My goodness, I've taken a quick road trip the whole day. The first thing on my agenda was to go with Kuya Boni to the pick up a package somewhere near the domestic airport. Jeez, the examiner was late so we had to wait for ages. The only time I cracked up was when the lady there thought I was part of the show's cast because Kuya Boni mentioned I was part of the show. Nyak.

Then in the afternoon, we had to go pick up computers that were needed for the setup. Haaaay, that was the worst. It took longer than the morning trip because of the traffic jams we ran into and an even longer wait because the hard drive of the laptop was being replaced and they had to install some programs into it that was needed. The outcome was annoying by the time we had delivered the computers to the theater.

By the time we returned to the office, it was already half past seven in the evening. Rawr.

I wanted to drop by the sitzprobe, but I ended up just hanging out at Madison.

Then I started thinking again.

A couple of people said that I changed. I don't know if it was a bad thing. Maybe different. "Didn't you realize kanina how much you changed?" I don't know.

Then there go my thoughts again. That feeling that things were actually going fine without you. Everything went on and you feel like you missed a lot.

I miss my 3wayjabber guys, and how we spend hours talking until the wee hours. The things we talk about begin with something simple, something trivial, and end up with this uber deep conversation. Sitting somewhere and talking with these guys that I consider my younger brothers is never dull. I love their way of thinking. And my baby bro is finally spoken for, hahaha.

I miss Rain's "Eto lang yung sa akin ha." His straightforward opinons may be stubborn at times, but he has good points and mean well. Sometimes his segueys tend to stray away, but it's amusing to listen to his stories.

I miss Mish's undecided mind, and how we end our talks with a million extensions. There was never a time that we saw each other and had lots of stories to share.

I miss Nikki's evolving laughter and how our conversations get so ironic with all her "Hindi, pero..." Pooh-pooh, where are you?

OK, enough.

I just got this email. A simple response, with a simple compliment. And to think I was a chicken earlier. But I must learn not to speak too soon. Ahehehe.

Then my mind begins to drift to all that stuff I was thinking about earlier. Rawr, I guess I need to sleep. Darn that coffee jelly.