Time heals all wounds

As I was applying hand cream, I noticed that the burns I had endured from the spaghetti incident had completely healed. In fact, even upon close inspection, I can't tell exactly where the burns used to be. This happenstance, once again proves the age old saying set as the title of this entry. Although, I don't think my story was quite what the wiseman had in mind when he uttered those words. You think?

Mediums please

I have switched to Marlboro Ultra Lights since I moved to Singapore almost three years ago. Yesterday, while I was in front of the 7-eleven counter, I saw a Marlboro Mediums pack and decided to get it instead of my usual.

It reminded me of that time when I was starting my college education, it was a time when Php 500 would be enough to buy dinner for two at T.G.I. Friday's and TGIS meant a very popular show in channel 7. It also meant carpool, quarter pounders and caramel sundaes, that gold bracelet with a heart charm, my giant piggy bank, Baskin-Robbins in Town Center, "happy berday" cakes and banana breads.

Scents, feelings, specific weather, and as I recently discovered, cigarettes remind me of spefic moments, or even a period of time. While I am not one to dwell on the past, I find myself feeling extra happy to have a flashback--even for a just split second and surrender to the nostalgia attack.

Is it on yet? Is it on yet? Is it on yet? Is it on yet?

I have been waiting for Stardust for months! I can't believe it is not even in the COMING SOON list!

sweets and sweat

I recently bought myself a 55cm exercise ball and it just so happens to be pink. It is the only color they have. Whenever I use it, I feel funny because it looks as though I am on top of a giant jawbreaker.

Not Tonight

I want to write about something, but I still don't know how it is going to end. I'm not sure it is a great idea to just type on and on about what I know now and just follow it up with a Part II entry. Like most stories, this one is best told when you know the beginning, the middle and the end. I'm not sure when I'd be able to tell the story, maybe tomorrow, maybe next week, maybe the day after the postman comes. Come to think of it, I'm not sure if I'd be able to tell it at all. I was hoping to play storyteller tonight, but no such luck.

Shoot 'em Up

I saw a very funny movie with some friends yesterday, Shoot 'em Up. It stars Clive Owen, Paul Giamatti and Monica Bellucci. What was the movie about? Well, the title pretty much says it all. It featured scene after scene of Clive shooting 'em up in exaggerated precision despite impossible conditions. It is not a comedy but it got us laughing the whole time. If you want to see a non-thinking, pure errr action flick, this is the one for you. Enjoy!

It's telling me...

Something is happening. I know. I hope we talk about it soon, real soon. I don't think I could stand being in the state for more than a few days.