Tears on my window

Invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away. ~Adabella Radici~

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Same place, same date. Just as when the celebration was almost over.

An image produced on my birthday. The aircon in that reserved room was too high.

[postscript:]

Crim and I watched "And I Love You So" during the weekend. Knowing my dislike for Bea A., Crim had to treat me (that was the deal as I wouldn't watch it on my own). Half-way through the film, we both wanted to walk out of the cinema house. "Guard ang gate pakisara, delikado ang mga bata!" (Crim's most unforgettable line from the movie)

Before heading home, we had coffee and beer at a nearest, most available videoke in LB. Coffee and beer fought inside my stomach but a bunch of ice did the trick. It calmed down somehow. Crim and I sang the sappiest songs...good thing no one knew us there. Goodness, it was nice to belt. As Crim said: "if you're heart could not say it, sing it!" (or something like that).

Table for two

The scene appeals to me: two men, one table amongst the many empty one, it was almost midnight.

We were at Dampa in Cubao two days ago...celebrating life. Oki, Deb, Dax are also August celebrators so we agreed to treat our friends on that one particular day, my actual birthday. We stayed there until almost midnight. From the corridor of our reserved room, I found this two men drinking the night away. The pitcher of Pale Pilsen gone and the ice cubes had already turned into water. Both of them looked intense. One of the guys at the restaurant was pointing at my direction, probably trying to get their attention because I was shooting at them. The two guys seemed unmindful.

Happiness is an overated word but that night, I was particularly "happy". It always feels good to celebrate life in the company of "friends"...people who (has the capability to) understand my eccentricities and would not require explanations for them.

Plus, the food was really delicious.

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[postscript:]

A cornball talking to a cornborer:

“Naisip ko lang, kung friends mo sila, malamang disordered din ang mga tables nila so naisip kong yun ang ibigay na gift!"

The cornball explained while spitefully looking at the cornborer's "chaotic" table with all the heap of books and papers, copious post-it, and loose papers dwelling all over. Then as if it was not enough, the cornball said:

"Wala naman sigurong ahas dyan!" (pointing at the heap of papers and books)

I gave him a hard laugh (which least to say, is the most unexpected reaction).