After figuring out that I buckled down to work right after getting home from dinner with Bob S., Pauline M. and Brian M., Gio IM-ed me to tease me about it. Apparently, he also just wrote a blog entry referencing me. (I took the liberty of including the stupid/hilarious bits of that part of our conversation. Haha.)
(00:17:58) Gio Mauleon: onga eh. miss you powhz
(00:18:03) Pauline Gairanod: asussssss
(00:18:07) Pauline Gairanod: i miss you too!
(00:18:10) Pauline Gairanod: kahit ganyan ka,
(00:18:18) Pauline Gairanod: nakakamiss ka din *rolls eyes*
(00:18:19) Gio Mauleon: gumawa na nga ako ng blog entry na kasama ka indirectly eh
(00:18:22) Gio Mauleon: =))
(00:18:25) Pauline Gairanod: AWWWWW
(00:18:28) Pauline Gairanid: link moi! anong ginagawa mo?
(00:18:42) Gio Mauleon: katatapos ko lang mag kenpo
(00:18:47) Gio Mauleon: HAHA
(00:18:56) Gio Mauleon: yes, i have weird exercises
(00:19:12) Gio Mauleon: http://gi000.livejournal.com/
(00:21:09) Pauline Gairanod: what's kenpo?? :|
(00:21:17) Pauline Gairanod: last night's was weird too
(00:21:23) Pauline Gairanod: now it's kenpo?? it sounds like dimsum!
This was his journal entry:
Totems
A dream within a dream. Sometimes it’s hard to keep track of what's reality and what's fiction. In the movie Inception, the concept of having a totem was introduced - something close to you that you hold on to in order to keep you in check with what’s real and what isn’t. It’s interesting how the movie played on the notion that these little trinkets could keep you grounded. These things could be as simple as a top, a chess piece or a wedding ring. Basically anything that has particular significance in that person's life.
They say that people present themselves in layers, sometimes even giving the illusion of change when revealing another layer of themselves. (Don’t get me wrong, I believe that people can change, but they don’t do so drastically.) It’s problematic when the numerous layers that people keep and show to different audiences get mixed up. A person could get lost within those layers and totally lose his identity. That’s where the idea of a totem comes in. In my case, I have around 5 totems. A few selected people that I’ve come to know over my years of existence - people who remain objective and unbiased no matter how pressing the situation gets. People who I can go back to from time to time in order to regain my grip on who I am and who I'm not.
So to my totems, old and new, thanks for keeping me grounded bitches! (You know who you are. Well, I think you should. Haha!)
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So, of course, I had to ask him which bit of the entry I was being indirectly referenced in. Am I one of those who'd always present themselves in layers? Am I one of his "totems"?
(00:28:07) Pauline Gairanod: asan ako dun???
bakit may indirect reference ako sa entry?
:))
(00:28:24) Gio Mauleon: ikaw si totem
(00:28:34) Gio Mauleon: yesss yun o
(00:28:34) Gio Mauleon: totem kita
(00:28:38) Pauline Gairanod: AWWWWWWW
(00:28:43) Pauline Gairanod: I LOVE YOU, GIO MAULEON!
(00:28:47) Pauline Gairanod: GAGO KANG AWESOME KA
(00:28:50) Pauline Gairanod: that made my day :)
(00:28:55) Pauline Gairanod: seryoso.
(00:29:00) Gio Mauleon: hahahahaha
(00:29:03) Pauline Gairanod: you're my long-lost brother :))
(00:29:15) Gio Mauleon: i love you too, G. -->It was actually a heart there instead of love but blogspot refuses to let me use the lesser-than sign+3 combo because it screws up the HTML code
(00:29:15) Gio Mauleon: :))
(00:29:16) Pauline Gairanod: awwww
(00:29:19) Gio Mauleon: and noprob
(00:29:22) Pauline Gairanod: HOY TAMA NA
(00:29:27) Pauline Gairanod: ANG MUSHY NA NATIN
(00:29:29) Pauline Gairanod: HAHAHAHAHAHA
(00:29:32) Gio Mauleon: you need some bitchin of cheering up kasi
To my long-lost brother, Gio, who keeps me calm and light-hearted even when my brain's short-circuiting, who knows how to cheer me up without making me lose focus, who is quite honestly one of the wittiest conversationalists I've ever met and who I'm sure I will still be having random midnight Melona sessions with even when I'm 45 and the godmother of his son, Darth (Darth Mau-leon. Get it? :)) ), I frickin' love you. And you can do all your gay yoga/ken po moves all you want and I'll still be right here.
I will kick ass this weekend/next week because of you!
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