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21 December 2010, 08:11
Travelling in time
I had forgotten how prolonging a seven hour flight can feel. Falling asleep more than twice and waking up to another three hours of flying results in an array of tiresome feelings. I find it to be incessantly amusing though. How when one travels from Guam to anywhere else, we either go back or forward in time.
Maybe just maybe. We have been time travellers all along.
17 December 2010, 08:22
Patience
It is said that patience is a virtue. That in the process of being patient, a result would be unexpectedly expected. I believe in patience. I believe in waiting for a good ending or a new beginning. In nineteen days, just nineteen days... I'll be able to see my best friend who I haven't seen in two and a half months. Time surprised me. Time stuck with a high tide of fast paced and relevant completion. I really am amazed at how time didn't seem to take too long. I mean, of course there were some days when I'd want a one on one beatdown with time, but I am truly in awe.
In contrast, I'm small-portioned afraid of how to react when we're reunited. Sparing no hesitance, should I take a leap of humiliation and jump on you like a monkey waiting to be harnessed onto a branch of bananas? Should I stand patiently and smile at the ultimate christmas present/new year's extensive kiss? Should I approach you with subtlety and a soft bear hug though bear hugs aren't suitable for gentleness.
All in all, I'm indescribably anxious. To see you. To hear your deep, monotonic voice that I've been longing to hear for quite some time. It's what I miss most: your voice. Especially when you say my name. It's none like no other. We both know why it feels so different when we say each other's name. It shows distinction. It provides reassurance that maybe just maybe, we really are soul mates.
Nineteen days. I remember when it was ninety-seven. I cried like a cat being in pain after barely surviving it's sixth life. I missed you too much it hurt. I felt lonely and depressed. Misery at its absolute.
But now. Now, I'm too excited for words. I can't wait to exchange i love you's. They just never get old and never will, I must admit. <3
11 December 2010, 06:01
feelin' the irony
I feel terrible. With a sore throat, a slight fever, sniffles, congestion, fatigue, and practically the whole nine yards. Physically, I'm pooped. My mentality is being balanced on a see-saw(sp?) of joy and pain. So, I've been desperately wanting a best friend. A girl I could relate to one hundred percent and then some, you know? Like, we'd sometimes be mistaken for sisters because we're too much alike from personalities to physical attributes and so forth. I've been wanting a Serena Van der Woodsen for my Blair Waldorf. A total stranger. I didn't care. I just wanted that ONE girl best friend. NOW NOW NOW.
But then, I had this revelation. An epiphany. I should stop being ungrateful because I have two of these best friends I desired ever too much. Annalie and Charlynn. We've been friends since 7th grade. While Charlynn's off being gangster in Texas, Annalie's been a bum at home, and me -- being a school-a-holic as always. We haven't talked like engaged in deep conversation in months. I missed them. Way too much.
I texted Texas around 1AM yesterday. Told her we need to schedule a best friend session ASAP. We were supposed to call Annalie today, but turns out Texas called her herself. Asshole status, right? Well anyway, I called Annalie earlier. And the best thing about our friendship is that us three, yeah well we can go months and months without talking, but when we do talk -- it's like we never stopped talking at all. Amazing, huh? I think so too =)
We've got to schedule a vacay together soon. I love these two. They were the first two I ever called my best friends and meant it. <3
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