5 minutes after christmas eve

A little girl is in trouble... She's all by herself in the middle of a hanging bridge. A bridge that she knew and depended on for so long. She needed to make her way through and make it at the end to be home just in time for Christmas when suddenly the bridge threatens to give way.

No matter how the little girl holds on, it will only be a matter of time before the bridge falls away. :(

*That's when I'll know... **

No Competition

I can't believe I let myself get affected about the things I hear... and not see.

I've seen this before... I would stay up late giving myself something to be anxious about. I would ache like the most miserable person. What's with me and pain?

Or maybe people sometimes just intend to make a big deal out of things... just to see if it would break me or not. They are curious if I could handle myself graciously or if I would just lash out and make a fool out of myself.

Thank God I handled that well.

Instinctively I made an effort to find proof... and what I found out could only make me laugh.

Seriously now? :D

Oh... people and you. Why, oh why? Haha.

When it turns out too good to be true...

I wish I was still in Caramoan where my only problem was where to put the next meal I am about to eat.

I had a great time. Thanks to Mhay, Dy and Ellie. I felt rewarded. I deserved the break. I did!. It was even more enjoyable knowing that my dad didn't make any side comments about checking my lifestyle. That trip was especially meant for me. :)

Would spend the day there just being care free. So what if I burned my skin? At least I was having a great time. I have gotten used to how the sea smells like. I especially miss how the 6pm night sky there made me feel. At about 6 pm thousands of bats would crossover the island of Caramoan main and litter the early evening sky. For me, it was always a time to stand still... look above (watch out for bat poop and pee, hehe) and reflect. It was so peaceful there. I miss the peace.

What have I learned? At work, I complain of physical pain due to long hours of standing, sometimes for having to extend our duty time for the name of being committed to my work. I get home feeling beaten and defeated. Asked myself a million times why I chose this profession... all I get is emotional and physical pain. How much senseless can my life get?

Then I go to Caramoan. I intend to take my time to enjoy. I did cliff climbing, snorkeling, swimming, and cam whoring. I climbed 500 steps in order to take a glimpse of a holy place. It was such agony... and super exhausting but I did it anyway. In the end I was also complaining of body ache. Every little bit of my body hurts.

That's when I realized how pain keeps me alive.

When I suffer I feel pain... When I take time to enjoy, I still feel pain. Pain keeps me alive. :(

Now after one week, it's back to work again. Back to reality... back to our never ending schedule mishap issues... back to hating suck ups and miserable people, back to my tiring life. Welcoming me back is quite a hard task. Wish I stayed in Caramoan for another week.

I can't keep running off, can I? This is my life. I can take a break once in a while, but I still gotta go back and live it.

Something about the trip made me want to not look back. To go some place else where I would find peace... where the hell will I find peace? I don't think I can handle any more bickering at work. Honestly, it's taking the life out of me. Horrible! People are so horrible! So many bad vibrations!

Then came weekend. Back to work. On call duty nurse of the day the first day back. Aaaaahhh!!! Excruciating! What have I gotten myself into? Well, I survived. Lived through it anyway. SIGH... Only a miracle can fix things. It is so out of my little hands. :'(

Spent my Sunday with Jon... and realized that despite his weird ways, the guy can actually make me feel at ease. It is overwhelming. He made me feel peace. :') ... and because the day with him was so great, when night came it had to end because I needed to get back to my life again. The peaceful streak never last that long. That's how life is. Pain keep us alive.

I think everything just got bottled up inside. Or maybe, I am just really stressed out. I know I can't keep on depending on him to find the peace I need... but it sure does feel good to feel him all the time, whether he's physically with me or not. So when I finally hear what I needed to hear from him, my heart melted. I thought my life isn't so bad.

Then came the next day.

I learned once again that pain keeps you alive.

" Don't say that you've been thinking, cause I know it's just the drink in you." - Sozzi

Haha. :) Oh pain, oh pain. :)

the bitter escape

I would never... oh but I did. :'(

It would never... but it did.

He would never... oh, but he did... he did. :'(

No I have that stomach spasm again...

" But will my heart be broken, when the night meets the morning sun?"- Carole King

Where art thou forgiveness? Where art thou loyalty? Where art thou dignity?

What are you? The most desperate lonely person in the world?!!

:'(

reliving grey's quote

"The truth hurts that's why we lie."- meredith grey, grey's anatomy

Is that why people say I love you when they really don't? Is that why people say forever because it really means goodbye?

Today must have meant something... but this day of great importance is not for me to claim, just mine for me to be thankful for.

Then I don't want to believe, but I am believing. I don't want to break, but I am breaking.

Could it be?

"When all is said and done, I'll just be a spec in the galaxy." - david archuletta

Your galaxy. :'(

whirlwind

It's been a long time...

I didn't turn my back to the person I really am. It's just that sometimes... even if I don't like to accept it, I am blinded and I tend to overlook the chances that are laid out in front of me. Sometimes I fall down and I feel like life does not give me much of a choice, even if it always does.

Yeah... I've been kind of busy. I've been busy trying to live.

"Talking to myself and feeling old..." - carpenters

Because I do feel old. I've come a long way and yet I've still got a long way to go.

Sometimes I just like to hit my head with a hammer to perhaps knock some sense out of me... What am I doing with my life? :'(

Some days I'm all about positivity. Other days I spell misery. I must have a manic-depressive disorder! Again... what am I doing with my life?

Darn.

All I can think of is find another way to live. How? That I have to think about too.

All I really want is what you've been saying all along.

Suddenly everything about my life does not matter. It's all about the deepest desire of my heart.

Then I do, then I don't. I feel, I don't feel. Life is fair, life is unfair.

I am twisted!

I know my struggles and confusion would lead me to achieving my end goal. So now I got to be who I am now... then who knows tomorrow? Things might get better.

NO. I am certain of it. Things will be better.

"You know it's love when you dream, a monster just swallowed you up and you don't wanna be saved." - alisha's attic

waves

I am not one who understands perfectly how electrocardiogram works... but in my mind, I can see what my ECG readings would look like at the moment.

Could ailing hearts ever find remedies through ECG?

Here's a not so comforting thought that always seemed to haunt me ever since i came to think about it...

That i always get left behind...
And that instead of a good reason why there's a need to wait...i might have been waiting in vain all along.

Or maybe i am just like everyone else. I want the same thing anyone would want.

Sigh...why all this gloom?

I fear being left behind again. I don't know if i would make it again. Everytime that happens,i am left with no choice but to make it. The pain is so tiring. I am not looking forward to feeling it again.;-(

Why am i like this? I'm in the middle of another struggle. When will i learn to love myself enough?...enough to believe that i will not get left behind and be forgotten.

"i am not one to complain..." oh i am not complaining.

This is a new revelation to me.

"... I love you more than i could ever promise."

And my repolarizations are abnormal than ever.

fading drops

what could be the most hurting thing?

it's like pretending i don't mind...but every little thing is an endless prick. a tiny puncture is made but the pain is radiating. and what if these accumulate, if not everyday... how about every other day? or after every two days or three days?

no... somewhere amidst my"choosing-to-be-happy" existence... there's gotta be a prick. even if "splendid" is the only way to go... there's just gotta be a downside. it's like fate is taunting me... " yes... go ahead love life. here is what you get."

and then i bleed. apply pressure to that tiny finger. use a sterile piece of cotton ball. press hard. sting. sting. sting. i go on keeping a straight face.

it is way more serious than obtaining my daily capillary blood glucose.

i bleed... no pressure can relieve the pain. it's like i just let myself bleed, allow all the blood to coagulate and get nourishment from it.

then i keep it from being given away. because i'd rather bleed than deal with all the hollowness without that seemingly insignificant prick.

mountain climbing

Oh the fates...

The future looks... PROMISING.

That's the first word that came into mind while I was answering our neuro-psych exam this afternoon.

It's funny because some part of me was screaming, " That is so not true!" I would like to listen to my very hopeful side telling me, "Of course... Things will fall into place. Keep the faith."

The future is promising. YES. Because I am successful at taking one step at a time. Even though my every day is as difficult as climbing a steep mountain, at least I'm moving. Oh I would hate to be stuck. The future is bright. YES. Because there are many wonderful possibilities that I am looking forward to. So unlike the person I used to be before.

The thirst for independence has greatly intensified. I need to be liberated from all the restraints that are paralyzing me. It's about time that I learn to answer for myself.

I would do with all the mountain climbing for the meantime... I know when I get to the top, it will all be worth it.

***YES. The future looks promising and bright, because despite all my struggles I have you by my side. :) ***

haunting nightmares

Your name will always haunt me.

You will always be the friend who became the fiend. :'(

everything and nothing at the same time

Of all the things I believed in...

So after trying to win over the struggles, I should have known it will still come to this. :'(

Tonight will be a long night... and so will be many nights after this. The thinking and pondering will seemingly come to no end.

This time... I would know how to get rid of all the whys. My heart already knew all of the "because"...

It still does not change the fact that I would rather want things to turn out the other way. :'(

You were the one I loved, the one thing that I tried to hold on to...

stretching p-a-t-i-e-n-c-e

So I found myself facing yet again, the unexpected.

I am contemplating very hard... if this unwanted emotion I am feeling emanates from a deep animosity towards myself... OR NOT. :)

You lack the big I. Intiative... Initiative!

I can't blame you for my mood swings... it's the freakin' hot weather. It must be the freakin' hot weather!

Tsk... better luck next time. I am the meanest when I am provoked. No kidding this time. :

LSS high

"My heart starts aching, my hands keep shaking and you know, you know, you know..."

Wiggling toes... beating heart... stifling giggles...

Yeah... so my shoulders and not hips move with the beat. ;)

"It would take a strong, strong man... to ever let you go."

brain damage

It's gotta be the brain, 'coz I have long accepted that my heart is dysfunctional.

"There are people, who say what you wanna hear. Even on a rainy day they'll tell you the sky is clear." -Brian Litrell

I don't know what to believe anymore. What's worse than having a malfunctioning heart? It's a super damaged brain. I am thinking but I cannot decide what to do.

My heart is just bursting with hurt. That is all I am feeling.

Like all I get from all my desolation... from all those pointless longings that had been the highlights of my days... are angry insights. Never mind that I said I love you. I am the villain... I deserve not to hear an "I love you back..."

Maybe I am really not made for this. I never get it right. :'(

mahal na mahal kita

Didn't I use to say that when I decide to say I love you it means I really mean it?

And when I really mean it, I say: MAHAL KITA.

Well...

MAHAL NA MAHAL KITA.

Get that?

Don't ask why. I, for one, have given up asking why. I just do. :)

Sinta... mahal na mahal kita... mahal na mahal kita. :')

february ache

I hate February for all the most bitter reasons. Who needs valentine's day? (super bitter!) The darn day is only good for businessmen! (Hala! The bitter tirade continues.hehe) I just think that the super famous day is too commercialized.

For years now my opinion about v-day has not changed. Too commercialized... it kinda loses its real meaning.

Anyway, it is thanks to my forever friends the adiks that I somehow find the day special... because for years now I've been celebrating valentines with them. (Love you guys!) My true friends always help me get through valentines day unscathed. :D

"I'm through with love. It's only a madness. I'm finished with it, this torment was never my joy. Who needs a heartbreak? Don't want any body to call my own."

Told ya... bitter much!

But this year's a little bit different. No, my opinion still has not changed, but I came to accept the real reason why I hate v-day. It's the way people act so mushy and cheesy... all the public displays of affection make me sick! It kinda makes me feel v-day are only for couples...which is totally false because it is for everyone. I am a living proof that the day is also for single people. (O bitter uli?!)

What am I trying to drive at?...

This year... it felt different.

"But when you're near the sweetest sensation takes over my heart. I feel like I'm losin' control. These moments of weakness allow me a glimpse of heaven. I've been so strong. Could this be true?... for you broke my resolve now I'm tryin' to fight but I just cannot deny that I could really go for you."

Darn.

For a few precious moments there, I totally lost it. Gone somewhere... don't know where. Blank. So not me. Just acted on impulse.

You know what's so weird about it?

Hypothetically, I would have felt like hiding in my closet and feel abashed... but I did not feel that. Looking back, the unexpected plot just makes me laugh at myself. That subtle laugh filled with disbelief that I can go for something like that...

And I felt that bittersweet ache that I feel every February... only this time, there was more sweetness. Out with most of the bitterness, in with more sweets...

I must be getting better at loving life. :')

monsters and surprises

The unexpected... yes... something unexpected yet again happened. Who would've thought?

"As I turn away, I'm secretly hopin'..."

And then it did.

... yes it did come around and broke the spell on me.

Too bad I just said good bye. :')

All for the best I suppose.

nonchalance

I stand there looking like I cannot see, going about everywhere and just basically going out of the way. It has become an automatic reflex. And I could see the puzzle in your eyes, trying to ask me how the hell are you going to figure out...

NO can do.

That's the only thing that is certain.

the lines of my own earth...

I almost gave up. For once, the time and circumstance were in my favor... it was destined to end, so it seemed. It was so easy to turn my back and just leave everything hanging. Tired I was... I did not want to care anymore. You know the feeling of never wanting to look back? That was how I felt... like cherishing the last two footsteps in a place you so wanted to leave.

Yet again, I was bruised as could be... but there's something different now.

Last night, I felt it again... the same resignation. Somehow, I've revived the old me that I miss... my stronger self.

I keep repeating to myself the lines of Pablo Neruda's poem that I love so much... the one poem that helped me get through all the times of my brokenness...

Come what may. I have no regrets for trying to give it all... but if it comes to a point where all will lead to a dead end, I swear I would climb over a wall, swim a river, jump over a fall. Yes... I will accept that I came to an end, but I will not look back. So help me God.

sleepless sleep

I am losin' my mind.

Everyday I have to convince myself to try and live for another day. My simple turned habitual struggles drain out all the strength and confidence in me.

Seriously... I wanna sleep the whole week through...

I am losing my mind.

Madonna's song triggered it all.

Sleep, sleep... I need sleep. The real sleep. The sleep without haunting nightmares about endorsements gone wrong and other hospital related problems of mine.

Buti na lang... hahaha...

Didn't I tell you I was losing my mind?