Hodgepodge

I have a confession to make. I was an Introvoys fan.  I was a Jonathan Buencamino fan. Back in the 90s, my lola's sister who was an administrator of a school in Bulacan thought that it'd be cool to hold a concert for the students.  Well, being her relatives, we got to watch it for free, and mingle with the then 'superstars'.  He wasn't the popular masa choice then.  Paco Arespacochaga was in demand.   Jonathan exuded this kind of meekness and, I don't know what else..but when it was time for the cousins to choose their idol amongst the band members, I knew what name to say.  We were kind of territorial then - my idol is no one else's.  I knew who was mine.  No one else wanted him anyway, they were all after Paco. So anyway, unlike the other students and fans who had to wait outside the gate for an autograph or a picture, we had the privilege to sit with them while they eat or rest and talk a bit.  Jonathan was very nice.  He was accommodating, sincere, and w

I just talked to my sister today, and it made my week.  I love Tatette.  I miss my family.  I miss real family time.  I'm sure dad does too.  Christmas has lost its spark because I know chances are, I'm gonna spend it in the hospital this year. I wanna go home.  now.

I remember having this conversation with a good friend about happiness one CI duty night.  I told her that I wish somebody more ambitious, more brilliant, more interested in being somebody big in this kind of world was put in my place so she could maximize all the opportunities and support I am given.  Don't get me wrong.  I am very thankful for what that One Big Guy up there (through my parents and my luck) has given me.  I am.  I feel blessed.  It's just that I feel that if somebody who knows how to strategize more and who's more hungry for what life has to offer - would probably be somebody bigger than I am at 25. I am a very simple person.  That is a statement of a fact, not in any way an attempt to false modesty.  Give me the essentials to live an uncomplicated life with the people that matter and I'm more than fine.  My idea of a perfect day is me waking up early to take a stroll along the beach and watch the perfect sunrise, go home in my well-lit spacious home,