Update on me.
I have this sprained ankle ): It sucks. I can’t even walk properly. Maybe I deserved it for mocking the other team today but it’s okay, it was fun. No more playing for me for the rest of intramurals. Lol! I just laughed at it. It’s nothing, there’s always next year. Someone help me treat this swollen ankle so I can walk during finals ): Where’s my nurse at?
I’m pretty sure you get hungry too. Just like me. Is it a tradition that girls cook for their significant other? Well, just wanna let you know that I’ll be able to feed you with home cooked meals. I’m not saying I’ll cook everyday, but I wanna make it fair to you that you deserve to be a princess. Be served with the love and the food I shall prepare for you. ;D
Yeah, that’s the intramural team I’m a part of in my school. It’s Physical Therapy and Pharmacy linked together. I’m doing only one event which is Volleyball since I cannot do basketball due to not being conditioned enough. I’ll just die on that court. BUT volleyball, I’m ready.
Today, I went to practice. I just got home btw. Well, around 11pm. At practice, the captain went up to me and asked,”Can you be the libero or you want something else?” I’m actually very honored that I had the choice (: makes me feel like a versatile player even tho I’ve lost that ability I used to have back then. Very grateful to get to play for the Knights. I won’t let them down.
I’m going to have that mind set of just work work work as hard as I can to improve everyday. I can’t let that ball drop and my role on the team is crucial because the offense cannot start without a very good first pass. I won’t give up. Just wait and see! I’ll eventually get back to the way I once was, maybe even better.
I’m just very happy that I’m starting to meet new people (:
I didn’t know I can still be as corny as before. I thought I lost it. But here you came, you got me saying those cheesy ass lines. New ones too. It’s crazy. You made it become better. But if things don’t workout, just thank you for helping me. Even though you think, how? I thank you for helping me. Gave me a feeling that felt.. Nice (: maybe one day we’ll meet.
I’m having this feeling where as if something’s pushing me. Pushing my chest as hard as if someone’s stepping on it, making me feel like I’ve become weak. I thought I was strong and all this weight I could lift. At first, when it started. I felt like I was floating, on a cloud. That best feeling. I didn’t know it can turn around so quick and become as if I got pushed, falling off the tallest building in the world. This feeling sucks. How do I get rid of it? Go away pain. What did I do to get this? ): ugh!
There’s really a difference with those girls. I’m talking about the way they present themselves. Well, to be exact, those girls from ADDU. The way they dress, the way they shop. The things they own. The things they do. I’ll be honest, those girls are hella attractive tho and their uniforms give them that curvy look on the side. Daaaaaamn! (:
I sometimes wonder, what if I went to ADDU.. I wonder how my life woulda been like right now. My cousin told me that, I’m ‘that guy’. I ask him, what does that mean. He said I’m that guy who can get along with everyone and can be easily known at school. I’m humble and I just tell him nahh it aint true. Lol! But anyways, imagine I did go for the course I really really really wanted.. ADDU woulda be my place and then those girls will be in my sight everyday and it’ll get tiring. Ahahah! Those girls are something else tho. So weird .
I personally don’t believe that I can’t write an interesting biography about myself. I have stories that might make people think,”oh you say those things because you want people to feel sorry for you.” I’m sure there are people like that. I do seem like I have the good life. You can see me walk around like I don’t have a problem. I smile even if I’m not truly the happiest. I can tell you stories that make it seem like I have fun. Maybe stories that make you life? Things like that.
Truth is, we all have problems. I always get that comment, ‘oh, I’m sorry to hear that but I’m sure it’ll be better.’ Sometimes I get tired of saying the same stories over and over again about the same damn problem. It really gets tiring ): but yeah, I’m starting to dislike writing my own past because I remember trying to forget it by going to the states and growing up there but sometimes, if it’s required, even if I can write something fake, I just can’t fake it because that history is just too important. I’m probably just weird. Idk.
Past is the past right? I guess. Do whatcha gotta do.
Sometimes life is more fucked up that you think it is.
You know the time when you believe that there are bad things in the world. You imagine that it cannot get any worse. But somehow, life knocks you back and shows you that there’s something more worse than it should’ve been. Why is it like that? WHY?
I guess it’s to tell you that you need to work harder to become better. That’s what it’s telling you to do. It’s not a nice feeling when you get knocked down by surprise. It really isn’t. I’ve learned, in order to conquer what’s putting you down, you must fight and not let your emotions get to you. You’ll overcome anything if you have that control for yourself.
I’m just writing this because there are thing I realized and it hurts. I shouldn’t let it affect me because I know I’m better than that. I can handle the pain they’ve put me thru.
Throw whatever question, advice, comment you want me to answer because I have my own perspective in some thing in life. You just need to ask the questions first then you’ll find out what answers I’ll have. We all have our own opinion, I know you do too right? Go on ahead and let me enlighten you with some interesting answers to the amazing questions you have for me (: Anonymous is always open!
How can I just forget about it?
I’m so dumb ): I looked passed things and completely forgot. I didn’t even get to visit, I didn’t go to church, I was here in this city when it all happened. What the heck?! -_- I’m so fcking stupid for forgetting. I’m so sorry mom..
Mom, it’s been 11yrs since you’ve passed. Aug 8, 2001 . I was around 8 or 9 that time. I remember that day so well. That’s probably the only day I remember pretty well because after moving to the states with dad, I chose to forget everything, the people, the places in Davao, just things that reminded me of you so well. I needed to move on from the sorrow I felt that time ): idk how I did it but I know you want me to be good. You want me to succeed for my future. I’m really sorry for my mistakes tho.
It’s pretty hard to picture having a mom for my teenage years. I did have a step mom but how does that compare to having your real mom there during that stage of your life? Sometimes I do envy kids who have their moms right there. I try to say, “What if my mom were here?” But the sad thing is, I can’t seem to imagine it ): imagine she was there to witness my success, my failures, just imagine.. But I can’t seem to process it in my imaginations. I am jealous of ppl with their moms there. Because I know that moms are the most supportive, the ones who carried you with them for 9months. They suffered to bring you here in this Earth. How come I can’t imagine that feeling?! Something must be wrong with me.. ): too sad.
I just wished that I was able to tell her ‘I love you.’ Telling her that and knowing the real meaning of it. I was too young to know what that phrase really meant..