a. i live an hour away from Manila;
b. i'm short on gimik funds.
If ever i go out i have to start saying my goodbyes by around 9pm. The fun hasn't even started yet and i'm already dragging my body to the nearest bus terminal.
Now that i'm earning my own money and can afford to go out and stay late i still can't because of my work sked. It's not fun to work 6 days a week and not be able to hang out with the people i want to be with. Thanks to my weird hours and no-you-can't-take-a-leave-this-week work policy i missed the weddings of 2 of my highschool closer friends and it seems i'm going to miss another this coming saturday. Kit planned a subic gimik for the t.e. people this weekend and there's no chance i can join them too.
Life has its twisted ways..
Realizing the imbalance of certain areas of one's life is an anxiety-filled experince. While half of you becomes eager to make the necessary changes to bring back the balance in your sytem, the other half is disabled by fear of the unknown and justifies the resistance with the phrases 'being practical' and 'being realistic.'
I'm
[mental note: i think i should start writing a grateful journal just so this issue won't bring me down.]
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