Although I always feel guilty of being lazy updating my blog, I also always resolve that it is never too late. And that time and space is inevitable when getting myself to write. It is not really about getting the right kind of inspiration, but simply being in the untameable condition to retrieve my romanticism (if you can call it that) and write away.
Anyway, today is a favorite Sunday. I had a pretty good 40-min jog, fixed myself a quick breakfast of grilled cheese sandwich and coffee, and then rushed for the Sunday Mass. The homily was good and I was in the perfect disposition to listen well. After mass, I threw some dirty clothes into the washing machine and prepared myself a second breakfast of toasted bread topped with cheese hotdog and a glass of a refreshing pineapple juice. Apparently, breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. I can have toasts or pancakes and coffee anytime of the day.
Family arrived for lunch. I made their favorite eggsoup and roasted Mama’s marinated chicken. Full and ready to relax, my brother and I watched an unexpectedly almost boring and depressing sort of art / psyche Edward Norton and Robert De Niro film, Stone. Don’t get me wrong though, I still like the movie. It’s not spectacular, all right. But it’s the kind that would make you rethink yourself, your character and your faith. It is an almost silent and slow movie. It is probably done on purpose to allow the viewer to take time to absorb the feelings projected and think. Then of course, I like it because I look up to these two fine actors not only for their acting but for their history of very good and difficult characters/ roles.
Gloomy was the atmosphere this afternoon affected by the movie. I suggested we watched another film, this time a feel-good cartoon film, Yogi Bear, but my brother ordered to let the TV rest. So I washed the remaining clothes and cleaned the kitchen a bit. Then I went back to the couch and browsed through the available reading materials in the living room. I found last weekend’s newspaper. I have been recently motivated to read a lot. My prof says successful leaders read newspaper everyday. He says it’s the most practical source of information, it being inexpensive and accessible. I read almost every page but the thing that I remember, and I guess will always remember is Sionil’s Jose’s article, Logic of love, of suicide. I thought it was going to be a very light and entertaining reading since it had “love” in the title and was placed in the lifestyle section. But Sionil never fails to impress me. The article with a common topic of love, is probably not what most writers would prefer to write about. He would always infuse romance with his political or social point-of-views. His opinions, full of wisdom, are always straightfoward and therefore not necessarily belonging to the popular ones. I think he is the only person, or Filipino with the guts to say in public medium, that Ninoy Aquino is an “opportunist”, “murdered, not martyred”. http://www.philstar.com/Article.aspx?articleId=658947&publicationSubCategoryId=86
Today is indeed a favorite Sunday. I got to do my favorite weekend routines, had myself entertained, educated and excited. I hope every Sunday is like this. But then again, I wouldn”t have appreciated today if it was just the same as any other Sunday.
