starting now, i'm starting over
I think one of the hardest things about breaking up is not the finding things to do, not the finding other people to be attracted to, or neither is it even the moving on from the relationship itself. Sometimes, it's the separating your life from what it was, what you want it to be, and what it actually is. Speaking as someone who's been screwed over a fair number of times (okay, twice) one of the things that I had the hardest time dealing with was separating my life from the other person's. This person is so-and-so's best friend or oh that's the place where we did this or today was the day that he said this a year ago and so on. And it's when you realize that there is absolutely nothing connecting you to other person anymore (say... it's been two years and your life is completely different and he's in a different continent?) that you can choose to do one of two things: 1. relapse totally and start lamenting something that was good or 2. realize that you've actually got a good thing going on, and that life isn't perfect but shyeah yours is pretty gosh darn great.
Of course some people need to go through both because they're pretty gosh darn stubborn. Haha.
I can't wait for school and for the rainy season. Together they're kind of a pain in the ass, but it's my last year of college and ain't no thang gonna get me down. Yeah I said thang.
Dog Problems - The Format
Can you hear me? Are you listening?
This is the sound of my heart breaking.
And I hope it's entertaining, cos it's for me it's a bitch.
Was it worth it when you slept with him?
Did you get it all out of your system?
I didn't know I couldn't keep up.
Junior year haunted me again today. I didn't know my grades had been mailed to the house already, and my dad sprung it up on me over Pho Hoa stuffed chicken wings and shrimp paste rice. I accept the disappointment, I know I deserve it, and I know I'm gonna be trying harder this year. I really am.
The good thing about the past few conversations I've had with my parents about my future and whatnot is the fact that I think they're starting to accept the that film may become my career. I didn't even realize that I myself wasn't seeing it as my future until my mom said the words "that's gonna be your bread and butter" and then I realized, crap oo nga noh. I completely forgot. Or possibly, overlooked? Ahhh bahumbug. I'm glad I'm starting to get their support, and that a semblance of a plan that I'm happy with is forming in my mind. Shyeah.
So please, Junior Year, tama na ah? I've learned my lesson, I promise. Please stay in the past and leave me some room for a semblance of a clean slate.
Halika guys, balik tayong Boracay!
Of course some people need to go through both because they're pretty gosh darn stubborn. Haha.
I can't wait for school and for the rainy season. Together they're kind of a pain in the ass, but it's my last year of college and ain't no thang gonna get me down. Yeah I said thang.
Dog Problems - The Format
Can you hear me? Are you listening?
This is the sound of my heart breaking.
And I hope it's entertaining, cos it's for me it's a bitch.
Was it worth it when you slept with him?
Did you get it all out of your system?
I didn't know I couldn't keep up.
Junior year haunted me again today. I didn't know my grades had been mailed to the house already, and my dad sprung it up on me over Pho Hoa stuffed chicken wings and shrimp paste rice. I accept the disappointment, I know I deserve it, and I know I'm gonna be trying harder this year. I really am.
The good thing about the past few conversations I've had with my parents about my future and whatnot is the fact that I think they're starting to accept the that film may become my career. I didn't even realize that I myself wasn't seeing it as my future until my mom said the words "that's gonna be your bread and butter" and then I realized, crap oo nga noh. I completely forgot. Or possibly, overlooked? Ahhh bahumbug. I'm glad I'm starting to get their support, and that a semblance of a plan that I'm happy with is forming in my mind. Shyeah.
So please, Junior Year, tama na ah? I've learned my lesson, I promise. Please stay in the past and leave me some room for a semblance of a clean slate.
Halika guys, balik tayong Boracay!