Wow, so blogger has a new interface, huh? I wonder if I'm ever gonna get used to this.. It feels so awkward. Change is normal, right?
I haven't really posted anything the past weeks - months even because I've been so busy. I did a few drafts, but I ended up not finishing them eventually. Probably I was just too drained to actually finish an entry.
This one will be really quick. I just want to remember this day - this past week - as a happy day. Years from now, when I look back at my previous entries, I want to remind myself that once, there was a week in September of 2011 that I was really happy. But I hope that when the time comes that I would look back, I would remember what caused this overflowing bliss.Simple joys. Guilty pleasures. High school fantasies. All these things together in a week's journey.
I pray that it won't end here. God, please extend this state... this happy disposition I am learning to love.
So how do you say "goodbye" to a dear friend?
Today is a so-so day for me. But as the moonrise draws nearer and the rain pours harder, the more vulnerable I get. I can probably say that sometimes, a girl just needs to cry over her broken heart.
I just hope this coming week won't be as bad as this past one. It was terrible!
We weren't exactly friends back in college. We're more acquaintances. He didn't even make a mark in my life... until now.
Kill me now.
This is just an entry of collated thoughts I want or wanted to tell certain people. These are the stuff I can't and/or won't tell them upfront. Normally, I'm all for honesty, but it won't be pretty when I actually tell these to them. So, I've decided to take one for these people. After all, these are just my thoughts.
I love writing. I'm not saying that I'm an astonishing writer, or that my grammar is perfect and I make sense all the time. No. It's not it. I just love to write. Probably because I know I have a lot to say on a lot of things - not all things though. Plus, the world knows (at least my closest friends do), how talkative I am. My sister would often say, "Ate, ang daldal mo" when the lights are out and we're about to go to sleep. A friend once pointed out, "Ano ba 'yan, B, magpapaalam na nga lang ang dami pang sinasabi" - all because it took us about 30 minutes just to say our so-called 'good-byes.' Yeah, call me a little crazy, I know.
This is definitely worth blogging about.