what i wouldn't give to meet a kindred.

kawawa naman si alanis morrissette...she could never go back 10 years to the peak of her talent before she wasted away with ryan reynolds, who left her anyway.

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"OK, well this was my thought: 50,000 years ago, there are not even a million people on the planet. 10,000 years ago, there's, like, two million people on the planet. Now there's between five and six billion people on the planet, right? Now, if we all have our own, like, individual, unique soul, right, where do they all come from? You know, are modern souls only a fraction of the original souls? 'Cause if they are, that represents a 5,000 to 1 split of each soul in the last 50,000 years, which is, like, a blip in the Earth's time. OK, well this was my thought: 50,000 years ago, there are not even a million people on the planet. 10,000 years ago, there's, like, two million people on the planet. Now there's between five and six billion people on the planet, right? Now, if we all have our own, like, individual, unique soul, right, where do they all come from? You know, are modern souls only a fraction of the original souls? 'Cause if they are, that represents a 5,000 to 1 split of each soul in the last 50,000 years, which is, like, a blip in the Earth's time.You know, so at best we're like these tiny fractions of people, you know, walking... I mean, is that why we're so scattered? You know, is that why we're all so specialized?"

-- Jesse, as portrayed by Ethan Hawke in the film Before Sunrise, 1995

(alam ko, nosebleed....)

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I was watching Big Stan in Trinoma last night when I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. It definitely wasn't because I was excited about the movie (Rob Schneider movies must never, ever, be a medium to relieve stress), but I felt a bit panicky. I did have a tall caramel macchiato in the morning and another tall caramel latte in the moviehouse, so it could just have been the caffeine. Just to be on the safe side, I tried calling a friend's mobile number which had been out of reach for hours, and texted my mom as well thinking that there might be something happening at home that made me feel a bit tense.

It turned out that my friend was held up at gunpoint by 5 armed men in a bus, along with the other passengers at around that time in Ayala Avenue. They didn't get his cellphone because its battery was empty already and it was stuffed way under his bag, but they got his wallet which had important IDs and his cash. But, at least, other than a slight struggle with the wallet chained to his pants, he was physically unharmed; though "feeling stressed" would probably be an understatement after all that.

Buti na lang that fraction of a soul stirred a bit inside me. Or maybe it was just the coffee.