realize

12.20.2008 @ 6:14 PM♥

It's not always the same.  No it's never the same, if you don't feel it too.  If you meet me half way, if you would meet me half way, it could be the same for you.


Five Mornings had passed and 2 out of 5 were the moments when I woke up just by my self, the others were one, I was awaken by a text message from my cousin that asked me if I would go to hear the mass; two, I received a text message saying that it's still early in the morning and three, my mom knocking on my door because it was already four and I'm not yet awake.  Four more days to come, so I really need a great big luck to wake up before the mass begins.

If anyone heard me, for the past few days since last week, I've been wanting to go to the beach, but I thought that it was impossible for me to find some company so I left the thought behind.  However, last Friday (I guess that was just yesterday), there was a Retreat for the PSALMist at Babak, Samal.

That day was really fun.  It was a chance to unwind and leave the stresses and problems behind.

I arrived at PSALM Center around 6:30 in the morning and around 7:30, we left for Sasa Wharf.  It was cool because it was my first time to ride a Barge and not those little boats heading for Paradise Island nor those Wind and Wave boats that leads you to Talicod.  Morning was so breezy and it was so freaking COLD.  All of us where wearing our Jackets and Hoods on but our lower bodies were all in shorts and slippers.  It was already noon when the cold wind disappeared but it was still a bit cloudy and cool.  One in the afternoon appeared to be like 4 in the afternoon already.

I had fun and I know others had too.  I've met new friends from different schools.  We played games which in the end, we realized that it was at all dangerous so I ended up with scratches on my right leg due to incident that I stumbled at the sand with several people falling ON me.  Anyway, I didn't notice the bleeding, so I still continued to play when later on, I realized that the grains of sand on my legs turned a bit orange-ish that's when I found out that I had bruises already.

ALLOW ACCESS

Boy meets girl.  They fall in love.  They live happily ever after.

For those who have fell in and out of love, we all wished that being intoxicated by the said feeling would be as simple as the equation: boy + girl = love^forever.  But we then realize that it's hardly anything nearer.  I know this for the fact that I've fallen in love with the guy whom I thought was my lovely Prince Charming. But in a real world, he is just a guy with a body, a brain, and a testes that produced multiple sperm cell at a time.  Hi. My name is Tamara and welcome to my cruel world of love.

to be continued...

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