Day 248: Lit Like Christmas

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

It's was a pretty nice sunny day.  What's nicer is that I didn't have work.  I met up with some friends from work to watch Zombadings: Patayin sa Shokot si Remington.  The title itself is worth a laugh.  It was pretty hilarious, with a heart-tugging twist.

On my way home, I tried using bokeh on the street lights.  It looked just like Christmas. :)

Day 193: Illuminated

Light.  Imagine life without it.  I like how a single light can illuminate a dark place.  How a tongue of flame would dance on a wick.  A little bit of it, brightens you.  A little more of it, warms you.  A little too much of it, consumes you.

Listening to There's A Light That Never Goes Out (The Smiths).  All this thought is a result of too much calculation.

Day 110: White Lamp

One of my two night lamps.  Although, it's a bit weird calling it night lamp since I use it more when I sleep during the day.  How's that for weird?  But then, I'm not the only one who sleeps After The Sunrise (Yanni).

This was a gift from my learners two years ago.  It was hand-crafted because I said I was trying to find things for my apartment, and I wanted wood things.  This was two years ago.  If they only knew what little improvement I've made since.

Day 99: Under Yellow Light

My best friend is finally graduating from law school!  After graduation, she will have to focus on reviewing for her bar exams later this year.  Knowing that it's going to be tough to see her in the next few months, we decided to meet up.  The good old barkada.  Under this yellow light at Bugsy's, over beer and chicken tenders, we caught up on each other's lives.

Every time I see my old friends, we somehow end up putting our current lives under microscopic scrutiny.  Things we've done.  Things we didn't do.  Mistakes we've made.  Successes we've achieved.  All these and more.  I take comfort in knowing that over the last two decades, I was blessed enough to have a very strong support group.  If I look back at it, I can say that not everything I planned materialized.  But despite the fact that This Is The Future (Owl City) I did not expect, I'm still blessed to have ended up this way.  In those days when I've probably tested too many risky things, they managed to rail me in and bang my head on a wall while giving me an earful.  My best friend, in particular, is probably worse than my mom.  I still love her, anyway.  These friends, are an extension of my family.  We don't carry the same last name, but they're family to me.

By the way, congratulations is in order for Dianne, too.  I'm happy for you, sis!