Friday, September 27, 2013

Sept 26, 2009

It's been four years. I laugh, I smile at the memory. It was on this day that I admitted to myself that I had a thing towards BOs. It was such a happy day because finally I've let the feelings out (at least to myself). Four years after, of course, the feeling is not the same anymore. And honestly, I don't question the what if's. I'm glad that I am ok with what we ended up to be. I am happy that until now we're friends. He is one of my most trusted person. And even if we don't talk that often (I think he deactivated his facebook again). And even if there are things about him that I don't know of anymore. I can say that we're good.

I am excited to see him. I am looking forward to that day that he'll visit the country. I am looking forward to where he's going to treat me. Hahaha Kidding aside, I miss him. No matter what happens, he will forever hold a special place in my heart.

Oh, the memories. 

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Crazy

I don't know what went on with me last friday. I guess it was a combination of being alone, missing him, frustration and disappointment with my boss and with work. I snapped. I feel so helpless that I am away and at the same time disappointed that I cannot entrust some things to who were left. Much worse, it was the company's 2nd anniversary and while they were enjoying, I am here alone. And worst, he surprised everyone with his presence in Cebu. I so miss him. I miss talking to him and seeing him. Setting aside what I feel, his the nearest person I can talk to about anything and end up laughing to the core. I hoped for him to be back, and he was. But I'm not there. And I guess the wish of being with him on my birthday won't  come true. 

I know I overly reacted. Turning off my phones and all communication lines. But it was my release. And I think it was good in a way. I was able to affirm that nobody cares. At least in my immediate environment. Nobody cares. It's a wake up call not to depend on people. All they need me for is to help them with work. They don't care if I'm already tired or fed up with all the demands. I was just too good to them.

I guess it's in my nature to give more than I can. But everything has its limits. And I've reached mine. Perhaps it's high time for me to give myself some consolation. I deserve some rest.