Saturday

The past two weeks have gone by in a blur, a series of runs and jumps punctuated by little silences that barely made up for the breathless hours. But it's not as bad as I make it sound, some of those runs and jumps were fun, including the photo shoot in UPFI, the visit to Malacanang Palace Museum, watching Brillante Mendoza's "Lola," the making of the exhibit in the AS lobby (which very few of you saw, I'm sure), and the Sinag GA for December. I'd rather not talk about the not-so-fun parts. I've been resigned to eating while walking or commuting as well, with Lily Allen, Lenka, Avenue Q, and my beloved Kyo for company-- I apologize, Kyo, I have temporarily put "Je veux vivre chaque seconde" on hold. At least for another week. I realize I've been running for far too long for my own good, but it's almost the holidays; plenty of time to sleep then.

Last night, Kitty and I went to Funeraria Nacional, where Ma'am Valmores' wake is. Even after seeing her in that pale box with the sad flowers, the gravity of the fact has not sunk in, and I still can't imagine her gone. It's one of those moments when I'd rather not believe. Condolences to her family.

It's party week next week, which will put another dent on my already battered wallet. I have half a mind to retreat into a distant cave and only come out after the fireworks have burned themselves out of existence, but social duties call. If you haven't noticed by now this post is nothing but an empty rant, something to justify unnecessarily going online. Other people would be on Facebook, but alas, I have no account. Yes, I am a social networking exile, and I couldn't care less. Frankly, it makes me feel more secure. The less people know about me the less I have to worry about them. I'd delete this account too if it wasn't for the archives of posts.

Segue: There's a Brenda Villanueva Fajardo exhibit in the Vargas Museum until January 10. Go on a Wednesday if you don't want to pay 20 pesos for entrance. Take note of the Ginintuang Serye, the "Marias," and her etchings. And her version of the Tarot Cards too. And while you're there, traipse up to the third floor to the Persistent Visions exhibit-- there's a Juan Luna original there, and a 24-minute video exhibit of British colonizing missions in India, Africa and Malaya. This is my favorite exhibit so far.

Advanced Happy Holidays everyone. :)