They Who Made Me Smile

They made me smile. And I have to write about it. Those who walked in the doors of my work place... made my day so much better. Alex, Querida, Marie, Brandon, Mike, Manang and her Husband, Sheryl, Carmichael... all of them. So many visitors. With the worst manager. Gosh. Who knew just seeing people could make me smile ^_^

Bang bang. To the heart.

What makes me feel the way I do? How many times has this situation arrived to the same exact outcome? This is what makes me feel like I'm not good enough. Like I'm not trying hard enough. Or that I'm trying way too damn hard. I need to stop putting myself in positions where I'll get hurt.

Falling.

Time to pull the trigger.

Ready?

Aim...

Fire.

Fallen.

And I'm the only one who notices.

Seems like my life is on repeat.

I Just Can't Stop

and I just can't pull my self away...

What is this? I dream about you, I think about you... I write about you. It's pathetic... What makes me think there's a chance? You're leaving soon. I won't see you again until November (not September like it says in the last entry). Will you write? Well, maybe by then, my feelings will have changed... that's if nothing happens between us.

Leavin'

I'm going away in September, and I am totally serious about it. Of course, I will be back, but I am really considering that trip... now if only I can save enough money to do so. No more outings for food. No more buying CDs ('cept for Jesse's), shoes, too much clothes... I really want to go to the mainland in September. For what? Not yet. Not now... I can't say. We'll see.