-=the daily grind=-

And he is inspiring. I just found out this afternoon the he is THE reason why one of my friends is in law school. She heard him talk in one of those alternative career seminars we have in college, and right then and there, after listening to him, she decided "tang-***, dito ako". She took no other law school entrance exam but UP’s, and she doesn’t regret a single thing about her decision and on whom is it based.

This guy does not disappoint. He’s god-fearing, smart, hard-working, passionate, cute (hihi) and very intelligent. In short, he is VERY lovable, and I LOVE him.

To those who know me very well, they can all attest to the fact that I have new crushes every other day. And I un-crush them just as fast. Trisca makes a mean impersonation of me– "Oh my god, Trisca…I have a new crush!" So is this a new crush? Yes. Yes. Yes. To be anal about it, it’s not really brand-spankin’ new. It’s not a Cher-exclaims-I-love-Josh-and-the-fountains-light-up-and-water-spurteth-over moment in Clueless. We’ve liked him since 1st year because he’s so damn cute. Hihihi! And he dresses well. And he’s eloquent, and witty, and…

Let’s see next week, this entry might be laughable to me by then. In any case, let me just say, with full confidence that as to this point my mind will never change, he is not your average human being and is very worthy of admiration (and I mean the lofty, noble kind). I remember in my theo class in college, the professor was discussing love. He was wondering why girls insist on getting it on with boys who were, well, boys. He said (and I remember like it was yesterday) "kayong mga babae, wag kayong kukuha ng lalaking papalakihin niyo pa." Shet. IG (Inspiring Guy) is not the type I have to, um, raise and rear (although in literal terms it is arguable, hihi, low blow!). Of course adding to his likability is the fact that he is painfully unreachable. How very 80s.

To end this entry, I’ve always had this theory that a girl and guy can never really be just friends. If they are, it’s because they’re both attached, either is attached, or they’re siblings. The first 2 are not guarantees even. And if you’re psycho and a sexual deviant, the last won’t stop you. Eeeewwww. Anyhoo, it is not an original theory because Oscar Wilde thought so too (smart minds…): Between men and women there is no friendship possible.
There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no
friendship. I re-read it while reading messages in my inbox earlier. Food for thought.

Good night girls and boys, till we meet again.

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