today is friend carolle's bday.. and since this morning, i've been all hyper and smiling. "at ano naman ang nangyari sa' yo?" quipped my truly jaded friend. "naka-steroids ka ba? you're so perky today it's annoying.." hahahahahahahaha!! spoken like a true cynic, carolle. that's why i love being with you..
anyway, we had lunch at cibo gateway. love their pesto (yep, even with the cream).. though the serving was kinda big for me. thumbs down to the iced tea with mint syrup. their syrup smelled eerily similar to listerine. i'm serious. the red grape shake looked yummy, though.. as well as the bruschetta. by the time we finished our food, carolle and i were *stuffed* haha. i just had to walk all that food off..
too bad we didn't have space in our stomach for the starbucks date. oh well. we'll save it for next time. when you get your pillow thingy from my car hehe :p thanx for lunch again, dudette. happy birthday.. and may you stick to your resolution.. at least for the first month of 2007 :)
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watch and wait..
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as soon as i got home from today's lunch date, i *had* to have my nails done (it's a good stress management technique, as i found out today). not wanting to be pestered by chitchat from the staff, i brought along my book entitled 'a perfect stranger' by roxana robinson. i read the short story, 'assez' (which means "enough" in french).. and i found it to be really sad. so beautifully sad.
here are some quotes from that story..
"you can't keep things as they are, but you can hold things fixed in your memory, and so i still have that evening, although everything was lost, after that"
"i would have given anything to have made that not happen, to have kept him ebbing away from me, but i could not. i did what i could, and it wasn't enough. i couldn't make a current strong enough to draw him to me; he left.."
"it's so strange to think that all that is past, gone, that it's over and can't be reclaimed. but that night in the warm garden, with the dark aromatic countryside all around us, the black starry sky overhead, we were happy. what we had, without realizing it, was enough. it was all we were to have, whether we wanted more or not"
assez. enough. i don't think i can take much more.
happy birthday, dude. glad you are. hope i will be. no matter what.
as soon as i got home from today's lunch date, i *had* to have my nails done (it's a good stress management technique, as i found out today). not wanting to be pestered by chitchat from the staff, i brought along my book entitled 'a perfect stranger' by roxana robinson. i read the short story, 'assez' (which means "enough" in french).. and i found it to be really sad. so beautifully sad.here are some quotes from that story..
"you can't keep things as they are, but you can hold things fixed in your memory, and so i still have that evening, although everything was lost, after that"
"i would have given anything to have made that not happen, to have kept him ebbing away from me, but i could not. i did what i could, and it wasn't enough. i couldn't make a current strong enough to draw him to me; he left.."
"it's so strange to think that all that is past, gone, that it's over and can't be reclaimed. but that night in the warm garden, with the dark aromatic countryside all around us, the black starry sky overhead, we were happy. what we had, without realizing it, was enough. it was all we were to have, whether we wanted more or not"
assez. enough. i don't think i can take much more.
happy birthday, dude. glad you are. hope i will be. no matter what.
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