I did not get my heart trampled on again. I am not broken-hearted, so to speak. I am not. I love him but I'm not IN love with him. It's not a matter of unrequited love. It's a completely different story.

Being in love is when you hold someone's hands and the two of you spin in place. The centrifugal and centripetal forces keep the two of you in situ. You spin and spin and spin and all the world transforms into random lines, into an unintelligible haze of colors, multiple rainbows even. All you see is what moves with you - the person in front of you. All you see is the person holding you in place. Your heartbeats race and your laughters are in sync. You start to feel dizzy but you snub it because you refuse to cease basking in bliss. But, if any of you let go before slowing down, it is inevitable for either or both to sustain injuries.

Love is when the spinning stops. The two of you are naturally inebriated and neither fights the urge to flop. You lie side by side, with a hand in the other's. You do not see each other but you do not need to see to know they are there. You smile in spite of yourselves and as the rest of the world falls back into place, you are overwhelmed with a sense of contentment and thankfulness that the wild ride was through.

I love him but I'm not in love with him. Is that okeiii?

Weird Spaghetti, no. Pass it to the left-hand side is not about doobie. hihi

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Hotels are classified using stars. 5 stars are for the best and 3 stars are supposedly for the good-enough. Today, I encountered a 3-star hotel that is, IMO, less than good-enough.

When dealing with business, I always speak in English. I consider it self-training since I am obligated to speak in English to my American boss. In addition, in my experience, being able to speak proper english instantaneously earns you respect. I called up the hotel's trunkline and asked to be transferred to Sales that I may inquire about the rates and amenities.

I was attended to by no less than the Sales and Marketing MANAGER. From the beginning of our conversation, I had to shelf my english-speaking training because he seemed not to understand what I was saying. In a nutshell, I was not satisfied with how I was entertained. Take into consideration his fickle information regarding the service car and I made up my mind that that hotel will never be an option again.

So overrated. Like trust. NVM.

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*.* as if! @ 2:32:00 PM • • RBJ