I didn't go to work since 'twas my sister's MBA graduation in San Beda.
It felt good to be back on a summer day when the yellow flowers 'er scattered on the grounds of the school. But 'twas sad to realise that I had no friends to talk to since there's no Glee Club anymore in the campus. I went to the quadrangle thinking that they may be somewhere but when I checked the Music Room, it was locked.
The plywood stage set up for the College graduation was still there. Our names were still displayed at the back then I started to bring back those wonderful high school days. We used to get some chalk and proudly display our names thinking that we're making history and that people would see this in year to come. I searched the place for a small piece of chalk. I was lucky to got one somewhere. I wrote "Raimon Gonzales" below my name that I wrote 5 years ago. Most of the names were already faded, telling me that things are different these days and that there's a life ahead but there's still something to look back for a time of laughter.
I also bought a bottled water at the canteen, now known as the Snack Bar. To protect my voice I used to request and say, "Mineral... di malamig." But now, I just picked one from the tray.
Of course, I was the photographer of the day for my sister. I tried taking some good shots but I realised that I wasn't really in the good mood to experiment. There was the attempt buy I simply lacked the feel of doing it.
We stuffed ourselves with seafood at Crustasia in Power Plant.
I didn't want the day to end. I wanted to have more time to experience so many things. I wanted to extend the day. I wasnted to prolong the time since I feeling like I'l being deprived by circumstances to enjoy time per se.
I Pause
Right now, I feel like I need some time to do my own stuff. I feel like dealing first with my issues before I could entertain other people's cries. Uh! I have so many issues lately. I'm encountering another thing to ponder all day long that may result to a week-long of self-pity, a month-long of anxiety attacks... Time will tell when this will end.
I see things that I admire. I admire 'cos I apprecite. I appreciate 'cos I know what I lack. I idolize 'cos I know my limitations. I do all these things because I want to be somebody else. I like a part of me but I want to change a part for me as well. I want to revamp myself but time is always my concern with regards to my issues. Time defines the possibilities of things and I'm worried about it. I don't know why.
Before I end this entry, let me share this to you. Some paranormal experts say that those who think too much about so many things are those who are most likely be a target of entities from the other dimension. That's according to them. On the other hand, I don't know if I'm categorized to this. These days, my peripheral view's getting more and more active. Last time I saw the pants of a man beside me but no one's around.
As I'm writing this blog, maybe someone's at my back. Uh! I'm too sleepy to add more here. Ciao! ZZzz... ¿?
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