I want to go to the Cinemalaya Festival and watch Rakenrol by Quark Henares. The problem is I don't know anyone in my circle who's up for it except perhaps my ex-boyfriend, who I couldn't get a hold of and probably won't ever see again; his cousin, who hasn't answered any of text messages for the past weeks; a friend who's in Singapore, and my college best friend who has gone MIA on us for the longest time.
My other friends aren't really the indie-loving type, which is sort of sad and a bit heartbreaking. I bet they're all busy, too. I don't want to go by myself either. That'd be pathetic and, well, really sad. Oh, God. See how I've used "sad" twice already? That's just sad. Ack!
It's times like these I wish my non-hiding, non-hibernating friends get me and my kooky, artsy side. What I wouldn't do to gain new pals who speak the same weird language as I do.
EXCESS: Also, wouldn't it be nice to just sit around in a café all night long to smoke and to talk about whatever? I really find it annoying when people just couldn't wait to make a run for it and go window-shopping instead or transfer to another place. Why? Pupunta ka nga sa Cubao X to soak in the ambiance tapos aalis ka rin after a few minutes? How very inconsiderate! Ugh. At least let me finish my pack of cigarettes first.
Rant over. I'm out.
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