Sunday, May 28, 2006
life or something like itit's funny how things work out. i was here before, writing a really long entry about my previous adventures. and yes, they are stories worth telling. my solo escapades during the hongkong nights i lived through [which included hot-girl massages! yess!]. my daring ethan-hunt-mission-impossible-like escape from home just to be able to go out with friends. my trip to EK and Tagaytay on the same day with daboise and dagoils [?]. i was even going to put a portion on my thoughts on the NBA, on Lost, on American Idol. but then, it just happened. i just clicked Ctrl+A and pressed that little button called Delete. yes, i will tell the stories of my life. i will. but not through here. not to everybody.
"when you travel in the speed of life, you lose the sense of feeling. you get so numb that sometimes, you have to crash into each other just to feel anything at all."
life's been catching up with me lately. summer's been a blast, but i can't help but fret because i know everything's temporary and everything i've done in summer has just been one big diversion. a cover-up. an outlet. a timeout from the ballgame. i guess life is not a straight line after all. it's a series of advances, retreats, and missed turns.
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when i hit puberty, i had this special friend. she wasn't my girlfriend or anything, but i found i could tell her anything in the universe. once, i asked her if things were ever going to change [cuz i loved the friendship i had with her]. she told me that eventually, it would. but then, she also said that i shouldn't worry about that. she told me that years from now, no matter how close or far away we'd be from each other, i would still remember that night we had that conversation. and even though everything else in the world would change, that memory would remain always. [of course, she didn't tell it in such an emo dawson's creek-like way as i've portrayed here] it's funny cuz i've never thought of that talk again until recently, as i went through old pictures and letters. i guess she was right. hahaha. we don't talk anymore and she is a million miles away, but still, the memory of that conversation five years ago remains. and that, i hope, will never change.
this thursday, i'm leaving with my dad for five days. this will probably be the last chapter of my soul-search-summer and i'm wondering what will become of me after. something tells me this trip's got more to it than i'm expecting. will i be "transmogrified" by monday night? i'm not sure. i kinda hope so. sigh. they say change is never easy. you fight to hold on. you fight to let go. sigh sigh sigh. we think that the stars in the sky are fixed, but actually, they are not. sometimes, we all just have to give in to change.
the adventure ended at 8:47 PM
