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Author: aLmich
I don't know if I'm contented or happy. I don'tknow if I'm learning. I dn't know if I have already forgotten the feeling I have for him. I don't know if I can. I'm not depressed, nor am I wallowing in self-pity. I just want to get that out of the way. It's just that I have been thinking about my current life.
Lying in bed earlier today after BED clubbing, I had a hard time sleeping. I texted JC "I'm home, about to sleep na". He texted back "Hindi pa ako makatulog, anyway, sleep tight". And yet after few hours of just lying there, I stood up again. I can't sleep. I just had tonic vodka, tequilla and coffee and lots of dancing but the tiresome and gruesome night didn't summon my body to sleep. The long and quite moment gave me time to think. This life is good but I want something better. It feels like everything in my life right now is mediocre. I'm mediocre. I know I should be doing stuffs that make me grow and improve. I don't feel that right now. It's like I'm stuck doing the same things over and over again. I want to do something different. Learn something new. Do something new. I feel so restless.
A friend invited me about attending this introduction to wakeboarding. I'm seriously considering it. I also want to enroll at Fitness First. After this super-busy week, I will. I also want to start reviving my out of town-trips again. I want to design clothes. I want to study and pursue ice skating. I want my own clothing line. I want to learn how to sing. I want to write a novel. I want to write a movie! I want to be an extra in a movie! I miss theatre. Shit. I used to do all these before. What happened to me? Where's my life? Where am I? It seems that in the course of getting assimilated into the world of the underpaid young professionals, of trying to fit into this mold, I lost my self. I lost my passion. I used to dream about things. I still do. But before, I made my dreams happen. Today. I feel that I've lost that power. I pray to God that I get it back somehow. I know that when I do, things will be better. I will feel better. And my role in this world will be more significant. I want to contribute more. I want to be more. And starting today, I will. God help me.
Lying in bed earlier today after BED clubbing, I had a hard time sleeping. I texted JC "I'm home, about to sleep na". He texted back "Hindi pa ako makatulog, anyway, sleep tight". And yet after few hours of just lying there, I stood up again. I can't sleep. I just had tonic vodka, tequilla and coffee and lots of dancing but the tiresome and gruesome night didn't summon my body to sleep. The long and quite moment gave me time to think. This life is good but I want something better. It feels like everything in my life right now is mediocre. I'm mediocre. I know I should be doing stuffs that make me grow and improve. I don't feel that right now. It's like I'm stuck doing the same things over and over again. I want to do something different. Learn something new. Do something new. I feel so restless.
A friend invited me about attending this introduction to wakeboarding. I'm seriously considering it. I also want to enroll at Fitness First. After this super-busy week, I will. I also want to start reviving my out of town-trips again. I want to design clothes. I want to study and pursue ice skating. I want my own clothing line. I want to learn how to sing. I want to write a novel. I want to write a movie! I want to be an extra in a movie! I miss theatre. Shit. I used to do all these before. What happened to me? Where's my life? Where am I? It seems that in the course of getting assimilated into the world of the underpaid young professionals, of trying to fit into this mold, I lost my self. I lost my passion. I used to dream about things. I still do. But before, I made my dreams happen. Today. I feel that I've lost that power. I pray to God that I get it back somehow. I know that when I do, things will be better. I will feel better. And my role in this world will be more significant. I want to contribute more. I want to be more. And starting today, I will. God help me.
