Just Random Thoughts
June 16th, 2008 by thegeographer2578Ok, I believe that I’m not actually in the mood of writing a new blog post yet but because I feel so uneasy, unprepared for school year 2008-2009 yet, and I feel a little bit insomniac, then I guess I have to post this stuff.
First, I feel a little bad today because I’ve been known to correct people of their grammars and pronunciations…but did you know that I felt so bad that I mispronounced the word "regurgitate"? jaja… No, I never felt bad because of Jordee. In fact, I want to thank her for correcting me. It’s better when close people correct you than being the laughing stock in public… It just felt like, oh, I’ve been reminded of my imperfections once again… But after feeling so bad about that, I realize that, hey! I’m only human and no matter how good I am in English and many other languages, I still have some room for improvement…
so the next time that I will say regurgitate, rest assured, it is [rIgurdzitaet]…that’s the nearest IPA symbols using keyboard…jajaja
Moving on, well… I am so tired today…Yes, classes have officially resumed and it made me kinda reflect on two more years in college… On this matter, I’d like to set a few points. First, I feel so opposite to how I felt when classes started in High School. Yes, I’ve written a blog about that before… But it seems that when you’re 20 years old, your mindset is far away from the confines of being a teenager… You learn more on how to breathe, relax, glance around the environment, still be the unique you while exploring your other aspects, etc…
Second, I love my family before, now, and forever…and I treasure the way we are…and I thank God endlessly about that… But you know what, a 20 year old guy…even in a nurtured background…feels a little imprisoned. It’s like solitary confinement. There’s this breaking free idea… and it grows stronger by the moment… I feel such a dork sometimes when I look at myself and say, "Hey Chip, it seems that you are sooooo stranded and grounded at home… Why try new things outside?" I wished!!! But I guess it’s not a time for me yet to be too much liberated. I will grow up at my own pace and people will respect me more for that. Anyway, even if I present some boring jokes in outside the house, I never run out of reasons not to be loved… jaja… I don’t mean to be boastful; I’m just telling something real.
Perhaps, my "Renaissance" will arrive after I graduate college… Honestly speaking, college is already a draggy show for me… Sometimes, I want to weep so hard because I really want to succeed and break the chains that tangle me in this abyss. However, God always makes a way for me to cope with this madness…this sadness…this loneliness I feel about Accounting that gives me fire to succeed in this most trying part of my life…and I will discuss that in the next part.
Third, I have this weird stuff going on… Jaja… I don’t believe I should discuss this to the World specifically…but I know that there are people who will understand me in this matter. Well, ah! For the first time in my life, I feel so Topsy-turvy… Not necessarily overall, coz thank God, my life is intact… But in another sense, some part of me is so messed up…in a good way…
Well, here it goes… It was just months ago when one of the oddest but one of the most unique chemistry that I had with a close friend finally came to an end… We were friends for like years already and I won’t add some more to divulge whatsoever stuff that might awaken evil imaginations… To cut the story short, for 100 days, I had one of the most challenging, funny, controversial, and ah! inexplainable… experience with that person. To some who I’ve told about this… it was like… a silver lining in a cloud… Accounting tortures were blitzkrieg-ing me from left to right… but there was a spot in that part of my life were I found a new feeling of belongingness. Yes! I found love from my family and it shaped my life today for the best. I have God’s love that keeps me fighting. I have my friend’s acceptance that kept me calm in the outside; sometimes, my evil ego is unleashed whenever friends come along… But that other kind of "recognition" was so weird. I’ve received lots of Academic awards before and they made me happy too. However, this "recognition" I am talking about was just so far on the other side that it shifted some rationalities in me. In that "era", I felt like I win battles not like before (before, I win battles by attacking…but from then on, I win battles through… LOVE?) jajaja
It kinda stressed me too… Some of your friends had this kind of "Oh, I’m sensing something fishy going on" look on me. The pressure to keep secrecy from the World was horrendous. And blah blah blah…and all those secret stuff…and finally, Christmas came and I realized something. That experience was too intense indeed. Too great was it that I finally decided that hey! I have to lay back and enjoy what happened… and so it halted… and it was good in a way for it gave me time to breathe, recollect the experience, and maintain friendship at a very amicable level… but the "pain" part was the acceptance that in that "experience", we’ve met our climax…the zenith…the peak… and there’s no point higher than that or further for us to continue… and so… jaja
and for months… I bore the "benefit of a doubt" for me to go on with life as if it just moves on … like a kingdom that strives to recover from a tedious war…a costly war… but a war worth fighting for… and it told me that a transition towards being solo is as sufficing as a transition from being solo…
and for several months, I listen to Kelly Clarkson’s "Sober"… hey, for the heartbroken who feels so fixated on a ruined relationship, this song will surely cure you.
And so, I was dark but not in angst anymore… I still felt like I’m in love…but still with my family, God, and myself… duh!!! jajaja
Besides, friends were always there with mew…laughing at my jokes which are mostly green and double-edged… jajaja
But summer came and CEL2 was approaching and pressure arose. Oh my, the last string of being a BSA student lay on that summer… For nights, I struggled with myself…exchanging imaginations on Accounting and the Internet… Urgh!!! It was one of the most grueling seasons in my life.
But events sometimes turn out into something they didn’t seem to be. I met this person in the Internet…jajaja… yes, some of you would say that the cyberworld is just like Las Vegas - what happens there stays there… blah blah blah…but who cares about you guys’ opinion… I care more about my own opinion…
And continuing, I met this person who had a great personality… Well, I will not entertain questions when we see each other in public because there are some issues that the blog can hold than physical confrontation…
So back to the story. Again, I won’t elaborate too specific events… So we almost chat every night…and day… jaja… And it seems like we almost know each other well… And friendship was the best word to describe our bonding… But just when you thought when extraordinary events rarely happen… There was this conflict on the other side. Something heart-breaking that in the end, I end up in the comforting side. It was funny though because the timing was so coincidental but very precise… precise that the events up to this day …make me ask questions but rather keep quiet and enjoy what’s in store and on hand. I’d rather keep the rest of what happened and is happening private…though it seems fun when you have someone to share it with sometimes… jajaja… I’m just so thankful for those who treated it confidentially… our friendship has surely become stronger…and you deserve to be heard to guys…when your time to love comes… jajaja
But before I end this long blog…I’d like to ask some questions…not specifically addressed to anyone. Instead, it’s like a message intended to be blown by the wind.
Why do you get lonely and impatient when you lose communication for just a day with the person you like?
Why do you give way more often when you are in love?
Why is living more bearable when you’re not alone?
Why is a simple "take care" already like winning the lottery when you ACTUALLY HEAR IT from the one you wanted it to hear from?
How is it possible for two different, distant, and opposite people to be attracted in the first place when they are not made of iron?
Why is hoping for tomorrow better sounding when you like someone than when you are not?
Well, the answer to these questions may be easier to say when you are don’t feel something for someone. Trust me!
Cheers everyone. I am sleepy now so I’ll end this blog. Goodbye now.
Por ti, mi amante. Muchas gracias por haciendome sentir como esto. No es dudo que siempre serámos una parte de el uno al otro.