3/29/2010 ‒
The space between

I had a crush on a girl's cleavage.

I don't remember her name. (Okay, so I'm just pretending I don't remember her name. I do.) I saw her back in college. She was my classmate in one class, maybe two. She was this small girl who always wore shirts with big necklines. Okay, so her breasts aren't really big, but you can say they're perfectly perky. They're not too saggy, they're not too shocking, and they're perfectly flaunted.

On the flip side, she wore glasses and her face looked sufficiently cute, but she seemed very, very bitchy. She was a little soft-spoken but she had this absolutely bitchy air. Like, she'll just come up to you and slap you. "Stop staring at my boobs!" could be her line. Maybe if she learned to keep things to the imagination she'd not get that description from me. So, while I was having lunch earlier, and I was looking around trying to stay awake, for the oddest of reasons, I remembered her cleavage.

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3/24/2010 ‒
And so on, and so bleeping forth

He stood up from his chair, lingered a minute, and left. He walked. He walked. He walked to the reception desk. He went to the computer, searched for his name, and typed his password. Once, twice, thrice.

He took his eyes off the monitor, and prepared to leave.

Before he got out of the reception desk, she came by. Their eyes met. Greetings were presumably exchanged. He went closer to the door, but stopped to ask her something. She smiled. She smiled this really big smile. Her entire face lit up. You don't see that often.

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3/23/2010 ‒
Common interests

For most of the series, Sun-Hwa Kwon was seen as the stereotypical submissive wife. Coming from an Korean background, the heir to a huge business empire, sometimes you can't help but just follow what's expected of you.

But calling her submissive is a huge injustice. She defied her father's wishes by marrying someone outside of their circles. When the marriage didn't work, she secretly learned English, planning to escape him - but love would prevail. After Oceanic 815 crashed on the Island, she grew to become a strong-willed woman with a heart, despite initial struggles with her past, her husband Jin, and the supposed language barrier. She may do anything to get what she wants, but only to a certain extent.

The opposite can be said of Charles Widmore. An inhabitant of the Island, he went up the ranks to become a leader of the Others, or as it was then called, the Others. He showed an understanding of the intricate nature of the Island, the balance of power between the mysterious forces that watch over it, which made his rise to prominence easy.

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3/20/2010 ‒
Moving backward

Moving forward.

I hate that term.

No, I'm not saying I'd rather be stuck where I am. And no, I'm not willing to begin an argument about the nuances of keeping up with the times as opposed to sticking with your comfort zone. This has nothing to do with anything philosophical or psychological. Or, at least one aspect of it.

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3/14/2010 ‒
Rushing

There was this little bit of life advice that I unwittingly took when I was younger. Much younger, I must say. I was around six or seven years old back then. And unwittingly, because I took it from local films. Romances set in college, or family dramas. You know, the mainstream stuff.

My tendency to oversimplify things back then - don't we all? - led me to determine that there is a certain sequence to major things we all have to go through in our lives. Elementary school, then high school, then college. Then the barkada. Only then. And then, after that, your girlfriend. It was just supposed to happen, but I suppose I never really thought about the idea of courtship. Then marriage comes, then starting a family, then looking for a job.

Of course, that sequence is utterly wrong, which is probably the reason why I subsequently tossed it a day later. Still, it somehow survived for years - that, or I was just pretty focused with my studies. I know, that sounds unnecessarily noble. And I know, that's probably hypocritical. I did have crushes in elementary, but they were mostly childish thoughts about growing old. Nothing more.

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3/08/2010 ‒
"Good luck to asterisks and distractingly cute femmes"

"Himala! Hindi ka 'busy'!"

The air quotes around "busy" was intentional. Not that I doubt Clarence is doing anything at work. I think I know what she does pretty well. It's just that, well, things just come up from out of the blue, like the day of the block reunion, when too many things happen just when we thought nothing would.

"Actually I am now," she replied. "This afternoon lang."

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3/06/2010 ‒
Wishing for an audience, attempt number nine hundred sixty-six

Oddly, Gwen and I started talking about blogging.

I try to avoid any talk about blogging, because I'm very aware that I'll end up talking about this blog. And if it's my blog, I end up boasting about it. Anything I talk about ends up in me boasting about something, and people don't like boastful people, the same way people, or at least most of them, don't like me.

I don't even remember how it came to be. We were talking about nothing, really. Computer issues and music amount to "nothing" nowadays.

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