INK REFILLED

Its the usual habit. For the past schedule run , its a saturday-sunday rest days, so the usual routine almost always take as if scheduled on cue or should i use the word queue *wink*. Last sunday, after i attended mass, i had a quick shopping at bench-ayala and I had Jon with me, that gorgeous batchmate of mine back in my language training days. Actually 'twas an unscheduled meeting. I just rubbed elbows with strangers in the mall when i suddenly realized a familiar figure, the rest as they say is history.

Fast forward.

Today. Its sunday again. A blessed sunday as its always been. I attended a pontifical mass at the sacred heart parish church, afterwhich i dropped by at Ayala.

Wait. Why in the first place im back to blogging. My old self has transported me from the blogosphere to the bookworld. The ink has been drained for the past months or should i say years? My last blog dated sometimes in 2009 when Kris Allen took the crown for AI 8. Maybe enough of telling the world the "whats new" in my life.

Then back to the question, whats with the comeback?

Well, i was just reminded by Chino about this blogging. Haha. Of all the things he could have tell me , its about the error in my last blog, grammatical error it is. I checked it a while ago, and indeed, there was an error. Suffice it to say, his years in the callcenter industry has made him brighter if not wiser. As always, i stand corrected, but the blog would remain as it is, to preserved its original flavor, sour it may seem.

Im thinking of what to write tonight, and my mind just cant help but to scrutinize the once cute and dashing debonaire Chino. Oh well, i half expected the appearance, given the fact that i once took a glimpse of his facebook photo album proudly showing the arsenal of fats on his tummy, but the meeting was nonetheless unexpected.

The truth is, before the start of the mass, he crossed my mind, maybe because his birthday is coming right up or it was just a random thought, but for whatever it is, im glad ive seen him and had a quick chat with him. Now as you know in every blog that i had before where he once starred, i havent failed to make the blow by blow account of his utmost appearance.

Though sporting a chubby, no pun intended for streetwise lingo fanatics, he still oozes a magnificent appearance, lets just leave it as it is, the torso part could be mutilated away to give grace to the once angelic aura. But the look in his eyes is far wiser than his years. And im proud to note, he made a 360 turn from where he was then headed. He donned the that red/orange shirt which i wore couple of times before, it was in my possession quite sometimes, the very same shirt that reminded me of the night i had with Jelson.,. oh uh ! jelson who!? hahah. the ghost from our past who keep on resurrecting trying to make a vengeance, in the end, truth prevails and so are we.

At the end of the day , it was the hug from a friend whom i missed that makes this sunday memorable worthy to be immortalized in this humble space.

NOW im thinking, would there be another error on this piece that could be another hint for future meeting? hahaha. no time to look back, as my mind raced to join Cotton on his journey.

As my blood is refilled with the inks of memories, i surely am glad to have revived the passion to document life's simplest moments unraveled through the grand scheme of things weaved perfectly to be archived in this game called LIFE.

Just my rantings... just my random thoughts.

good night everyone.