Saturday, January 19, 2008

There Goes The Weekend

Man, this is one hell of a week. The work just keeps on coming, and even though my office doesn't open on weekends, I had to show up this afternoon for some extra assignments. And I have to go back there tomorrow morning too, to wrap things up. Sucks. But the good thing is, there's a payoff for all this. So it's great that our sacrifices are not for nothing.

Watched another film today. Not bad at all, though I am itching to watch American Gangster next week. Denzel and's a combination that you wouldn't want to miss.

I had just finished watching another episode of Damages on TV. Its lead star, Glenn Close, recently won the Golden Globe for best actress, so this show is definitely more than promising. Anyway, there was a girl on the show, who looked so pretty, and she seemed familiar somehow. It was only after I studied her face and ran it through my mind again and again, that I finally realised she looked just like that girl I adored in my office last year. That won't leave my memory ever. And oddly enough, I pray it never does.

By the way, in case you didn't know, American Idol is back. Get ready for yet another round of bad auditions and horrible singing. The initial auditions are always the best part of the season, because this is where you get to see America's worst wannabe singers perform. And Simon Cowell's comments are classic, honest and more importantly, brutal. Just the way I like it. I have this video of an audition I watched this week which is totally hilarious. Guaranteed to put a smile on your face, if not make you laugh. Enjoy.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

30 + 1

And another birthday arrives.

To be honest with you, I don't feel like my age. I still feel like I'm 25. I don't know if that means I still have some growing up to do. The thing is, I feel as young as I should be. Or old. Take your pick.

For those of you that come here to read my words over the past several months (and I know there are probably very few of you left, if any), you'd know that the 30th year of my life has been really tough. I'm not going to talk about it too much, I have no intention of repeating myself. Let's just say that many things took shape, and though it was a bad year, it wasn't a total waste. Just like Anouk, I don't believe the past year was wasted. It did teach me to be stronger where I didn't know I was weak. And also the fact that things must change or come to an end. And I'll have to get used to it.

So what's next? More changes, I guess. But this time, I hope for the better kind. The one with promise and potential. The one filled with opportunity. The one where I can make something out of something. The one where I can do something and feel good about it. Or even fix whatever that's broken. Perhaps a chance to use all those deep thoughts I keep having for a noble purpose. Anything's possible.

However, if I wanted to be more specific, I wish that things around the 'blog circle' would be back to the way it was. Now it feels like everyone's so estranged from each other. Everyone's minding their own business. Everyone's too busy to care. But it doesn't have to be this way. It really doesn't. All it takes is a step in the right direction.

I have several other wishes, but like the kind that you think of before blowing out your birthday candles, I'll keep them to myself. Anyway, surviving another year is what counts, and as long as I have one good reason to keep breathing, I'll live. And I have plenty of reasons.

By the way, Michael, if you're reading this, Happy Birthday in advance. Peace.