Leakage of a Hedonist

4th of April around 5pm.

As I walk through the streets of Legaspi Village,
I hum the "I am breaking free"... I do not really have a strong fondness in that Highschool Musical song but those lines almost made my eyes teary.
It is so unnatural that in this time of the day, I am already armed with my ipod and shoulder bag. That I can still see clearly the faces of people passing by.
It still is too early to feel my freedom.
And that moment was too sweet it was almost poetic.
No schedules, just pure spontainety!
This is a long holiday of pure fun and all- me- I- am -selfish kind of thing.

No wonder I love singlehood.

A few more steps and I see tons of people buying DVDs as if it is on a serious bargain and there is no tomorrow.

This is Lent.

As of me, I have to hurry. I still have a date with Sam Milby.

To my surprise, I have never thought that Havaianas stores made such a good marketing strategy that you will mistook those lines for Lotto tickets.

Yes. This is Lent.

As I breathe the air filled freon and other polluted gases of Makati,
I have found my peace.

If most people are heading towards their provinces or the beach,
my body and soul just want silence.
I am not up for roadtrips and adventures.
For a couple of more days,
I do wish to cut the cord to the outside world.

I need this.
I need to rest.
I find my body rejecting work and stress lately.
I have to recharge so I can be out there again.
Working in full function.
Getting back in the game...


Darn,I have to stop this crap.
My Sam is waiting.