on being alone

Solitude--I find this word beautiful, literally and figuratively. And today, I am alone. But then, I don't have any regrets at all. I think it's perfectly normal for everyone to dream of having the own space, to just be yourself and feel and watch the world go by all by yourself.

I didn't wish to be alone intentionally. In fact, I was longing for a company. Yet maybe God intended it for me to set out without anyone, or else, I'd feel empty all day. I worked, "shopped" in various UK stalls, beautified myself for a special affair, got my own hair spa, and traveled to and fro Cebu until eleven in the evening by myself. I greeted out friends, met new people, listened to talks from strangers, and eaten without anyone I knew beside me.

Solitude, indeed, is a beautiful word for me. This makes my life more introspective now.

what a night...

Yesterday was quite a night, but then, I'd never could have enjoyed it just as much. My friends and I went out to see a horror film, which, for us, just turned out to be a total laugh trip. But before that, I got to meet my friends from my previous employment, Xlibris, along with our balikbayan from Dubai Lee.

You could just really see how time flies so fast, and yet, how certain things remain the same. Lee was still the "palainum" and "dakog kaon" girl I used to know her from way back; only, she seemed to gain some weight. Ryan was still the big dark guy I've come to piss off and argue with in spelling, grammar, and punctuation; only he has his recent salary increase (ha-ha!) and he stays up late now. He goes out--finally!

Mortuary may not be the best horror movie of all time--and mind you, I don't ever think it's a horror movie (ha-ha!), but I enjoyed my friends' company; and if I were to weigh which matters most, the technicalities of the film or the companionship and laughter, I'd definitely choose the latter.