sometimes i like it, sometimes i dont

its amazing how differently i can feel about my life from one minute to another.

last friday, my life felt like a winner. went through a week without getting called for recitation. ate with fabulous blockmates at the manila peninsula for their chocolate buffet. OOH. the chocolate buffet was fabulous. a long table filled with truffles (white, milk, dark, caramel filled, with nuts, etc.), chocolate souffle, chocolate bailey's tarts, chocolate crepes with chocolate filling, chocolate crepes with milk and chocolate mousse inside, chocolate cheesecake, chocolate fondue, ahhh. a happy happy death by chocolate. and the company wasn't bad too. ten of us happy campers (all girls + chicco and omar) trudged our way to makati for a night of indulgence. everyone around us thought we were delirious as we kept on mouthing our thanks to the heavens for such wonderful gastronomic delights. hehehe. all the chocolate made me superfluous.

but then, saturday came. while the midnight of saturday was still well spent watching the entire 2nd season of sex and the city courtesy of melissa, the day part bombed. a day spent at home. didnt even get to study. all the worrying got to me.

sunday wasn't all that good either. was forced to go all the way to laguna for a family reunion where long-lost relatives gawked at how horridly fat i had become. hmm. i wish i lacked the tact i had and just gawked at their misfortunes as well. it wasn't a good day. a reunion where all the reason you had for going was the food, and relatives in front of you watching every bite you put in your mouth as if they have never seen a hungry girl before in their entire life.

monday was terrible. the rain pooped on all of us. it sucked big time. i wasn't able to go to the coveted international bazaar (which i had waited forever for) and didnt get to do anything fun nor significant. sucks sucks sucks.

today was tolerable. lunch at likha diwa (a healthy albeit bad-breathy spread of brown rice and squid sisig) and walking back and forth from the OUR to vinzons to PNB to law. and back. curses.

but surprisingly, it was walking in the OLD UP that made my day. i felt like my old self again walking along the acad oval, under the big trees and feeling like i knew where i was going. it was good.