Till Our Next Meeting

Dinna is a shopaholic. She is otherwise known as an oniomaniac since technically oniomania means the compulsive desire to shop. She rationalizes though that she is not a complete shopaholic, just a make-up shopaholic. I met her during one of the nights of Philippine fashion week cause she was a writer (like me).(I actually feel like Im bering disrespectful here since she's a full time journalist for the Manila standard and Im just this newbie, so lemme change that to: cause like her I'm a writer). She showed me her bag which was a bit bigger than usual bags but smaller than the bag I had with me. Suprisingly though, her bag was a lot heavier. The reason being she had a big make-up kit filled with all sorts of make-up accessories. Just before the dinner she had to stop at Marionnaud to check out the supposedly latest addition to her collection - the MAC black lipstick. which I personally think isn't for the tender ones, I mean its just too much for them to handle. Anyway her...

This is called Hoipoillogy, otherwise known as the art of storytelling, of re-telling stories of people whom otherwise you probably would have never heard of. (oh and the term, I just invented it. although hoi pollo literally means the common people generally.) The plan is to meet a new person every other day for a year, that's 365 divided by 2 or 182.5, rounded off to 183 people. To be honest, I shall also include people I've already met but I shall try to meet them again by getting to know a side of them I never really knew about. Will I be able to do it? Certamente. I offer this to you Liz Gilbert because you have pulled me from depression and loneliness and pushed me to become a better person, and a more passionate writer.