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Silent and Quiet

October 28, 2008 dcec Leave a comment

After my training stint at DMC, I was actually left to deal with boredom and lots of things to settle with.

First, I should prepare my things, put them in a box for the great move-out. Second, I should go to my grandmother’s for a visit because she’s sick. Third, I need to go home in the province for my friend’s birthday.

Come to think of it, I actually accomplished all those things and even more. Yet I felt so restless. I always feel like this, the feeling of going in circles with no direction at all.

I don’t know what will I do next month, but I’m dying for a new start.

Categories: Sensibility

These Pages

October 23, 2008 dcec Leave a comment
Categories: Neither

New Beginnings

October 21, 2008 dcec Leave a comment

I’m a bit anxious.

Everything is messed up…yet somehow, it looks in order from the outside.

I will be okay.

Categories: Emotional

If

October 6, 2008 dcec Leave a comment

I was supposed to fix things, prepare things for the
great move-out, but it seems that I’m stalling. perhaps, I am.
But would it even really matter? Things are clearer than before.
I know that I may feel complacent right now but it really doesn’t justify
the way things are going right now.
Of course, I’ve became quite acquainted with my reality,
and I’m taking baby steps to embrace the change that soon will take place.
I’ve decided to create options for myself, to not to confine myself with
two choices. I reckon, it’s better to have as many options as possible,
it widens perspective, hence, I can decide whichever is better.
Of course, somehow, it might get a bit confusing, but with many choices possible,
a PLAN B would always be ready for me.
I suppose I still a bit of spare time to take care of my grandmother.
She obviously needs her famiy, though her being far does not help at all.
I’m a little miffed about the cost (i.e. fare, miscellaneous expenses) because
I’m short in cash right now. So, basically, money is the real problem here.
I don’t think I have other choices regarding the monetary issue,
the truth remains that I’m so broke.
I’m still on the process of job hunting, so that can’t be helped.
I’m still fixing my priorities. It’s so messed up right now.
I think I’m a bad person, selfish and hypocrite, thought that can’t be helped.
I got to stop. Think. Then decide.
I always believed that everything happens for a reason,
the reason might not be evident for now, somehow, along the way,
it will unfold itself. I don’t want to look for reasons, nor
make up my own…I know. I have faith.

Categories: Emotional

Chronicles

October 3, 2008 dcec Leave a comment

What better way there is to say goodbye to someone?
Which is more plausible:
Just disappear from the person’s life like you never existed at all despite
being linked together for all your life?
Or say the proper goodbye speech, disregarding the fact that goodbye speeches
are nothing but mere concrete evidence that there will be total separation, in
mind and body?
Is there any right time at all to say goodbye?

Then who would suffer more, the one who’s gonna leave or the one being left behind?

or would the feelings be mutual?

If that’s the case then, why say goodbye at all?

As peter pan said “Goodbye means going away, and going away is forgetting”

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If all else comes to worse,
I’m willing to let go and give it a rest.
I don’t want to think badly of it,
But it got to happen somehow, one way or another.
That’s the problem,
As much as it scares me,
As much as I want to hold on to it and never let go,
I MUST—with so much difficulty—loosen my fingers,
Untangle my hold.
It’s the only thing that seem rational to do.

It’s early to say what the future holds,
But I want to prepare myself—
Mentally & emotionally.
It would probably hurt more than I can imagine,
But I know it’ll pass.
Because distractions will numb me,
Or perhaps, tight schedules would make me forget.

Either way,
I know the memory will fade.
Until it becomes surreal, even to me
Despite the experience first-hand.

Until, I too…will wither,
Among the dust.

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If i could tune out these needless worries,
I would.
It’s a struggle not to think.
Distractions are only good for as long as they could last
Which is actually—for the briefest time only.
Then the anxiety would find its way back
—Like a homecoming.
It doesn’t help that the weather seem to agree
with my chaotic brain impulses.

Maybe I should escape escape the reality I’m in right now.

Categories: Emotional