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Had one of the best days last sunday. Went out with my siblings, had lunch at chili's. Didn't mind the bill. Just ordered what they wanted for lunch. Well it was my treat, and sky was the limit. Had fun indeed. Watch prince of persia after lunch and just spent time with each other. It's been a while since i had this kind of bonding moments. =)

Mom message me yesterday, saying she's happy to hear that we all went out together last sunday. I replied it would have been better with you and dad were with us too. Uhmm, maybe next time..

My sister knows about what happened with me and lyn. But I wasn't able to tell her the whole story. Though i think she understands everything.. there are still those things that should be explained.

Felt the urge to write. Forgive me about those fragments above. I'm just too tired and just went typing what came into mind. Been back to reality since yesterday. Damn workload. Should have been immune to these things since I turning 3 years in the company soon. But hell.. not. haha. Wish i could explain furthermore but im just too tired.

And i was thinking how i have changed in a very short time. I could enumerate and elaborate the changes i did and made, Both in the way i think and in my lifestyle. But then again, I'm now asking myself.. is the change really for me?

... I know i shouldn't be anxious of anything.. but then again I feel that i need to be..

once in a while maybe..

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I hope there's something like a fool meter.. just to test out if i'm making a fool out of myself again..

sigh.. have so much ideas and thoughts to write but have no time to write all those things down..

been busy.. helluvah busy week coupled with the usual problem of mine.

I need sometime alone.. uhmm. wait. come to think of it.. I am alone..

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Will still be working at nightshifts. It's been 4 days now. My sense of time has been ruined. Can't seem to figure what day it is. Blah. Dunno when I'll be back to my normal working schedule. Haven't got the time to finish what I started. But then again.. Thank God for the interruptions. No rush as it was said. Take it slowly.

A bit disoriented on how things are going. Nothing like the usual. Atleast still got some friends to talk to even at late hours in the evening. Looking forward for my day off, hopefully by this week. I'm praying for guidance, strength, courage and hope.  Until then.. I'll be riding the midnight train. Now, now.. will someone join me for that ride?

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Got these ideas running through my head. And plenty of them, things I could do. Well, Things you could do for someone special to be exact. And I don't know if you'd consider it romantic. I'll probably write them first on a note.. I'll probably share them next time if I get to do each one on the list. Sigh. Kung kelan pa naging single.. tska lang naiisip ang mga ganitong bagay. Oh well, I guess one thing always leads to another.

A friend says I'm HR. That's why I could think of such ideas. Plus the fact that I read articles, well books, ( i wont mention the name of that series). I don't know if you could call that a series. Well, I could only say.. hmm..

Hopeless = Yes No

Romantic = No It's not for me to decide.

But then again.. I wonder if everything will change in coming days.

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can you please repeat the question....

I realized that my phone is getting a bit slow when i open up applications and messages. Checked on my phone memory and found out i have 437 messages on my sent messages folder. Plus 343 on my inbox. So I decided to browse through old messages and delete some.

I couldn't help it. I can't explain how i feel when i was reading through my old messages. I don't know how to say this or if it's even possible to be laughing at myself but at the same time crying.

The last good message before everything ended was "Good night. Thanks for spending the day with me..." Oh well.. I guess that's life for a fool.

I find it funny how I was able to easily accept the reality on that day, then begged to take it back the next day. Accepted again on the 3rd day and begged again a week after. Still I cried last night even if i thought those were funny.. oh memories. Experience is indeed the best teacher.

I couldn't imagine myself during those days. All torn up, stressed, tired, weary, anxious, hopeless, and undeniably a part of me was dead. I guess I'm just taking pity on myself for all that has happened. I'm thankful for this blog. Atleast I could write and express myself. But then.. everything written here is just part of the story. Not even half of what i've been through.. but still.. thank you.

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