I just saw Richard Gomez at the mall. He's very dark. He also looks great from afar. He was standing more than ten meters away from where my friend and I was - with his back turned on us - when he slightly turned around and flashed a smile (I don't know if he was smiling at someone or if he was just smiling period). I was starstruck.

Me to my friend: Uy, uy, si Richard o!
Friend (walking towards Aldo): Ay hindi ako fan.
Me: Ang gwapo nya!
Friend: Hindi ako interesado.
Me: Ayan tumalikod na. Ang layo na nya!
Friend: Ha? Asan, asan na?
Me: Ayun yung nakaputi. Di mo tuloy nakita. Pakipot ka pa kasi e!

Now I understand why Lucy fell for Goma. He may not be the most eloquent speaker, but he is freaking gorgeous.

Nothing like artista sighting to get me back to blogging again.

Don't you just hate them?

I got a text message from an aunt this morning asking me if my mother and I could meet her tomorrow. She also requested me to text her back. After checking with my mother, I told my aunt that we will see her tomorrow. I also asked her the exact hour when we are supposed to meet. My aunt hasn't bothered to reply since.

Don't you just hate it when someone does that to you? When you ask a person to text you back, is it not a matter of common sense and courtesy that you should reply to the other person's question too if she bothered to text you back in the first place?

This reminds me of a couple of classmates who I am "friends" with in Friendster. I wasn't  particularly close to them (FYI, they invited me to be part of their friends' list), so I was surprised to get a message from each of them asking me how I was doing. Not wanting to be rude, I replied to both messages and asked them how they were doing too. Both did not reply to my message. I could only shake my head at their rudeness. Hey, if you don't really want to talk to someone, don't bother to chat them up. Chances are, they'd rather not talk to you too.

Sorry for the negative vibes on a Saturday. I just have to get this out of my system. So there. I'm much calmer now. I think.

I am a reluctant believer in signs.

I've been drafting a decision in a complicated labor case that has drained me of considerable time and energy. In the early stages of trying to decide how I am going to rule on the merits of the case, I kept wondering how Prof X - one of my favorite professors in my first law school - would decide the case if he were in my shoes. At the back of my mind, I knew that I had to decide the case in favor of labor. But god, it was a tough case. All related cases were decided against the union members. The pleadings of private respondents were drafted by one of the best  law firms in the country, while the pleadings of petitioners are at best, mediocre.

Over the weekend, I finally decided to rule against the union members by reason of a technicality. On my way to the office this morning, I saw someone who looks a lot like Professor X. I was dumbfounded. What are the chances of my seeing someone who resembles a dead person who I've been thinking about lately?

I nevertheless persisted on my plan to dismiss the case against the union members. However, as I went over the records of the case for the nth time, I realized that my first instinct was correct: I must rule in favor of labor. It was simply the right thing to do.

So now I am back to drafting the decision - this time in favor of labor - in memory of Prof X. May the universe bless his soul.
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A sign I've been trying to decipher lately originated from a dream I had several nights ago. I dreamt that I was in Palawan. When I arrived in the place, the sea was very calm. I was uncharacteristically unimpressed. I thought the sea was boring. I felt so tired when I woke up from the dream. Strangely, I felt as if I actually swam through the waveless waters of the sea.

Past forward several days. I was discussing sea travel with someone. I told the person that I am not a water person and that I hate traveling by motor boats. The big waves of the sea scare the hell out of me. The person I was talking to then told me: Di mo maeenjoy ang dagat pag walang alon. LOL.

Is that a sign that I should reread The Old Man And The Sea? Darn, I think I just lost my copy.