So my weekend didn't turn out to be that boring and lifeless, despite Eric being far (too far) away from me.

Last Friday after work, Claire asked John and I to have coffee, just to unwind and chill out. Since John had to attend a meeting first, Claire and I decided to go ahead and just wait for John at Karl's in SM. Over iced coffee and cigarettes (always the perfect combination), we chatted, a bit awkward at first, maybe, since it had been quite some time since we hung out last. Eventually, we discussed a few things openly about ourselves. She told me those are things she didn't expect of me to which I retorted by saying, "There are a lot of facets to my personality."

We talked about our lives since we're both turning 30 this year (she on the 25th and I on the 3rd of next month), how shitty our erm, "personal" lives had been lately (though mine was way too worse than hers), that "one guy" in our lives (there always has to be this one guy, right?), and a planned trip to somewhere the summer of next year (and facing the possibility of a summer fling).

The one thing that I really liked about that talk was that she told me she liked talking to me. I guess it's because we have similar personalities, being Arians and all. We work on the same wavelength. And we're both the same age.

Come Saturday, it was bonding time for my Mom and I (a la Gilmore Girls). I'm glad she didn't go to work that day since I can't remember the last time we went out and did something like we did that day. In the morning, we attended driving class together (my last session and her 2nd), told her about the cute guy sitting beside me in driving class, helped me flirt with the guy after the class, had lunch at a newly-opened restaurant, went to the mall, bought a mixer and a pressure cooker, had a facial, then went to the spa.

And then I realized, life without Eric for a few days was fine. The world didn't end.

But I still hate it when we're not together.