Saturday, October 07, 2006

Procrastinating...

October 6, 2006...

In a jobsite office somewhere in Makati...

What to do on a Friday night? Feels like I'm stuck here, with no direction on where to go. Past experience taught me to follow instinct and not to force the issue in going home or go out and paint the town red. Just follow my nose on this one for the next couple of hours before calling it a night.

In search of dinner on the way home...

The drive home was a long one. Combination traffic, as well as taking the long route home in search of dinner. What to eat? Its a Friday night! I wanna go out! But the crowd and the fact that I'd be going solo doesn't appeal to me tonight. Well, at least not here so far away from home.

In a billiard hall somewhere in Antipolo...

Ended up parking in a local billiard hall just three blocks from home, after one and half hours of aimlessly searching/driving. Wasnt able to find a restaurant not crowded enough to have a quiet bite, and I lost my appetite anyways. So I thought maybe a couple of racks would do me some good.

The place has changed since its opening 6 years ago. The place changed ownership like 3 times already, and the music in the background a little louder than before. But feel of the tables is still the same, the rails a little worn for wear. I practically learned to play billiards here. It opened just a few months after Efren Reyes won the world championship. I recall playing here with my friends, where hitting the ball straight was a challenge in itself. Although I've made some improvement in my game this past few years, I realize that hitting the ball straight is still the challenge that all players face whether you're a beginner or this year's world champion.

Just played three short racks, but it was enough to calm my nerves and unwittingly attract the attention of the other patrons. The looks on their faces gave much away that I'm not a guy who'd they want to face in a money game (which I don't exactly aspire doing). Left the hall as quickly as I came in, with blue chalk marks on my hand as evidence of my passing...

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