Car Fix

I can’t believe it’s August already. I remember when I was young, it seemed like the years were crawling. I wanted to fast forward to 2002 so I could have my debut already. Now, that’s eleven years ago. Whew! Like almost everyone else, I kind of dislike the age 30. :p No offense but it seems old. It’s like I can’t bring my red strawberry bag anymore or make use of rainbow colored stuff because it doesn’t fit me. Bleh. But as they say, it’s all in the mind. I could always try to make myself believe that I’m 23. I love being 23, I don’t know why. It’s such a fun age.

I wish I could say it out loud but nobody’s going to understand. These things, they’re selfish and unfair. A little too late for what ifs.

It’s not a one way street, I know I have my mishaps but it just makes me sad. Hurling words without contemplating. One harsh phrase after another. I slowly die inside and if you would just listen, my heart screams a silent cry. I wish we weren’t like that, I feel like giving up now..

The only consolation I get while waiting for some work to be done is knowing I have some time to kill writing. I just bought myself a cheap snack and here I am scribbling away. Back to normal programming which is also known as my mundane life, it’s pretty hectic. I don’t get to see Mark as much. Well, that’s also because he’s got a load of work to do. The thought makes me sad. I’m just looking forward to the Holidays and do something fun like photo ops maybe? For the past weeks, it’s been like this. How ordinary can my life get?

Type… type… type…  Some of the words I want to write kind of drowned inside my head. Maybe it’s the lack of sleep or being idle right now. Haha! I just wish October would end already and come November, I’ll be oh-so-giddy like a kid playing in the park, busy building whatever in the sandbox :D

Sigh. I miss a lot of things from my past. Some of those things caught up with me lately and it just made me sad. You know how those alone moments in the movies are? That emo moment complete with an equally emo background music? It happened to me minus the grand well thought of location, the lights and the camera. I was in the bathroom, not really a nice venue.  All the memories are with me right now and needless to say, I’m sniffling- a little bit. It’s sad that I know how things were, how good they were and now I’m a first hand witness as to how it slowly bit the dust.  But they say, people should not live in their past so I won’t. There’s a reason, I’m sure of it. It’s just that right now, it doesn’t make sense to me.

I’m really vague right now. It’s 5am and I’m sleepy. Maybe when I’m wide awake, I’ll know better.

My college friends and I were at La Mesa Ecopark last Saturday for a post birthday celeb. I took some shots.

and I’m living a new life.

My friend Jenn and I went to check out the exhibit last January 17 (late post, I know) at the Ayala Museum. Piles of the mags with artworks were sold for P3,000.00 and a regular mag without the artwork for P400.00. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to see my work because many others were looking for theirs.

Yoda said, “Let go of everything you fear to lose.”