For weeks I have been experiencing this nagging feeling. The feeling of going back. The feeling of wanting to eat my own words just so that I can return to that comfort zone that I deliberately and willingly left to preserve my patience and life itself.
Though I became better nonetheless, I cannot deny the fact that of course, I do miss the past. The only thing that's keeping me is my word. My word of not going back. A promise that I intend to keep.
Now, even though I have determined the pros and cons before I left, I am now doing so again... This was not foreseen. I have evaded countless headaches by doing so but now, it seems I subconsciously want to get beaten socially black and blue by fickle-minded people.
To hell with this.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
When All Things Get Woozy
Last December 21 was our hospital's Christmas Party. As usual, ako na naman ang MC. Antagal mag-start. Yun na ata ang pinakamatagal matapos din na program na hinostan ko. Oh well.
One minute I was a host, the next, I was singing.
And the next moment, I was having fun, may tama na:
Tapos wala na akong maalala from this point onwards. Eto palang isa naming kasama, kasali rin sa paglasing sakin. Sinamantala nila ang aking kahinaan!
And then, for all I know, nakatulog na pala ako:
Then I woke up in the hospital at around 12nn. Hahaha! Kung paano ako nakarating, ewan ko na.
Wala talaga akong maalala. Kung anong tunay na mga nangyari, secret na lang. Funny thing is, iba-iba ang version ng mga kasama ko tungkol dun. Di lang ata ako ang lasing. Hahaha.
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