During a phone conversation with one of my best friends (otherwise known as my ex, hahaha), he said that it's not necessary to talk just to get closure. I guess he's right.

I just got a message from Ed this morning, and he says that he's coming to visit Manila again soon! He might arrive on Thursday or Friday at the earliest. Wooohooo! Can't wait to see him again!

Went to CCP to check out Cinemalaya again. Actually, I had no intention of watching anything that day. What a wonderful time to be broke, arg. Being there is like starving in a deli. But it was a good opportunity to meet with Mimay, who was there for the 2-day congress that was held in the Little Theater. And thanks to Betty, even though Barako was already sold out by the time Mimay and I got to the box office, she managed to pull some strings and got us tickets. Thanks loads, Betty! Sorry if I didn't get to finish the film. I was there just to watch your scenes, HAHAHA! Love you, Mama Webb!

It was almost like another reunion with these two girls. I missed being with them. And hopefully our plan to finally stage Nemesis will push through. I sure hope so. Though I don't have a script anymore, as it had turned into confetti during a big fight with my mom. Plus we need another actor who can pull off the other character. Oh well.

Three and a half to four years ago, you wouldn't find me at an event such as the Cinemalaya film festival. Or even at CCP just because I wanted to catch one of their plays. Ever since I met people who had been there because of such passion for their craft, it had rubbed off on me and I frequented my visits to that place until it felt like home to me. Before then, my world of theater mostly revolved around Broadway and West End plays. English plays. I was a fan of Neil Simon's comedies and read his plays over and over again. If someone had said, "Am I the type of person who would want to watch a play called ZsaZsa Zaturnnah???" I would've reacted a differently. I would've laughed and agreed, instead of raising my eyebrows. To be honest, when I heard that particular sentence, not just once but twice from the same person, I was kind of hurt that some people would prefer foreign works instead of our own. I've learned to love our local plays and films (mostly indie if not mainstream) ever since I stopped being so eccentric.

Maybe I've become more open-minded due to the influences of the people I met and became very good friends with during my Joseph days. It was because of them that I learned what most real people are like. I was sick and tired of all these plastic people all around me, and before I met them, I was practically surrounded by those kinds of plastics. Not that all of them are plastics, though, hahaha.

Amazing how people can influence your life just like that, huh? I'm grateful for those friends. Hehehe, you guys know who you are.