Sunday, August 26, 2012

Some Sunday Thoughts

I was waiting for my friends Andrew and Karen
 to upload the pictures from our countless hangouts over the week, 
when it hit me! 
This life is not all about me or my hangouts, or my stories, or my outfits – it’s about God.

Just a thought, happy Sunday! :)

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Monday, August 6, 2012


I went straight home from work today because the new work-schedule appears to be temporarily peculiar. As I was commuting from work this afternoon, there was nothing in my thoughts except how glad I was to be able to finally break free from a very long day of technicality and pressure. Resting at my own home and doing my thing would have to be the perfect way to attain what I would call inner peace. Until tonight though, when Tim suddenly showed up on my mind. To be honest, Tim has been an uninvited visitor in my mind at random times which is weird because as far as I know, we broke up almost four weeks ago.

Everything I could remember about the short-lived romantic relationship with Tim was how he always makes me feel like the second best, it’s haunting me.

Do you have any idea what I’m talking about?

No, I don’t think so.

I wonder where Josh is.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Last Night.

                Since it seems like ‘Saturdays’ are the only days on the calendar that could demonstrate what a real ‘rest-day’ looks like, I finally decided to accept Josh’s pro-longed invitation for coffee. It’s been a few weeks since our little get-together that unexpectedly ended up with a kiss that was so brief, but quite enough to have kept my eyes sparkle for the next few days.

                The town was quiet as I was walking towards the nearby café right after dinner with a few friends from 9th grade. From the distance, I could see his figure among the unfamiliar faces and the magical orange lights hanging from the ceiling. I entered the unjammed café and strolled comfortably approaching him however, I paused for a moment when I got a clearer view of him: swarthy, neat, and nice; just the same old Josh I met over a year ago; except, there was something particularly special about him that night. I don’t know if it’s just me or the fact that he was seated in a corner where a beautiful vintage-looking window belonged to him. I breathe out and made my way towards him.

                For once, I couldn’t believe how we were able to manage a scenario like that; sitting in a corner by the lovely window and chatting like two old friends who just met after months apart. As far as I remember, things with Josh weren’t entirely easy. It was a year of waiting, avoiding, loving, hating, forgiving, and vice versa. But from what it looks like from the little table by the window, everything about our past is totally behind us now and there is no reason of looking back.

Enough has been said and done, but I enjoyed the second time I get to see him now that he’s in town. From here, I don’t know what the future holds for us, but I know that I am delightfully satisfied on how we ended that night, walking hand in hand under the perfect moonless sky. I couldn't ask for more.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Letters & Lights

All right that's it. It's only been lunch break and it seems like I've already realized enough. 

Today, I chose to take my lunch alone and it just hit me! The few I consider my real friends here at this company are all gone. They're just gone for a variety of reasons and I don't know how to express in writing how much it saddens me. The world is yet too big and I couldn't be any prouder that they have flown to navigate it like it should be navigated; however I just can't help to dream of the days when this four-walls was originally occupied by me and the people I dearly care about.

Perhaps it is true when good friend Dylan told me to cherish the moment; because when I peeped the room from a distance, I saw the crowd but I just couldn't recognize anyone, at least not anymore.

After the whirling and the twirling of the past couple of months, I can't help but wonder, when it comes to  people who come and go, When is the right time to let go  of the past and move on to the future?