i was sad tonight.
my "5" days off is almost coming to an end... tomorrow i have to think about going to work at 2.30
i'm supposed to watch Mamma Mia! and i forgot that i lent it to my one of my colleagues. so i watched Freaky Friday, second most watched movie in the house, and now, i am watching First Daughter, one personal favorite... movie marathon because i just like staying home, not that i am out a lot lately since i was sick.
woke up 5 am with a headache. (which reminds me... i need to get Panadol, i'm just too lazy to get up...)
i don't really know whether i'm happy or sad.
our company driver asked this of me while on the way home. of course, i thought about it thoroughly before i answered......
"no, im not happy" (remembering Mr. Incredible's conversation with his boss: "i'm not happy bob...")
and i was reprimanded! "you should be happy. God gave you all. why are you not happy?"
eh sa hindi nga ako masaya eh...
Of course I AM grateful for all my faculties. i am always thankful for my voice which i use to sing for Him, praise Him... and converse with people. for having complete sets of body parts, (and teeth!) and my eyes, and everything...
but as of now, living and working 4,576 miles from home, how can I possibly be happy?
but of course I can't tell that to him! it's just hard. conversing... :D
sleeping over now at irish's flat. i had a lasagna dinner at macaroni grill, which just opened their bahrain branch 3 or 4 days ago. it was bland. or i just can't reach the pepper coz the table was so wide! their table top was covered with white sheet of paper, and beside the condiments, were crayons.
very creative. of course if they out on something like that, the customers won't notice (so much) that they've been waiting for almost an hour for their food. and when the food has finally been served, you can spill sauce anywhere, anytime you like. coz it'll be your doodles (or drawings if you're much of an artist) you'll be staining, not the table cloth.
we've had few dips on the (cool and salty) pool... and now we're ready to hit the sack. nytnyt.
i've read the articles about them on the periodical today, as my routine is always the same - house, pass by a cold store to buy iced tea, work, get the periodicals, sit, and read. i'd be glad to finish the sudoku on it, coz that's just what i do -- sit.
:(
how do i start?
i don't know why i'm sad today. maybe they've noticed, kuya francis called me "emo" when he looked at the rearview mirror of his car and i was keeping my silence back there, on the way home from Seef Mall.
i'm still sort of grieving... i can't accept the fact that my "nanay" left me... i so often catch myself pensive, almost about to burst into tears. and when i do realize that i'm getting sentimental, i just smile, which is more like to say, "you're crazy"... well... almost.
i just can't understand why. why did she have to inquire for my number? then she would just leave me? it would have been a little unnoticed if only we didn't communicate on the month that she was to die...
i don't blame her, though. i blame the circumstances, the situation... how could she be so far away? why can't i see her before the tomb seals her away from me?
i want to sit next to her... hear her sing again, see her smile... but it's all gone now. i can only hear her now in memories... watch her in our classroom in my dreams...
sometimes i wish it's just a joke, or a dream... or better yet, a movie. after all the hard scenes, after that the characters die, we'll be able to see them still on the premiere, or on the next movie... that it really isn't over for them yet.
death itself is just the beginning for those that were left. the the hardest part for me is the acceptance, and the dealing with the fact that in the future, there'll be no "nanay" waiting for me in Guimaras.
remember when i posted that Guimaras is my favorite province? it's kind of dim now. i so much want to remember it as beautiful... white sands, almost green shore, and a happy place. i'm a different person when i'm there. i'm worry-free.
but lately, the name gives me pain, oil slick now ruined more than half of the entire shoreline... people are sickly and the sea creatures dead... even the whales ran away from their habitat...
i reposted "THIS" on my friendster blog after i posted it on my bulletin board.
and i got a sensible reply:
"in time, everything will be destroyed, missed or lost, but your heart will be the home of a thousand memories that will never be lost for as long as you are breathing."
... from jedAi, (my OldEr sis who's nOw bound by the ties of marrej.)
king theoden in the lord of the rings said that one shouldn't grieve for someone whose time has come... but can it be helped? once i was always so excited to go back to my former school... but now, i doubt if i can even get near Guimaras without shedding a bucketful of tears, let alone step on the school ground with a smile.
i'm waiting for Jedai to go online...
it's so sad :-( i want to go home. i don't even know where home is... :-(
the place we've moved in doesn't appeal as a "home" to me. that's why i went here. extending my vacation once again.
i went home, or i went out of Guimaras, rather, tuesday, may 16 & boarded superferry 15 at 12 noon. it's supposed to leave at 12.45 but i think it left the iloilo port at 1.45... they were all telling me to stay longer back at lola's house but i had to go.
jade's here. post again next time...
kaya lang ang dami pa. we went to buhang... i liked hemadee kasi she's sweet... i don't want my lolo there... i have so big problems...
but i've to go now.


