Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Monologue of an Insomniac


It's half an hour past 3am and I am still up!
What's wrong with me?
Nothing.
Insomniac?
No.
Problem?
None.
Then what?
I guess I just need to turn this device off.
Sigh.
And oh, shut the lights out!

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Diary 2: The Boss Made my Day

Yesterday I proved that my Boss is such an amazing person. I am still in awe. I never thought he would be that serious in creating avenues for the general Filipino population to understand their Muslim-Filipino brothers and sisters.

Truly, I cannot find the right words now. Whether it would translate to reality or not, I am very happy. Just the thought of somebody thinking granting a Mranao wish this time makes me really really happy. Especially coming from someone who has never been in my province. I wish I could repay all the favors. I wish he will not regret it. I wish it would be the best debut that GMA will ever have. I wish him success. I wish him all the best. All because yesterday, I have proven he has a big heart that can accommodate many people.

Thank you, Boss!

Diary 1: BETRAYED

Dear Diary,

Can I share a little downer? I don't know if you like to listen to problematic people because honestly, I don't. Not because I don't have the ability to listen to you, but I feel I am never the right person to open up to because I am not good at comforting people. But this time I need someone to talk to. I really do. You don't have to say anything. Just keep it. I only need to wash away these bad emotions.

I feel down. Of course I already mentioned that. I did, right? Well, I feel bad not because of the fact that that person betrayed me, but I gave that person the power to hurt me for the nth time. This is the time that I feel so dumb. Most people praise me for being smart, but this is exactly the reason why I've never felt complete happiness when someone tells me I am smart. I feel I don't deserve it. I never thought I could be this stupid. :( I never thought I could be this stupid when it comes to THAT PERSON. That person hurt me for the nth time. I kept on saying goodbye and wishing that person well. Years would pass and I take that person back again. WHY COULDN'T I JUST WALK AWAY? It's that simple, but why can't I do it?

I am such a coward. A C-O-W-A-R-D!!! I feel such a mess today. I am good at tasking others. I am good at instructing people how to do things, but how ironic is that? I cannot even have myself do what I was supposed to do years ago! And I had numerous chances to do it over and over again and yet I kept on forgiving thinking that person will improve through time. I get tired, too. I am tired. In movies getting tired of a person is enough of a reason to walk away. But I can't.

I just cant.

Because I have so much space in my heart for that person, that even though that person keeps on breaking every room I keep that person for the moment, there are three other chambers where that person can stay while the broken part is nursing back to health again.

STUPID HEART.

Love always,

Mindy

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Why do all good things come to an end?


This is not meant to make every reader understand what I will try to write. So if you get irriatated at being puzzled, scroll back and click the other items.

"Why do all good things come to an end?

Flames to dust

Lovers to friends."

Plain and simple. Nothing is ever permanent. Maybe, there are things in this world that are not meant to happen and are never bound to be together, even meet. You try to stop because what lies ahead is clear. The road to nowhere will be tough. But what’s more painful than almost having it and then it slips away? Now I realize why The Supreme Being gave us both reason and emotion: so that when pain strikes, reason will comfort. Yet there are some instances that reason, still, becomes useless. I convince myself that everything will be fine but no words can stop my heart from bleeding. Sometimes we do know why things happen, but we still agonize over our losses, over the feeling of stopping what’s making us smile every single morning, what keeps us going every single day.

I’m in a dilemma. I have choices but I am compelled to choose the way that will cost me tears and throbbing. Why do all good things come when they are least expected? And why do they go away when you become so emotionally attached that letting it go would be suicide?

Why do all good things come to an end?

Reason tells me, “…because something way better will come. And just as all good things, all bad things come to an end as well.”

---To One of My Life's Biggest Surprises--