i am sorry i have been too happy posted by imani , Saturday, May 1, 2010 at 7:40 AM, in Labels: freefall

i woke up this morning with a b*tch of a headache...and 'remembered' that i have been keeping myself preoccupied the last couple of days - and with preoccupied i meant talking to, drinking and going around with monette.

tonight is the third night i am finding myself tucked away in my unexpected refuge. and it does feel nice - to be here and keep the company of people i have known a long time. initially, i was planning to stay 'here' all by myself but realized that tagging someone along wouldn't hurt at all.

i haven't exactly been very responsible - i know i haven't written anything in a while and i am sorry. and just so that your expectations are well managed, usually the dry spell (pertains to my inability to write) is caused by one of two things (or both...): i am too happy or i feel numb. in this case, i am too happy. believe it or not. well i cannot believe it myself. i am in that stage where i realized life just has so much to offer so i took that leap of faith and i am trusting that life is meaning to teach me something.

so this post is my attempt to invite you into my world, or what has been happening in my life and what i can remember of the last three days.

day one:

• got to my refuge around 6:00 in the evening. had to brave the rain that swept through pasay and makati to get myself here. along the way i asked monette if she would like to meet and i receiver a message that said: 'i am free!'
  
• waited for monette and decided to get ourselves a bottle of tanduay ice - the first night wouldn't have been as enjoyable if not for a great conversation and the aid of alcohol.
• see, this experience makes me feel like i am going back to the basics. and with basics i meant feeling like a caveman. when we got hungry, we decided to leave the room and headed downstairs to hunt for food. monette and i found ourselves in ziggurat, a lovely, quaint restaurant sitting between tigris and euphrates streets. we had shish beef kebabs and indian rice - i am a sucker for persian food. dinner was surprisingly filling. i like culinary adventures and am glad that i shared that moment with monette.
• before heading back to our room, we decided to get ourselves them bottles of tanduay ice and replenish our cigarette supplies.
  
• don't ask me about what happened to my lungs.

day two:

• monette stayed the night. she decided not to show up (sorry i am being too cryptic here, but i will be crucified upside down should i ever mention it here.) and we headed to greenbelt where we had lunch at pancake house then got ourselves two tall cups of iced mocha.
  
• we went around glorietta and greenbelt - for what else?! - books! we ended up buying VCDs and that's just weird. wehehe.
• went back to the room around 3 pm and decided to watch the videos we bought. i still had to go to work that night due to the lack of coverage which was a total bummer but hey - for the love of God and everything that is holy and for the sake of avoiding having to butt heads with my superior, i went to work.
• i was at work a total of four hours and was able to accomplish all that needed to be done. my aim was to go 'honda' (in other words - leave the office on the dot) but was unsuccessful. i came back around 1:45 am with my best friend watching a cooking show on discovery travel and living.
• had a psuedo dinner at jolibee - i didn't eat anything before coming to work so i had to feed my pets (my tummy...or the creatures in my tummy if there are any).
• went to handle bar and had a good time. we didn't go there to be handled any other way though. i just want to be clear about that. ahahah.
• tried cerveza negra for the first time and just like what monette said - it has this distinct aftertaste - it left in my mouth the taste of black coffee. and i thought to myself - isn't this the grandest thing - i can consume two of my choice of poison in one drink.
• we headed back to our room and saw the movie 'memoirs of a geisha' again. which made us both want to re-read the book. and made me relive the moments i wanted ken watanabe all to myself.
  

day three:

• monette left me in the morning to do some stuff at work. boo to you monette - for being a slave to your work. wait...who am i to talk anyway!?
• got up 11:30 am, without any recollection of what i told monette before she left for work. she then reminded me that i mumbled: 'okay, text me' twice. and even when she has recounted the story, i still do not remember anything.
• i picked her up from her office in paseo de roxas and went straight to aveneto.
• she ordered a bowl of meatball parmigiana for me and chicken pesto for her. lunch actually felt like my 'last supper.' ahahah
• went to starbucks in greenbelt 1 to cool the heat off with a glass of iced mocha and talked about our lives (and loves and lusts...or at least the things we lust for and lust about) over coffee and cigarettes.
• monette had to go home get herself some clothes and i had to go back here. i waited for the other leg of the triangle to complete the bonding session - ron!!!
  
• prepared an 'odd' but highly effective concoction for ron and monette - composed of yakult (and all the lactobacillus shirota strain in it), pineapple flavored fit 'n right and GSM blue. odd, odd combination - you have live lactobacillus which they say is good for the tummy, you have pineapple juice and don't we all know what good it is supposed to give us...but then you add a bottle of gin - which kills brain cells and damages the liver. don't ask me where i got the idea.
• monette just stepped in (at around 11:22 pm) and we are well on our way to being or getting subdued...if not wasted.
• this night offers a lot - a chance to catch up, a chance to lament over things that hurt us, a chance to realize all the good that has happened and all the dreams we can still fulfill...and above all...a chance to seize the moment and enjoy life.

over and out...for now.