ten things in my gay mind: missing a few friends and some other things...

10.] Remember your Friendster account? Well, with so many beta and networking sites that have been popping-up, it has become quite a chore to deal with the nitty-gritty of that site. I mean, when did Friendster become FS? And when did it become so loaded? Here I am still trying to figure out Facebook and I never realized how much FS had a major face-lift, pardon the pun.

For the longest time, i have just been logging on to Friendster, just to see if the site's still up, but have never bothered updating the contents. To get to my point, there i was going through the dust bunnies, cobwebs, and the corpse of a dead friend by a corner [kidding!] when I started checking out my messages in the inbox.

And there it was, this simple e-mail that prompted this blog post and it read, "Hey Niki, here's my number _ _ _ _ _. Text me, okay?"

And sorting through a dozen or so more messages, I read another e-mail, sent earlier than the previous one, answering the same e-mail message I had sent him long ago. And I must say, after reading them both, i was touched.

You see, Robert is not the type of friend that i have spent innumerable hours with bonding as friends would. I met him under the circumstances of digits and e-mails; yet he is as dear to me as someone I have spent a lifetime of friendship with. He's a person that's not hard to like; and he has this very positive vibe about him. I appreciated his sincerity, the helping hand he extended during my brief stint at ABS-CBN, and the many musings about almost anything exchanged during coffee breaks and lunch hour. And it did not hurt that he was Ilonggo and could also speak Kinaray-a as well...

Robert strikes me as a traveller in this lifetime. Having kept in touch after working for the other network, I have seen the guy juggle with staying in the Ateneo or leaving the Ateneo, learning to be a pilot [i gotta ask what became of that], attend what seemed to be fun parties, come back from whichever corner of the world he decided to explore -such things that I only associate with him.

In the simplest exchanges, catching-up, and just letting the other know what's up, Robert has earned a spot in my heart for being genuine amidst the distance.

I believe that there are people in this life we don't seem so obviously connected to, but they are bound to us eitherway. If there is a next lifetime, It would be nice to find him there as souls get reincarnated with the same set of souls from a previous life. [But I'm babbling again, and we must proceed]

This is to you, Robert... I'll call you in a while. [oh yeah, i just had to post your photos here.... Hahahahaha!!!]

9.] We had dinner at Alba's in West Gate, Alabang a few hours ago... That was one to clog the arteries, Hahahahahaha!!! Thanks, Owee!!!

8.] I have been staring at the plans for the Cathedral I'm doing consultancy for, for days now... I had better get a move on...

7.] I miss my friend Ara... I hear she's making a name for herself as a maquillage expert/artist. Apparently, she just got back from the US for some more training. She was the first friend I called "Kagandahan" as a term of endearment... We have shared many-a-sleepless nights doing production work for Tanghalang Ateneo during our day.

6.] On my way from Greenbelt Five yesterday, i chanced upon a fellow intellectual and kindred soul whom I call Tita Maggie [Margarita Muñoz-Shih]. I have not seen her in three years! Such a classy lady, I tell you. Her poise, her bearing, and her fashion sense: she was wearing this fabulous empire-cut teal green blouse tailored to produce such a clean silhouette. And the green complimented her mestiza complexion so well. And her purse was to die for... I'm beginning to sound like a gay cliche ergo I must stop now.

5.] Tita Maggie informed me that Tito Jorge [also a kindred soul and beloved friend] is currently in the hospital; and that his mother passed-away two days ago. May God grant eternal rest upon her soul. I'll see you soon, Tito Jorge...

4.] The rain does wash away many things... and it has ways to stir the heart...

3.] What the F_ _ _ is with this Korina Sanchez and Senator Mar Roxas engagement hooplah. I am sick to death of this contrived spectacle complete with tears on Mar Roxas' cheeks!!! Im sure, the senator took an acting workshop to learn how to "cry on cue"! i want to know who was the acting teacher who taught him and give him a telling because the tears aren't genuine enough. [insert image of the Barefoot Baklesa hunting down insufferable second-rate acting workshop teacher... Hahahahaha!!!]

2.] Apparently, leche flan [caramel flan] and French-pressed coffee make for a great 4:00am snack.

1.] Finally, to end on a more happier note, my cousin Amy said "Yes" to Steve; I just found out on Facebook a while ago. Congratulations on the engagement and here's wishing thee all the best.



...thus spake the Barefoot Baklesa