I might have the slight tendency to sometimes forget things after doing them or using them for just a matter of days . I easily get bored with things. One day I want it, the next, forget about it. And to admit, blogging is one of the things that I usually forget . So here I am now, blogging again. :] Due to the encouraging words and the enticing speech our Language 2 and 3 teacher had laid out . :DD
The last time I blogged was I think a few months ago? About my problem with his family? And I think you may have noticed that by that post, I already have someone to make me smile, laugh, and cry all because of him, right? Well, there goes my big revelation. A few more things has happened this summer. And I know more will happen as it still goes on. I took trips to places I've never been before, and on these trips, I sat patiently in the passenger's seat while taking in the scenery as much as I could. And it made me think that life does go on.
You love, you eventually get hurt. Because face it: everything does end, unless you choose them not to. And when you get hurt, you eventually move on. It's only a matter of time before you do. I could fully attest to the saying that "time heals all wounds". But as for my case, I haven't gotten over him. yet. :] I know I will.
Lethargic, I saw the scenery [although how beautiful it was] as nothing more than something to contribute to my already-overflowing sadness. But suddenly, my uncle said, "we're here!" And as much as I wanted to take in more of the scenery, most of these trips ended like that. Me still lethargic and the people around me not noticing a thing.
I spent all summer at home. Doing the same things everyday and following my routine as religiously as I could. And sometimes, I felt nostalgic. I remembered liaisons that was eventually revealed to everyone and buried deep in my memory. Things that I now regret and things that I knew shouldn't have happened. But it's too late for it all now. I can't go back to the past and make everything better. I could only live the present fully so I won't regret it in the future.
And that's probably how time works for everyone. A healer of wounds, a reminder of the past, and a surprise that holds the future. We can never control how it goes but we can control what we do with it, right?
The last time I blogged was I think a few months ago? About my problem with his family? And I think you may have noticed that by that post, I already have someone to make me smile, laugh, and cry all because of him, right? Well, there goes my big revelation. A few more things has happened this summer. And I know more will happen as it still goes on. I took trips to places I've never been before, and on these trips, I sat patiently in the passenger's seat while taking in the scenery as much as I could. And it made me think that life does go on.
You love, you eventually get hurt. Because face it: everything does end, unless you choose them not to. And when you get hurt, you eventually move on. It's only a matter of time before you do. I could fully attest to the saying that "time heals all wounds". But as for my case, I haven't gotten over him. yet. :] I know I will.
Lethargic, I saw the scenery [although how beautiful it was] as nothing more than something to contribute to my already-overflowing sadness. But suddenly, my uncle said, "we're here!" And as much as I wanted to take in more of the scenery, most of these trips ended like that. Me still lethargic and the people around me not noticing a thing.
I spent all summer at home. Doing the same things everyday and following my routine as religiously as I could. And sometimes, I felt nostalgic. I remembered liaisons that was eventually revealed to everyone and buried deep in my memory. Things that I now regret and things that I knew shouldn't have happened. But it's too late for it all now. I can't go back to the past and make everything better. I could only live the present fully so I won't regret it in the future.
And that's probably how time works for everyone. A healer of wounds, a reminder of the past, and a surprise that holds the future. We can never control how it goes but we can control what we do with it, right?
1 comment:
Hi Aizel (I hope I spelled it correctly),
I read your blog and I'm glad you've gone back to writing. God bless your plans.
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