nowhere to go anyway. 

Today, on another Friday afternoon, same congested intersection. Same MMDA person. Different violation - coding day and it's way past my driving window. For a split second I thought I'd stop and bribe him again...but only for a second. As the road before me cleared, I sped off. There, I ran away from the MMDA. 

A briber and a fugitive. 

too long ago

It's a bit amusing how my Present, who has always advocated me staying friends with my pasts, found one particular Past's maneuverings irritating. Amusing in a nice, sweet kind of way. 

And two and a half years ago, this was written:

Anyway, this is just my way of coping with your being gone and away. I will let go only when it is time to let go of my feelings for you. For now, I will hold on with what I feel for you, as long as I can. I have no expectations, just hopes. Hope that we will both be happy with our lives, together or apart. Hope that we will continue to be friends, and keep in touch from time to time. Hope that the lessons we learned will stay with us forever, and will help us in our future relationships.

Gasp. We hardly kept in touch. We barely communicate. But for whatever it's worth, we each found our happiness. 

it's not that bad

Turning a corner, that's how it feels. An emotional corner. It looks like the countdown is ending with a surprisingly enlightened turn of events. Of course, last minute surprises can still upset the results. Gosh am starting to sound like one of those market commentators on Bloomberg.

Broody, as usual, provided the calm. So Zen.

becoz

because it ain't over 'till the fat lady sings....or something to that effect. 

if that's the case

...then why am I still counting?

funnity from grad school

erwin:

"when i was working for an investment bank, i go to Hoovers. 

now in VA, i go to Hooters."

sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow 'go to hell" as a curse."

more sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow certain words that start with 'F', such as 'Failed' "

and another sandy:

"No fistfights allowed. That's only for the Parliaments of Taiwan and Korea."

funnity from grad school

erwin:

"when i was working for an investment bank, i go to Hoovers. 

now in VA, i go to Hooters."

sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow 'go to hell" as a curse."

more sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow certain words that start with 'F', such as 'Failed' "

and another sandy:

"No fistfights allowed. That's only for the Parliaments of Taiwan and Korea."

funnity from grad school

erwin:

"when i was working for an investment bank, i go to Hoovers. 

now in VA, i go to Hooters."

sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow 'go to hell" as a curse."

more sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow certain words that start with 'F', such as 'Failed' "

and another sandy:

"No fistfights allowed. That's only for the Parliaments of Taiwan and Korea."

funnity from grad school

erwin:

"when i was working for an investment bank, i go to Hoovers. 

now in VA, i go to Hooters."

sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow 'go to hell" as a curse."

more sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow certain words that start with 'F', such as 'Failed' "

and another sandy:

"No fistfights allowed. That's only for the Parliaments of Taiwan and Korea."

funnity from grad school

erwin:

"when i was working for an investment bank, i go to Hoovers. 

now in VA, i go to Hooters."

sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow 'go to hell" as a curse."

more sandy:

"La Salle policy does not allow certain words that start with 'F', such as 'Failed' "

and another sandy:

"No fistfights allowed. That's only for the Parliaments of Taiwan and Korea."

will lightning strike the pool

I forgot the answer, am sure one of my natural sciences geek friends had provided the answer to this in gradeschool, probably Dax or Bong...so i ask again, will lightning strike me while swimming at the pool?

Because I wanted to practice...while I have the time. So while I wait for the weather to clear up a bit I put on that DVD of Brothers and Sisters and started with the first season. It's so full of drama I wonder why I even bothered to re-watch QAF when I have this juicy bit of a primetime soap.

Anyway, had brunch with two of the boys today. While waiting for K to arrive at that Powerbooks in Megamall, me and M tried to browse at the selections of specialty books, M doing the rounds of Design (because he's a RULER) and me going the Pinks (because I am a PROTRACTOR). I can't believe there's so many, until I realize they're from just a few authors. 

I picked one of Louie Cano's..reading the first few articles of his Brusko Pink and actually liking it. Until I realize someone's been passing by three or four times with a knowing smile on his face. No, knowing smile doesn't really describe it. It's more like a sneer or a look-down smile. From where I was standing it was insulting, so I looked back and returned a sneer.

An "o, ano tinitingin-tingin mo" look is more like it. Natakot ang loko...

Back to Brothers & Sisters. Ang drama-drama naman....but I know I'll be hooked. I just know.

townclownbrowncountdown

t - 31

and the timer starts NOW!

*got tons of books to read - Salinger, Hull, Albom, Lowry, Laquian-Laquian, Porter*

*two new skills to learn - swim, Spanish*

*more DVDs to watch and re-watch*

*three drawers and a box to organize*

* and I got time on my hands I do not intend to waste while "waiting"*

*as my dear horoscope said, this time it's extra-routine but not extra-boring*

*oh and I get to do regular brunch with the boys, drinky-drinky with the "friendship" and regular watermelon dates with Broody*

*although I am worried by this: "new things become old things, and then they are gone -- and you might miss them.." 

hmmmmm...