My Fabulous Ordinary Weekend

I had quite a fantastic weekend, sharing great moments with people I care about.

On Friday, I went to a couple of bars with some close friends. In our first stop, we had a meaningful discussion as to what purpose the female bartender's ultra-cleavage flashing serves and whether a guy at the end of the bar was checking Jamie (Sheila's bf) out. Great intellectual discussions...

Friday night ended with a trip to the diner, where I ordered Eggs Benedict, and got something not quite what it should be. I proceeded to share with everyone my ruthless tipping habit, demanding perfection... It's quite something to be able to say anything and be yourself amongst people you trust.

Saturday morning, I had my swimming lesson. The session is now getting more physical and faster-paced, just to my liking. I wish you could just load a swimming training program into my head, ala Matrix... Faster, stronger, leaner, smarter machine...

Saturday afternoon, I accompanied my brother Vir (and my tag-along sisters and dad) to get his new used car from the dealer. While waiting for all the paper work to be processed, we scoped some sports cars to see how we looked in them. Somewhere in there, a conversation ensued as to how we would make ourselves financially self-sufficient in five years. Debt-free, property owners, making the kind of money we want, putting away and investing enough money, living the lifestyles that we want.

I realized in that moment how much we want each other to have great lives and how we would support each other no matter what. I know this to be true and I am moved in those moments that I am so conscious of how much I love my siblings.

Saturday night, I played pool with Rolando and his cousin Jun. We played a few rounds of cutthroat and eight ball. I made a few cool shots, although I generally sucked. I have high standards for myself... I asked Rolando if it was too much to ask for perfection. He told me something really cool about playing this game well. I wish I could remember what it was...

After that, we went to an awesome although a bit expensive karaoke place. I suppose we were paying for ambiance, space, and much better acoustics than other establishments. Jun and I are karaoke freaks. (Jun is a karaoke hustler.) It could have been a mosh pit in there... We could have done a better rendition of the Linkin Park/Jay-Z "Numb/Encore" number. Being a rock star is one of my fantasies. Anyway, I think we got home about four in the morning.

Sunday morning, my brother Vir and I watched "Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle." It was so stupidly hilarious. The bursts of laughter just kept coming. Kinda makes me want to go back to college and live more dangerously with a skewed sense of responsibility. Having two brothers (my older brother Vincent and Vir who comes after me), it's really a privilege to be able to be (a bit) one of the guys. Not that you have to be a guy to enjoy "Harold and Kumar..."

The rest of the afternoon, I spent on a much deserved rest. I had a power nap...

Sunday night, I got a call from my friend Emmanuel who just got back from vacationing in Japan and the Philippines. It was his birthday last week and was quite surprised that I didn't hear from him then. Just as I suspected, he was out of the country... We made plans to catch up and go ahead with our long-overdue indoor rock climbing.

The rest of the evening, I spent showering my Rolando with love and affection. =)

"You know we've got to find a way to bring some loving here today..."