I wish I could be in Rome now to see the Pope. There’s just something about him that made me love him so much. I remember seeing him when he was here in Manila in 1995, and I was just so moved to tears. And now, I think it would be so weird to have another Pope, not when he’s been the Pope ever since I was born, and he became the Pope exactly on that year as well. I know he’s in heaven now, but let’s all still pray for him.

Last night, I dreamt that I was walking somewhere in Makati, away from my office, when I saw this medium-sized white dog who looked friendly. Now, I am really scared of dogs, unless it’s our own little dog at home. But I decided to brave it, and was even talking to the dog, albeit somewhat nervously. And then, he decided to chomp his jaw onto my left hand and bit it hard. Just clamped it between his teeth and gave a mighty bite. When I got to remove my hand, it left huge puncture marks in the shape of his teeth. Ouch. Just makes me even more scared of dogs.

i wonder: when is it enough? when is it time to just pack your bags and go and leave?

I’m going back to Bora! Yay Time to relax and enjoy, something I really need right now. Inner turmoils, work, and routine will be left in Manila as I hie off to Boracay this weekend. I can’t wait.