Dear Diary

Dear Diary, Carlo sat beside me today. He's so cute blah! blah! Blah!

Who could ever forget this Tender Juicy ad from the 90s? Patrick Garcia was so cute then, now he's hot. Well, that was when I saw him in Cosmo's Bachelor last year, I think. Anyway, last night, while I was trying to find some reading material to bore me to Dreamland, I saw my 2007 Starbucks planner. I converted it into a journal/diary or whatever you may call it. I wasn't much of a blogger then.

I started reading January up until mid march. A wave of nostalgia filled me. I could vividly remember the scenes I wrote down. The entries were hilarious, sad, informative, sexy and downright silly. I even saw some grammatical errors. Hey, I'm not perfect OK. I must have been really bothered, both in a good and bad way, when I wrote that entry down.

I saw how I spent all my hard earned cash during that time. Darn. Now I hate myself. To shop is human, to indulge is divine. I must have seen myself during that time as a goddess who had the honor of trying the art called 'shopping'. Haha! I now understand why my credit card bill is way off the charts. I hate my indulgent side. Rar.

I remember the time when I almost gave up dancing. There were days wherein I just wanted to stop training, leave and forget who I was, who I was with. Luckily, I changed my mind. Honestly, I could barely recall this since I love pep so much. And because of this love I still go back. Pep has been my family here. Elevate 7 was full of drama. It was haggard as well since there was an NCC practice too. Good thing, the concert was a success and the NCC, never mind. Hehe. Now I believe that the Pandan resto has a curse. Remember UAAP 05? Darn.

Work. I realized why I wanted to leave IBM. All my entries about work was all about boredom. Good thing they moved me into a new position. Well, at least I lasted another year. There were days when I'm buried 6 feet under things to do. Others were just plain easy and happy. I enjoyed 2 hour lunches, 3 hour coffee breaks and even watch movies during work hours. Damn, I miss those days.

But the chunk of what I used to write about was my non-existent love life. Yuh. I could recall all my drama queen moments. I tried to shy away from some people just to stop myself from going gaga over them. I told others and myself, actually fooled myself, that I was over somebody. I both curse and thank those 3 bittersweet years. I was just plain crazy over somebody. Good thing I barely see him now. Memories of how I liked him were flooding the pages of the diary. Proximity matters. What can I do? I see him every freakin' day of the week! I was in love, and that was it. I tripped, I stumbled and finally fell. Good thing I picked my poor little self up.

It was funny how I used to call someone as 'Kabit'. Well, it all started way back in 2006. A silent moment, lying on the pure sands of Boracay, under the starlit sky. Since then, he became a big part of my fab life. Weekend mall trips, late night conversations over a cup of coffee, countless exchange of SMS and other memorable trips. He did make life both easier and complicated. Easier because we cheer each other up when one is blue. Complicated because...just because. The more we got to know each other, the more I liked his company. Reality check, just like the other guy, this wasn't going somewhere. We're friends and that's how we have always been. We may have had some rough times but we get through them. I now call him 'Asawa'. Promoted from being a mere 'Kabit'. Hahaha! By the way, belated happy birthday. Mwah!

So far, so good. The first two and a half months of my diary was a wild ride down the memory lane. It was was fast and bumpy. Yet I enjoyed it.

Sometimes, time passes by so fast I could barely keep up.

I'm looking forward to reading the rest.

XOXO