328. breakeven

Thanks to all who greeted me two days ago! Your 'extra' effort makes the day even sweeter!


I started 27 with a BLAST. I took my birthday leave (yes, we do have such here!) to spend time with my family and cousins.

First stop: paying homage to our favorite lolo (grandpa) at Loyola Cemetery - Marikina. My cousin was off to San Diego the next day, so we decided to drop by our grandfather's mausoleum. My grandma tagged along with us, so we took time to pray.

After all the solemnity, we went to Gateway to grab a bite, "pit shop" and pamper ourselves at the salon.

Courtesy of my sister, who arrived from SanFo on my birthday, was a gift of 'feet' pampering! Yay!

Let me tell you this: I just lurveeee having a foot spa! The mint, the scrub, the massage that comes along with the services were so great, I couldn't help but crave for it over and over again! Not to mention the silky-smooth effect of such delightful pampering!

We spent the whole afternoon at the mall and after which, meet the rest of the family for dinner at Shangri-la. Splendid!

All relaxed and thankful, I went home satisfied.


But then again, like any other birthdays, there's always something to spoil it... just right now, I couldn't say that my day was exactly spoiled.


I was surprised he even remembered it was my birthday. It has been three months since we decided to move on with our lives and unexpectedly, he rose from the abyss of my past.

Going back, I couldn't say that my day was exactly spoiled. I was --- what's the right word? --- moved (?) that he still remembered. His e-mail was nothing but a greeting and a wish for my life's well-being; nonetheless, I suddenly felt butterflies. At that very moment, I was being sucked back in the black hole of vulnerability, reanimating all feelings that long ago subsided. It's back to same ol'.


...Maybe it's just a greeting, a way to be polite & respectful for the time being we enjoyed each other's company, and 'mean something' to each other. Maybe like me, his subconscious revels on the what-might-have-beens or how-the-other-party's-doing, something to that effect. Maybe like me, he needs a company for his misery. Or simply maybe, there's absolutely NOTHING to decipher behind it all.



I don't even want to try thinking and not thinking about it! It's a drama I don't even wanna start this 2009. But as elders say, foolishness oftentimes serve as a good companion to the heart. So bite me.