September 24, 2006 ~ 9:48 PM
I'm playing Vanessa Carlton's song.. A Thousand Miles. Yeah, yeah, I know. Mushy stuff, huh? But yeah, I am wallowing in emotions. Mixed, actually.
Waiting for law school could never have been this great. At least now, when I go to law school, I'm sure that it's what I want. And I'm going to treat it seriously because I have a huge idea what's it like to be a regular employee. Future plans? Take after my dad's law office. With my kuya marco.
And be single.
Friday and Saturday, I went out with one of my ex-crew in a certain network. He was a very nice friend, and already committed. He introduced me to lots of his friends but I didn't find one more interesting than my toe nail. We went in Metrowalk last Friday, then along Macapagal hi-way on Saturday, where I saw this DJ, a past acquiantance, and he was apparently screaming my name (he was behind me). I don't know whether I should feel happy that he made his presence felt or not. We didn't really part ways in a good way.
Rhon, my ex. Finally I'm over him. He changed his number so we wouldn't be able to communicate. It was an agreement of ours. I mean, he's happy with his girl now. The last thing I wanna do is feel sad and pathetic, thinking why oh why he left me when I resigned. I woke up one morning and realized, wait, is this true? I don't have a boyfriend anymore? I'm kinda a laughing stock to some friends in the media. I'm the girl whom her engineer boyfriend left when she became jobless. So when they call me up to say hello, they go, "Oh saka na tayo magkita pag may trabaho ka na ha, alam mo na, walang magpapakain sa akin!" =D
Then came Ria's bf's friend who happen to have an anger management problem. Sayang, I really liked him a lot. Rhon even saw us holding hands in Glorietta and I somehow felt guilty and happy at the same time. But you know, this Ria's bf's friend scare me, really. He'd have these fits when he's hungry or irritated, calling everyone around us "moron and a half." Last Saturday was the last straw. It really pushed me over the cliff this time. He called some guy in the movie house "fucker" and the guy didn't deserve it. He was just doing his job. Out loud for the other guy to hear of course. I mean, hey, I am very irritable and all. But a times two of that? No way!
I gotta go. More blah blahs next time.=)
I am a confused girl who is trapped between the past and the present
