Yep. once again, my face is home to more than four cute little infections. I didn't properly eat lunch today. i think I need another dose of appetenz, or whatever it's called. I only drank a glass of milk and ate a couple of piyayas. I smell of Gucci ENVY. tomorrow i think I'll smell of Hugo BOSS. Got a lot of samples from J's sis. I feel like a rich metrosexual who lives in Italy or London, or at least I smell like one. It's a fine day, the usual blistering heat but fine nonetheless. i checked out a former classmate's blog and I kind of recognize a familiarity of what i used to write here..utter BOREDOM. that hasn't happened in a while, thank God. i realize now, that you can do nothing but still not be bored, that i can go salsa dancing not just with my confusion but also with my self. I thank God for Speed Levitch's words and Richard Linklater's movies, they've all given me a positivity on existence and yes, even love. i wish to write(poetry) but i'm thinking maybe after the big news, if i got in the workshop or not. A weird incident last night; had an anonymous missedcaller, I texted the number asking whose it was, and it answered (and note the spelling): a friend from dumaguite. I replied "who exactly" and then he(i'm thinking it's a male) answered: siliman creative writing workshop in dumaguete, I'm sorry for disturving(note the spelling again) you, won't happen again, never again, Good Luck. I replied "i just don't like anonymous callers or texters, it would disturb m e more if your remain anonymous." and he answered: nevermind....
I don't remember what he texted after that, however i do remember my last text which was: "i'm sorry too, it's not good doing that to people you know."
And that was that.
Weird. i wish he would've told when the results are coming out. i think he's an assistant or something in the screening comittee who saw my picture and got my number, how convenient is that?
well, I think this post is long enough for a prosy one. Super Perfundo!
