Summer is near but still quite too far, considering I have the long overdue planning session and this school's term to hurdle. But already I'm dreaming of sand on my feet and listening to the waves splashing the beach. And what about the sunsets? Lovely.
One of my MBA barkada is asking me to chaperone her to Bora this March. They got a good deal (boat trip and Station 1 lodging with breakfast) for less than 4K, and I love Boracay so much I want to live there forever, but I already have plans to go to Cebu around the same week for my late-lolo's 100th birthday celebration (and my birthday). In fact, I already have airline tickets, all that is left is for me to let my manager know about my vacation ;) So my summer is already planned around Cebu. I will likely make one more trip, to where I still don't know. I'm not sure whether Holy Week in Palawan will push thru, or the summer getaway Aussie wants to make somewhere down South, prolly Camiguin. The confidence level of either vacation happening is 50% at best, especially the latter, considering I've not heard from Aussie for almost 2 weeks now. Funny how I've lost track but I certainly know I've heard less and less from him since he opened a Friendster account, and he started asking questions about the pictures I posted.
That is exactly the kind of thing that happens when two people are in a pseudo-relationship, otherwise known as MU (for malabong usapan, hahaha). You don't know whether you're out of line or not, so you either just totally ignore the nagging ??? or ask subtly without really succeeding at getting your point across. Either way, it sucks. So I've officially taken myself out of the MU thingy. We're friends. That's that. No special treatment, no feeling guilty about hanging out with other people. And if he wants to make it more than that, then he better be clear about his intentions. Then we take it from there.
Speaking of MU, I still couldn't quite figure out why people would want themselves in that situation. I mean dating is dating - no strings attached. But MU has strings attached, albeit loosely, so that every coward (or jerk) can make an easy exit. I guess I found myself in that situation once. Messy. So now, there's friends or lovers. There's no such thing as special friends, or whatever. It's that simple. Kiss me again or I might just slap you. Haha.
Oh, btw, the Best of Boracay contest is on. And the prizes, of course, are trips to Boracay. Coolness. Time to go through my pile and see if there's something I can grab. Maybe those sunset pictures I took almost the whole time I was there last summer will be good for something.