Just another day.

Did you ever try opening your planner, notice the days that were left blank and ask yourself what the hell did you do that day … or night? (depending on your lifestyle choice).  

I did and all I got was a slight headache.

In all my planners, there’s always that day in a month that has no writing on it. The blanks are more obvious when you doodle (like me) and use different colored pens (not like me, I use blue ink only). No matter how much I try to remember, that day just seems blurry and gray. I tried to backtrack but to no avail, Universe won’t let me remember!

There are three reasons why I didn’t write:

a. Maybe nothing worthwhile happened so I didn’t bother to input anything.

b. Maybe it was such a bad memory that I didn’t want to remember.

c. It might have been a good experience but I postponed writing and forgot to write it in the end.

Nonetheless, those memories were pushed into oblivion and that day became ‘just another day’. 

So, I decided that this day would be different, I won’t leave it blank anymore. I decided to put ‘so-so day’ to commemorate its extraordinary barrenness. It was so typical, I will forget about this day tomorrow. So maybe there’s a fourth reason why I left those days blank, maybe those days were so incredibly normal, writing about it is an insult to memory. 

The only thing that can make tonight memorable is if Al-Assad is killed or CJ Corona resigns or Kris Aquino announces that she’ll stop making horrible films. But who am I kidding?

This day is meant to be just another day.