the beat that my heart skipped

Love is such a strange thing. A plethora of emotions assault your senses all at the same time-- confusing you, blurring your good judgment. It weakens your resolve. It could also melt the coldest of hearts. Yet it is such a rare thing to find; and when you do, everything seems to fall into place. Suddenly, everything makes sense. Love could also end in tragedy. When it does, your whole world crumbles down. You become a whimpering idiot. Then why do people still keep falling in love? What if you fall then someone came along and realize he's the love of your life? What if you fall for the wrong kind? Would love make it valid and fair? Truth is, no one would ever really understand until they experience it. That's why there are so many romantic fools out there. They believe in the very idea of love but most of the time, they wake up to reality. Then of course, a whole lot of factors need to be sorted out. You no longer throw caution to the wind. You fall back to earth. With a thud.

hell hath no fury

I was running a fever last Nov. 29 when the supposed makati standoff happened. I went to work that day despite the foul weather. Just like before, ayala avenue was closed to motorists and pedestrians so most makati employees ended up walking to either buendia or edsa via dela rosa street. It was frustrating going home since it was raining all day. I was cursing trillanes on my way home for the inconvenience of it all. What is it with him and hotels anyway? I suspect a trapo was behind all the ruckus-- and trillanes served as a mere puppet, or a willing conspirator. Has anyone noticed the makati mayor was suspiciously absent during the stand off? Why would he allow something like that to happen within his jurisdiction? Oh I forgot, he is the leader of the united opposition. It was stupid to mount a coup or a rally at this time of year when people are preoccupied about the holidays. It seems that trillanes wants to pull everyone down with him. And where he is now? Back to square one. Idiot!