I wish I was away from home again. Every day was a new adventure. I’m tired of my daily grind.
I miss missing people from a distance. It’s painful to miss people when they are near, but still out of reach. At least when you’re abroad you can blame the distance on the miles.
I spend way too much time feeling bad about myself
A few days ago I promised myself that I would only say nice things from then on but then a few minutes later I started thinking bad things and well…
I want a do-over.
Earlier today I was playing a game of “5 questions” (Like 20 questions but less HAHA) with my good friend, Artoo. We weren’t able to finish the game because we ran out of interesting questions for each other. I didn’t expect to learn much about him through this silly game but I was fairly surprised. We were only looking for a way to burn the time but now I know a little more about him than I did yesterday and that makes me happy. It’s always nice to learn new things about your friends; things that you’re sure not a lot of people know about them. It makes me feel special. HAHA. So thank you, Artoo (even though you’ll probably never see this hehe). :)
I thought that stuff like this only happened in movies or in telenovelas. I guess no one really expects anything like this to happen to them until it does. It used to be a joke between Jolo and me.
Who are you and what do you want?
Sorry for the bluntness but I really don’t know how to go on about this. Who are you? I know your name, I know what you’re studying. I even know that you have crooked teeth because Papalo told me so. But I don’t know who you are. It’s only been a day for me, so I guess this is understandable. How about you though? How have you been all this time? Did you ever think about me? You know about me now, but do you want to know who I am? I’ve got a million questions I want to ask but at the same time I kind of just want to go back to even 30 hours ago when my life was still just my boring life.
It’s so hard to wrap my head around all this. My heart feels so heavy. I keep trying to wake up, but this isn’t a dream. It’s cold, bitter reality.
Pinoy teleserye. I swear.