musings

I had and still have a cold. I hate colds. It makes me miserable. But a cold is the least of what happened to me.

On Friday, I found myself with fat Elmer (my colleague from Finex) in Bacolod. We left on a very early 6am flight. Early flights are killers. It makes your day seem a lot longer and tiring. And I was starting to feel the symptoms of a cold.

It's a good thing we were picked up at the airport. We checked into the L'fisher Hotel, Bacolod's best hotel. I've stayed there before and the hotel is undergoing a facelift. The rooms are better looking now, a bit more stylish. I tried the breakfast and the food's ok. After breakfast, I sauntered over next door to my cousin's office to touch base with him. Ramon is a Montelibano. One of the families that "own" Negros. His mother happens to be Dad's younger sister. I like him. He's so natural. He like food and drink and I like those things too. But he likes women and I like his cute, buffed farmhands and his cute, effete cousins. Lol. We made plans to see each other after Elmer and I are done with business.

The local Finex president, Romy picked us up to start our presentation. We were suppose to start at 10am but in typical Ilonggo fashion, everyone came late. The presentation went smoothly, with Elmer backing me up. Elmer was along for the ride and he also wanted to sample the local 18 year old "delicacies" (girls). I wanted to sample the local 18-year old "delicacies" (boys). Lol.

After the presentation, we hooked up with Ramon at an Italian resto called Regente. It is owned by a real to goodness Italian with a bald forehead and longish hair in the back. By 3pm, we already finished 2 pizza washed down with 2 bottles of wine. We moved over to his house and we finished a 1 liter bottle of Johnny Walker Blue. By 6, I was swaying. But hungry. Ramon was drunk. We drove over to that famous chicken inasal resto and we had a meal for P500. Really cheap.

By 8 I fell asleep with my clothes on at the hotel.

The next day, I flew back to Manila. That's when all hell broke loose. Apparently, Thad accessed my blog and A's blog. So he confronted me with all that I've written. Oh was he mad. And that's an understatement. He was furious! He wanted to kill me or skin me alive. I don't blame him though. I deserve it.

Anyway, that night, after a long afternoon and an even longer evening, we talked. We evenutally made up. He knows that I love him and really would not leave him for anyone.

Which leads me to a question: when 2 poeple love each other, and after a nasty fight, is the sex is always good. Why is the sex always good after a nasty fight?

Thad and I spent Sunday like newly weds. We watched a lousy movie, giggled like kids at funny looking straight people, bought browsed and bought books at Power Books and ate dinner at Segafredo.

However, I had to give a lecture at DLSU-Dasma. Yep, I spoke on "Investment Banking". I was excited to speak there. I thought these students would at least be on par with the DLSU-Taft students. Not that DLSU students are intelligent. Remember, they're not Ateneans. They're not even in our league. Lol. Those students disappointed me. Here I was lecturing them on "Investment Banking" and the careers that they can have and I get blank stares. Even my jokes fell flat. It's either I'm speaking too fast, don't understand English or just simply could not get what I'm driving at. At least when I lectured at FEU, I got puzzled looks. Here I got blank stares. Scary.

Then the open forum confirmed it. Not one question was asked! Questions are a good way to gauge an audience's intelligence. But not one single question was asked! Now that is truly scary. Since no one really wanted to ask a question, they put on a dance number. Yes, dearies, a dance number.

With that frustrating note, I left that God forsaken school and contented myself in listening to GMS's SONA on the way to my boxing appointment.

Next day, Davao was next in this series of roadshows. I like Davao. Its got a nice spanking new airport and it is clean. The people there are nice and nice looking in a native sort of way. And the seafood is fantastic. I ate tons of crabs, prawns and fish. Too bad I had to leave that afternoon.

My cold is still with me. And I'm hoping it will go away soon.