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Day 7: On Tempers and Rages

Yes, you’re seeing a deliciously angry looking pizza.

Day 7 is not on the list of topics that I need to write about because I’m trying to customize it into something personal to me rather than follow a series of theme everyday.

To start off, temper means something neutralizing and rage is fury gone loose. On why I wanted to talk about it is that one, it’s interesting and relevant. Second, the pizza looks like me — nice in general but when triggered can turn into an evil bitch from Wakanda. Everyday we encounter circumstances or people that get into our nerves ( please read my other blog post about things that annoy me here: What Annoys Me ) yet we still discern our feelings and think as rational as possible. I throw fits and almost kill annoying people in my mind. I mean if I confront them from being annoying that would make me look like a fool. It’s so biased and inhumane for me to do so. Human as we are, we are accompanied by myriad of emotions everyday yet we were given the gift of reason to act wisely. Some may involved in serious problems just because they let their emotions take over their rationality. Pity those fools for they let their inner bitches took over their life and now they are stained.

Anyways, rage is dangerous. I would admit that I sometimes find myself acting stupid just because I’m furious. I started raging when I learned how to drive and being in the road requires not just mental alertness but tantamount of patience before you start shooting assholes. I mean, being caught in a traffic and having someone cutting you off while you safely drive can sometimes be infuriating. I had one instance wherein a motorcycle driver shoved his middle finger up high just because I slowed down to let kids cross and caught up in a very difficult situation because a passenger jeep just stopped in front of me. I got no better choice and he hated me for slowing down because he was driving so fast. I got mad I stepped on the pedal trying to rush over the traffic and just want to blow horns at him or probably squeeze his bird brain. I must say my inner bitch took over my sanity for 10 seconds and realized that my life is too precious for me to waste on stupid people. I must say I’m learning to control the evil in me and just let it go. I need 10 seconds of silence and a quick prayer to regain back my senses.

Frustrations and work stress also add up to my mood swings and getting a massage weekly to relax is so expensive but I’m still willing to pay for it just because I value my mental health. Regardless of all these feelings we feel, our mind should always overpower those raging emotions. Our temper can sometimes make or break us.

In case you feel aggravated by a situation, take a step back and breathe. Never let your tongue say anything you’ll regret, never do anything that can hurt others and never let other people’s anger become your anger.

I always remind myself that no matter what… Be the bigger person. 😇

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Day 6: Explain Your Current Relationship

On day 6 of this blogging challenge, I’ll share about my current relationship.

I’m no longer single and the dramas I wrote before is just part of history where I learned a lot and cringe upon every time I read about my ramblings. Life is different now knowing I got someone I can totally depend on. It’s not perfect I must say as we have different opinions on a lot of things that can sometimes cause us arguments or disagreements. Our personalities are almost the same in quite areas but mine is probably stronger but despite on me being hard-headed, I always find myself listening to him.

I like to see him smile and his smile can calm me from the stress and pain that I feel. I value the time he spent on me and just being there. I do sometimes wish he’s a guy full of surprises or the romantic one because I must say he is an ultimate fail in romance and sweet stuff.

He is my kind of happy now. I remembered when we’re just starting to get to know each other and I’ve got numerous list of doubts and how my mind fed me with all the negativities this relationship has… I was terrified to be hurt all over again because I don’t know if I can still make it especially with the other problems I got. My mind has been a hellish place to be and being caught up in confusion is just “deathrifying”. It was a rough start, an offroad course only those who trust most can survive and now we’re off to better roads. We can’t deny the roadblocks and detours our relationship may have but we’re both game to what adventure awaits us. As long as we put out trust in each other even if we travel on separate roads, our love will still lead us together. I hope so. We both have dreams we long to achieve and all we need is a strong motivation to keep going… to keep on doing the best that we can to achieve our heart’s desire. All the effort today is bound to a greater future.

I’m glad I gave him the chance to prove his worth. I’m glad that he never gave up on me despite my stubborness. Everything is totally new to me at first, texting or dropping messages of my whereabouts and quitting my weekend “walwal” sessions to survive each week’s routine. It feels better now compared to the days where I have my own self doubts and fears of getting old alone with no one to love me.

I pray that this will be a forever kind of love story and if not I hope I’ll keep on believing in love as much as I’ve believed in this relationship. All we need is love to be better… always.❤

Here’s a link of my previous blog post rehashing why I love this guy: About Us.

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Day 3: What Annoys Me

I missed to blog about Day 3 last Wednesday because I’m out of town and been so busy prepping for our team building. Signal sucks so I just enjoyed life away from the internet. I know I’ve got a challenge to face so no worries I’ll make sure that I’ll have 30 blog posts or more before the challenge ends and I definitely mean it.

Lately I’ve been listening to Wake Up with Jim and Saab, totally hooked into it because they’re such a cool couple. How they treat each other reminds me of my relationship with my love, John Paul. On day 3 of this blogging challenge, I want to simply blab and share what annoys me on a regular basis. This is pretty much interesting. In no particular order…

  • Loud and boisterous people – I hate people who are too loud and are attention-seekers. I am annoyed by how they try so hard to be noticed which I don’t give a damn on a normal day. Hearing those attention seekers piss me off big time. I just hate being around them because I’ve got the tendency to roll my eyes.
  • Hypocrites – those who acts nice but a total bitch. Sad to say they can sometimes be acquaintances, colleagues or worst, your friend. I can’t stand being with them because they are the best pretenders. They can also play victim and make you the bad person. Ugh.
  • Slow internet connection – oh yeah, who likes slow internet nowadays?
  • Stupid questions – I am sorry if I tend to be sarcastic sometimes in answering stupid and lame questions wherein the answers are obvious. It’s so annoying when they ask questions when the answer was already stated in an email, a resource tool or discussed already.
  • Traffic – being caught in a traffic jam while you’re excited to go home or in a hurry to go to work sucks. I’ve been caught up in a traffic once this year and that 30-40 minute travel home ended up 3 hours. I swear I was about to lose my sanity. My feet and hands were so tired plus my mind is so exhausted trying to keep the patience intact.
  • Late – I hate waiting that is why I prefer to be late sometimes. It annoys me when I get to wait for too long may it be a person, an event or a flight.
  • Know It Alls – The arrogance and the confidence they exude make me sick. Those people just get into my nerves and I already killed them in my mind. It’s like cursing silently while smirking at them when they try to show off their not so intelligent opinions about current affairs. F*ck off!
  • Clay Go – I don’t get it why some folks don’t clean as they go when there’s a huge signage in front of them stating to CLEAN AS YOU GO. Are you stupid or something? To add, those people who can’t shoot their trash in the nearest garbage bins and those who just throw their garbage anywhere they want to. I apologize if I’m too anal about this but it just pisses me off.
  • Humidity – I hate feeling sticky because it bothers me big time. I cannot focus because all I want during that moment is a long shower.
  • Alarm – well yeah, my alarm clock annoys me because I want to sleep as much as I want to and not be forced to wake up because I got to work. The alarm that won’t stop ringing because some folks forced open the door drives me nuts.

It ain’t over though as I have a lot of pet peeves I missed to share on this post but it’ll just bore you. Thanks for reading!

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Blogging Challenge Day 1: Share Where You See Yourself In 10 Years

It’s been a while since the last time I blogged my thoughts. Honestly, I tried hard to write, tried even harder to sum up my ideas and ended up in despair. It’s that time of the year again where I suffer from occasional writer’s block, a lame reason I made up to justify my laziness. I need to gather my thoughts and write something sensible or should I say personal just like what I’ve been doing for almost a decade here in WordPress.

Today I challenged myself to write again just because I want to do something special 30 days before I turn 29. Birthday blues are brewing within my system but work life keeps my mind too preoccupied that it has no time to be sad. I searched some topics online to somehow keep me alive in the field I am pretty much interested into and found some son called cure. I got this idea from Pinterest and I’m excited to start my own but I’ll somehow tweak it a bit. I won’t follow Katy’s suggestion on what needs to go first, I rather make up my own list and survive this one-month of cerebral journey.

Thanks to KatyWidrick.com

Day 1 is supposed to be a quick run through of my current relationship status but I don’t feel that topic to jump start this list of thoughts. I want to share more of myself and my goals for the next 10 years because by then I’ll be 38 and that’s pretty old. 👵

Dear God, I see myself as a materialistic asshole with this list I made and please forgive me as it is still a work in progress:

  1. Driving a pick-up or an SUV off-road somewhere with friends or family just because it’s weekend.
  2. Graduating with another post grad degree probably in Psychology or finishing Law School and be an attorney.
  3. Travelling to more places internationally… ( Singapore, Japan, Indonesia, Malaysia, Europe, Thailand, Hongkong, Taiwan and more…)
  4. Being with my love in Palawan, Siargao and Batanes as well as arguing on what stories we’ll start publishing and sorting out our ideas on what to do, where to go next
  5. Getting promoted at work and developing my skills or finally resigning to get a job that would enhance my skillset and make me work outside of my comfort zone. I am interested into strategic management and corporate planning but I also wanna go away from traditional and rigid way of implementing processes.
  6. Building a huge following in Instagram and engaging more people to appreciate poetry and photography. I might as well try spoken poetry.
  7. Publishing a coffee table book that includes my haikus and poems.
  8. Having a big birthday celebration for my mom and be with her most of the time. I just want her to always remember my name.
  9. Getting married and having 2-3 kids.
  10. Being financially free and live a comfortable life.

The list goes on as time passes by but I want to go back to this post one day to check if I was able to work on my plans. I even sent a copy of this to myself via FutureMe.org to review after a decade.

It’s refreshing to feel a little bit of pressure after a long time. I never wanted to force myself to write but I got to, I need to. Coming up with this post is nerve wracking but I’m glad I was able to finish this with a joy in my heart. This is just the start of something new.

Thanks for visiting! 💓

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What Depression Looks Like.

P. S. :This post stayed in my drafts for almost a month.

After Chester Bennington took his life, I never have that urged to write again about depression. It is a sensitive topic to talk about because people say a lot of things about it that just hurts me instead of being uplifted. This is actually far worst than any illness. It is your body, your mind that is haunting you and no matter how you want to escape it, it lingers until you find the best solution — death.

Seeing my Twitter feed as celebrities and other personalities talked about Anthony Bourdain and Kate Spade’s death, I felt that sudden gush of pain from the left side of my chest. It’s crushing. It’s horrifying. It’s getting real as time passes by that even the wealthy, the great and the renowned are also suffering. We heard a lot of news but we still don’t put too much care about it. It’s either we don’t need to meddle into someone else’s battle, just leave it as it is — a phase in that person’s life he needs to overcome or push him to seek medical help. What if it’s already too late?

Depression does not have a face. It can be anyone, your parents, your sibling, your best friend, your partner or your colleagues. It is that moment when the world no longer excites you and you just want to rest from the agony of existing. The war of emotions, the ultimate decision. Your end.

Take me back years ago when I almost took my own life. I’ve got a lot of issues to face. I bid goodbye to my princess life and got my own dose of reality. I don’t know what to do. It’s hard to let go of that status quo knowing you don’t have money left in the bank. I need to find a living after I graduated college but finding a good job didn’t make me feel any better. A lot of issues rose up and I just don’t know how to deal with it anymore. I even asked God why is he doing this to me when all these years I just did what I can to be better. I never did anything to harm other people, I showed compassion. It was series of breakdowns and lonely nights — a sudden feeling to end it all. I tried to slash my wrist way back in college but just a mere attempt made me feel stupid. This is not how I supposed to end my problems. I tried to think of hanging myself but seeing my uncle and mom gushing over my achievements made me feel guilty. It was a constant battle of the mind and my heart and of people I’ll leave behind. I thought the wanting to die feeling would stop until one day I hit rock bottom. The gun could have save me from the pain I’m feeling that moment but never from the best moments that came after. It was one sunny day when existential crisis hit me. Financial issues and dreams not coming up into realization. I was 24 with quarter life crisis and facing some legal issues for the family. I am exhausted of everything. I remembered texting a friend who said to stop whatever it is that I’m planning to do. We talked about mental health and how he conquered it, I felt better after knowing someone understands. He was 28, I was 24. Alcohol helped me. The constant weekend parties and hang outs, the crazy life juggling between a promotion and graduate school. The mind was too preoccupied to think about suicide.

I thought I’ll be fine…. But it didn’t stop there.

Months passed by and I was able to hurdle it all and I feel accomplished then my uncle who acts as my second dad died. It was devastating.

I embraced my darkness and cooed my demons. I am the happiest friend in the group. The joker, the person full of positivity and life. The one who wears her mask so good that nobody knew about that side that haunts her every night. I stared on my bedroom walls not knowing what will make me feel better and complete. I wonder if others feel this way too every night. It was the emptiness that depresses me, it’s existing without a purpose. It’s surviving each day feeling no sense of accomplishment.

I achieved a lot of things in my student life. I expected more from myself. I invested for myself. I know I got no one else to back myself up. I wrote my pains. I wrote poetry that calms my soul. I wrote but never talked about depression because some people’s opinions are stupid. I don’t need praises and compliment. I need a solution perhaps a diversion. I know I can still manage except last year when the feeling came more frequently. I asked my closest friend about the best psychiatrist in the city. He suggested but told me that it depends if it’s a good idea or not. You are the only person who can help yourself.

I went back on those moments that I’m glad I’m alive. Travelling. Seeing new places excite me — places that I know nothing about. Walking around and feeling the world. It’s so beautiful to be in a strange place. I realized that toxins come from a place of comfort. The mind needs to be reminded sometimes.

We are the ones who can help ourselves. Rise above your demons and continue the faith. Those who ended their battles aren’t coward, they are the strong ones to cease their existence. I envy them but I know that I’m still resilient enough to survive. There’s more to life as cliche as it sounds.

I am my own warrior and training my mind to be tough is an achievement so far. I focused my mind to stand up each time I fall. I tried and tried to exist regardless if it’s pointless anymore. I strengthen my faith. I kept on believing in God and when all else fails I let him take all my burdens and calm my mind. I wake up each day wishing to see more sunsets and sunrises on a different country. I don’t want to wait for the day when I’m battling my own life not because of my own demons but an illness that will halt me from achieving the things I desire. I wanted to be freed from the chains I created and remain resilient in facing life.

Depression has no face. You can’t even sense it from afar but watch for this signs I got from Ten Characteristics of Perfectly Hidden Depression:

I got 14 yes in the questionnaire. Might as well try this and see for yourself : Perfectly Hidden Depression Questionnaire

I know that I have depression since high school. I know the sadness and emptiness are not normal. It’s the battle of doing my best. I’ve been too idealistic then but now I’m coping up with the real world. A lot of stuff frustrates me but I keep on training my mind to go on.

Life is interesting and I always remind myself that the bad things that are happening is just a phase that will make me appreciate it more. Success never been that sweet if you know you’ve worked hard for it. Happiness will never be special if you didn’t experience sadness. You just need to open your mind to endless possibilities and that can help us to live each day one day at a time. Goals help me be inspired even if my goal can sometimes be stupid as it sounds.

Again, depression has no face. You’ll never know when it’ll strike but you just need to fight your own self to achieve the things you desire. Believe me it’s tough, it’s frustrating but it can be worth it.

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Thoughts on Love and Life Just Because I Feel Like Blogging. 

What love is supposed to be as told by someone who is a complete fucked up when it comes to relationships. 

I sometimes wonder what love really is so I did seek for answers in the point of view of my friends and people who are in a relationship. In my years of existence I must say that I’ve been broken without even having a boyfriend. It’s also as crazy as moving on even if there’s no breakups involved so it doesn’t mean I’m inexperienced when it comes to love. Been there, done this and that. 

Love can probably be shown in several forms we may notice or not. It is not about being together but being there for each other. It can be not seeing for the longest time yet the flame keeps on burning. It can be working on developing each other to be better individuals despite having different dreams. It is all about growing together to be better. Waking up each day finally makes sense and not more of a chore. It is watching the sun sets so beautifully and hoping for the sun to rise again the next day. It’s about being empowered. It is about what makes your heart warm amidst the coldest weather. It makes you a little poetic when everything between you two can be metaphors.

It is not the ripped off of souls. 

Love I guess should feel that way. I keep on thinking and imagining what love is supposed to be. Is it just a take care, good night thing? Is it just holding each other’s hand on a cold Sunday morning trying to figure out what to do? Is it all about fulfilling our lustful thoughts? Is it about being in a place of comfort?

Perhaps,  love indeed cannot be rationalize. 

But love should makes us better. It strengthens our weak selves, it makes us grow. It should not be dragging. It should not feel more of a responsibility not even an obligation. It should be spontaneous, something to look forward to. It’s about priorities and not begging for time. It’s about the freedom to be yourself with his/her friends/family members. 

It’s about being happy.

Sometimes I believe that life will present you circumstances that you seldom win yet you will eventually understand why the lose was actually necessary for you to win yourself. It is that dire need to extend your patience to wait for the right time when every plan is about to be realized. I must say the universe tricked me but it doesn’t mean I gave up already. 

Probably love has its own season. 

In my quest to find answers to my own questions I get to see how things in the past finally made sense today and how today seems to be a puzzle I get tired of solving so I just let it be. I know that I am only choosing what makes me happy right now whether it’s right or wrong I don’t care much as long as it’s legal. I looked at myself pretty much fine with everything that’s been going on despite some several set backs. I don’t need to prove myself to anyone. I am pretty much aware of myself and that my insecurities are well accepted. I wanted to keep on moving on with my life each day. I want to be the better me and the better choice all the time. I want to make people feel that choosing me is not something they’ll regret in the end. It can be choosing me as their leader, their friend, partner or whatever. I see the best in people and some may hate me for being me but I always level up my life experience. I hate to stay where most people are. I wanted to be different than the rest.

I never wanted to be compared because I know I have my own traits that people love and hate. Even if sometimes I keep on wondering too why I am single it doesn’t make me anymore less of a person despite my several trash talks toward myself. I built my character to be indestructible and that the only opinion that can destroy me is my perception towards myself. 

I sometimes smile when friends tell me that I am not being considered as a threat. Well, sorry to say but you should be. You don’t think of people that way because you are being blinded by what they can do against you. Each and everyone of us can be a threat and even without me fully realizing it I must say not pretty much of the population have the same profile as mine. I may be meek but I got the power to nail the things I wanted especially if I’m really so into it. 

In the end, I accept what life has to offer me. I stand tall after each fall, brushing off the dirt in my knees and clean the wounds of yesterdays. I know I do not win all the time. I know sometimes how the universe make me suffer so bad I wanted to give up but didn’t and I guess I will never will. 

Until that time comes, I’ll keep on moving on. 

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Unseen. Untold. Uncovered.

​Linkin Park

What goes in your mind when you hear the band name? Numb? In the end? Leave out all the rest? What I’ve Done? Depression? Suicide? A lot of great songs that made my high school to college life saner. Finally a band that sang my life anthems. They sang my thoughts and cradled my demons to sleep. I love most of their songs especially the non electro rock ones. 

They remind me of what I exactly feel and see — darkness. 

Source: Chester Charles Bennington ( March 20, 1976 – July 20, 2017 ) 

It’s in the news and social media recently that Chester Bennington their lead vocalist died because of suicide. Another warrior who chose to let his shield down and got carried away by his own demons. It is sad but people like us understands. This life has no way out when you keep on waiting for God except if you decide to end it too soon. I guess those who survives will continue and those who quitted, God bless their souls. 

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed
And don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest”

Linkin Park – Leave Out All The Rest

Leave Out All The Rest

Depression can be deadly. It also kills the people that values you. Do not make yourself a memory if there is still a chance for you to make greater memories while living. 

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I had a casual conversation with my best pal yesterday about life, suicide and depression. I thanked him for being there and for understanding my own demons. I met these people during my darkest until I found myself again. I fought it victoriously few months ago when I decided to go away for 5 days and engaged myself in a solo trip in Luzon. I did everything alone and tried to feel how great it is to live away from your comfort zone. It was life changing and I have few takeaways from that amazing trip. It made me feel alive again. The purpose why we exist is a difficult question to answer but you need to have a tough mind to absorb what life has to offer. I got to figure it all out slowly but nevertheless I am on the right track.
Not all people understand depression and how crooked all the wires in our head can be. I am grateful to find people who listens and understands… who accepted me and loved every fiber of my madness. I am not very open to share my life because not all people get what I am going through. I am not tough, I am too vulnerable and I easily get too attached to people who trust me and vice versa. I fear to be in situation when I am giving all that I am and they will just reject my efforts and my feelings. I get so attached to people who I know needs me. 

 
Going back to our conversation, not seeking for help is too selfish. I agree, totally! Not all people can be like me who always choose to live by watching videos about coping up with depression, praying, travelling and writing. Some die. Few lives. Not all understand that suicide can be selfish, not all understand how it will affect the people around them — people who values them. We want to die because we think life no longer have meaning for us but we don’t see how we can affect our parents, our family and friends. We want to escape our demons who control us because we could not see ourself the way others see us. We are blinded by thoughts we created in our minds. We are overthinkers and overdoers. We see ourselves as failures, a nobody and useless. We need to talk things out. We need to verbalize our feelings so that our friends would understand and that is the greatest decision I have made — to share my plans of killing myself because I cannot take it anymore. Crying helps. Beer helps. Talking saves.

(This song pretty much sums up what I feel)

“Should’ve stayed, were there signs, I ignored?

Can I help you, not to hurt, anymore?
We saw brilliance, when the world, was asleep
There are things that we can have, but can’t keep.
If they say

Who cares if one more light goes out?
In the sky of a million stars
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone’s time runs out?
If a moment is all we are
Or quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out?

Well I do.

The reminders, pull the floor from your feet
In the kitchen, one more chair than you need, oh
And you’re angry, and you should be, it’s not fair
Just ’cause you can’t see it, doesn’t mean it, isn’t there.”

One More Light – Linkin Park

One More Light

I do. I’ve been there. I totally do care.

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Honesty is necessary and sometimes it is just so tough to admit that we are weak. I am guilty of that and I am blessed to have few friends who can bluntly tell me how selfish I can be and that I am a person of value in their lives. I am stubborn. I am destroying my own life because of my thoughts and my feelings. This life should be taken easily. Wherever you are right now is probably where you should be. Stop listening to people’s opinions of you because you need to be in tune of yourself. The only opinion that matters is yours and yours alone. Admit that you are a failure and who cares? Everyone at some point in their lives, fail. I know I am a failure. I know I have hurt people. I know I have offended someone. I know I am an asshole. I know I am not beautiful. I know that nobody loves me as a lover. I know I cannot depend on people all the time because they can be a disappointment.We think that we should all conform to what the society needs. I suck. We suck. Who cares? Only you care about it, so why not change how our brains are wired. It is a process, a slow progress.

Spend time alone to think on what you can do to help yourself. 

I only got myself and I owe it to myself to be better each day because when all else fails, I still have ME.

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We cannot see our value because we are blinded by our own darkness.

We keep our demons in places we only see. Why not let them dance with people of value in our lives. 

We need to discover our strengths, our weaknesses through various opportunities and set backs that we need to face each day.

Life is damn short and being with our own demons seem to be forever but always choose to be better. 


Choose to live.

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On Frustration. 

Days ago I am afraid of what might November brings into my life this year. I seem to be cursed because most of my dreaded memories usually happen during my birth month.  I already expected it but still never fails to surprise me.  To cut the long story short, it just happened today. 

I am still battling quarter life crisis. I am still fighting my demons that poison my thoughts. There are instances when I ask myself if I’m where I wanted to be and usually my subconscious would say NO. I wanted to do a lot of things most of the time restricted by monetary reasons. I think I’m screwed because at 26 I still don’t have savings to be proud of. My years were spent on wasting my weekends eating and drinking. I invested on myself but I haven’t make use of my masters degree yet. I’ve been into places this year feeding my wanderlust but I still go home feeling incomplete. I attended too many kiddie parties this year asking myself when will I have one to prepare for. I see a lot of couples and I’m wondering when will I be committed. Work was the only thing that seemed to be right and here I am frustrated for the nth time to the new changes. 

The movement from one department to another came in as a surprise. I was a bit depressed knowing I got my ball already rolling and I’m just waiting for results. I spent most of my time looking for job aids that can help out my team to be more efficient and effective. We were delivering the numbers and I know I’ll nail the top team award if it continues for a month but guess what — life happened. I accepted the change. I was demotivated. I need to psych up myself in adjusting to a newer ground. Shit. 

It was weeks of battling depression because I need to adjust and how I hate adjusting and getting to know people but I still do it because of course I don’t have a choice. 

They gave me a new team. I did everything I can to work things out.  Numbers are good, all I did is to remind them. I was able to fix their absenteeism rate. Months pass by and I got to know them more. They are bunch of locos who match my kind of crazy and we’re able to really click as a team. So far they are the most easy to deal with, lesser dramas and more fun. It wasn’t a good ride but I am challenged enough to do everything I can to make them back on top — to make me back from where I was,  top team lead, top team. My work is the only thing that is actually right in my life. The rest are work in progress and nightmares I ought not to focus on or else it would just heighten my depression that I am overcoming on my own. 

Today, I got the news that I’ll have a different tteam with only 6 out of  16 will be left under my wing. 

I don’t know how to respond but my mind keeps on flashing memories. It happened thrice in my career life and my life frustration then hits me.

At 26, I still don’t have a car. I still don’t have a fat savings account. I’m just getting fatter. I still don’t have a boyfriend. I am 80% away from my dreams. I am still a struggling photographer wannabe without the gadgets. I’m still searching for my purpose.  I feel incomplete. 
I want to throw everything my hands can grab and wail my heart out because of frustration. I want to make things too difficult for others. They won’t understand and I won’t explain because this is my own battle. It’s not just changing of roster, it’s my own frustration with my life. I am planning how to move my team already and it breaks me to start all over again, to be all psyched up and put my game face on because I’m being challenged. A coach doesn’t give up easily and I’m almost there — I’m tired now. 

I wany to wrap myself with a blanket with a cup of hot choco in hand while watching the crescent as the clouds fade its beauty and the waves keep on tossing and turning. I want to be away today. 

If only I get paid to travel, I will. I want to find my core again. I want to chase my unrealized dreams. 

November happened again and I’m in rock bottom AGAIN. I hope to wake up with void feelings and not being haunted by my frustrations. 

Happy birthday to me! 

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Express Thoughts.

Coffee.

I just can’t figure out how this cup can make my mind flooded by thoughts. Earlier today, I found myself in a room that made me awe. It’s this dream I have back then, it’s this dream that make me feel enormous if I pursue it and it’s the same dream I’ve let go for years already. The courtroom always give me that sense of belonging I never have ever felt in my existence. It’s like blogging too, I can feel the rush of passion running in my veins and slowing my heartbeat. It’s that moment when you know you’re in the right path.

But not all dreams come true…

I don’t want to be a lawyer anymore just because I want my life less complicated. I want a life full of adventures, excitement and fun but never a life spent mostly in books, analyzing and interpreting facts as well as defending those who needs your brains. Oh well.

I’m not quite sure why I’m blabbing this right now. I feel like blogging after a cup of Joe I intake before my shift starts.

hobby, journal, life, Life Blog, writing

09/08 – Day 290: Tumblr on Mobile

Tumblr is my safe haven, it’s where my thoughts linger, my rants, frustrations and other stuffs that is not quite awesome. WordPress on the other hand is my happy place where I can share to the world my daily awesome things. Blogspot is where I used to post my poems and love problems, well that was before TUMBLR.

I feel inlove with Tumblr because it is simple and user friendly. You can easily reblog stuffs that you can totally relate to, write your thoughts, share a video or a picture and follow your favorite tumblristas. I got addicted to it back in college and been addicted to it for years. Now, I cannot help but fall in love to what I have recently downloaded in Google Play, the Tumblr application for Android.

Seriously? I can’t help but smile. I can now express what’s on my mind especially in times that my mind is having it’s own verbal diarrhea.

Oh feel free to know me more: www.chillerspot.tumblr.com