Allow Me

. . . to borrow Virgil’s famous line: “Varium et mutabile sem per femina”. Or as loosely translated, “All women are unpredictably bitches”.  This is to say that one cannot go lambasting the other because he once thought that she’s a good girl. Well, don’t you feel guilty about unleashing that bitchiness in her? Learn from Virgil and stop talking nonsense.

. . . to confess that I have been consumed by rage. It maybe too strong a word but it best describes the grief and the anger I felt then. I have no one to blame but myself. I cannot make others accountable for what they did to me. It was my fault that I allowed them to take advantage of what I can offer. Maybe, madali lang talaga akong maloko. Lessons learned the hard way—first, do not be too trusting; second, God uses the people you love most to teach you the value of the first. 

. . .  to release my excitement about BDJ 2010. Gee, it will be launched on the 25th in Eastwood. So many activities are in store for those who will attend. And you guessed it right, I am one of the early birds to sign up. Hahaha. My BDJ love will never extinguish eventhough I have no one to share the free CBTL ice blends with. Well, none yet.

. . . for one last time to cry today. I spent my whole afternoon reading P.S. I Love You by Barbara Conklin when the rain started to fall off from the sky. It started as drizzle but as it progresses, I was reminded of the very unfortunate Saturday Ondoy wrath. The raindrops made me sad. It made me realize that I am terribly missing a lot of things. Things that I used to enjoy for the past fifteen months. 

P.S: I am watching Cruel Intentions as per Ken’s generous information that my ever rare “Kathryn” happens the name of the lead character. It is a trilogy. Then I guess, I am on a marathon again.