Markers

There are markers in my life where I pause and look back to check on my progress. One such marker is my birthday.

It's a useful reference point, at least for me, from which to launch my retrospective. That will be on October 17 when I will turn 26. (At least two persons, who I invited today, told me, they didn't realise I was that young. Ehem ehem.)

So how has the past year been to me?

It is generally okay. As an acquaintance termed the plateau: "steady lang."

Isao and I (again, disclaimer here: we're not an item. Yin-Su did think we were eehhehehehe. But I object to high heavens and deny it.) are celebrating our birthdates on the 14th.

I think it's about this period when I broke up with he-who-does-not-have-a-name. I remember it was a couple of days before my birthday and my cousin's wedding date (October 16). I went home to Lucena after breaking up primarily for my cousin and also for me to take a breather.

So I guess the 14th is actually a good date to celebrate. I heard he's into drugs now. He was, even before we got into a relationship. It's sad really. He said he didn't think it would show up in his medical tests just in case he would need to go undergo one before he boards another duty abroad.

It's a bit selfish, R. said in her email from L.A. to pity our ex's present situation. But well.