I found myself again looking outside the window from the bus while on my way home this morning to Pampanga. I just feel like doing some realizatons as the sun rises from the horizon...
I was sad again. I never thought that I would be free from it after the series of unfortunate events that shattered my world early this year. it came as a surprise as I cope so fast from the misfortunes and grievings. I even asked my friends, and myself, if it is even possible to move on that quick from an excruciating event.
Am I too positive? Did I just fool myself that I kept my mind so focused and so excited about getting the next best thing? was it only a make beleive that sun shines after every rain? Or I am not in a normal state of being since people who have encountered great sorrow takes time to heal and it only took me few months?
My friend Audrey said that maybe because it was too painful that it pushed me to move out of it and rise above. I received a message from a friend too, stating that life is like a ball being dribbles. Sometimes, you go up, but sometimes it goes down.But sometimes, the harder we fall, the higher we bounce. It is a nice thought really.
But all I am saying is that, why do I have to feel this sadness again? i asked mysekd if I have really recovered from the depression and I am positive that I have. But where does this sadness comming from? why am I not happy enough like I used to. Isn't done yet? Does really misfortunes comes in threes? is the torture never gonna end? what is it going to happen this time?
All I wanted is to get my groove back.. If love is not for me then be it.. I may not be used to being single but I can try.. more than willing to do so..
at least I want to have my life back. I want to get back the courage and the willingness to move on.. to fiind life again..
I am actually happy.. for having time, finally, for my family.. my friends.. and f or myself... I just wish I would be given a chance again.. to go again on the battle.. to go on with the dreams that I am hoping.. to dance with the tune of life again.. but sadly.. i have lost it all... I am struggling.. and I even felt that life itself is turning back at me... wherein losing hope ang giving up is not an option... but to keep on hanging.. even it's all againist the odds..
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On a lighter note...
I was too busy that I didn't realize that I have not been working out for 3 weeks.. I acquired additional pounds this time. The culprit? my co-QA's are fascinated with bringing food and "requiring" us to bring ours whenever we are asked to. I find it fun though, we are bonding and at the same time we are able to save money because it cost a lot whenever we eat outside.
I have watched GI Joe earlier and I finally seen a great movie this year. The only thing is that I failed to watch it at THX cinemas and I just wished that I saw it in Manila.
I am becomming a fan of Facebook nowadays but not realy with the games.
Beside the river Piedra, I sat down and weep... by Paulo Cohelio is the book that I am currently reading and hopefully I would be able to finish it by this week. I just hope I wrote the title correctly, not so sure though. Yeah, it was too long.
I got so addicted to Boys Over Flowers series due to my friends at the office. It was like a contagious that most of us were hooked to it that I even borrowed its DVD so i can finish it quicker than my colleagues. It was the only "koreanovela" I got hooked to after "endless love 1".
"Memoirs of an imperfect angel" is the new album of MIMI.. can't wait to have one. "Obsessed" is its new single and Its melody is still running inside my mind as i write this entry.
My sun number had expires.. I wasn't or should I say, i never loaded it so it came to its end.
I have not installed a game or bought any game for my PSP and PS2 but I am still in the process of scuttling the gamezone to check for good games. I know that Sony is releasing the updated version of PSP that is why the old model and its games will be phased-out soon.
I better sleep now.. it's 4 am. enough of my endless blabbing.. nyt.