It seems like everyone is getting married these days. Mark is scheduled on the 14th of December (I think) and now EJ is scheduled on January 11 next year in Tagaytay City.

With me turning 26 next month, that’s only a few more years to go before my personal deadline. I know I shouldn’t be too hard on myself but I just cannot help it. Thirty seems to be the target for everyone these days. Beyond that and the whole world suddenly treats you like a loser. Crazy.

Been sitting on the cement flower boxes at the Studio One foyer. The night air was getting cooler as the guys from the office were puffing their cigarettes away.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to hear Pasko na Sinta ko?”, one of them asked.

No, I don’t think so. Not tonight, at least.