My last entry was on a Monday, November of 2010, so what happened to me after that?
Nothing much...
2011 has been quite a drag really. I stayed indoors almost most of the time because of my writing job * part of the reason why I stopped blogging.* I didn't want to go out and find a "real" job because I'm pretty determined to work in Japan.
The first quarter of 2011 was spent inside the classroom learning nihonggo and inside my sanctuary still writing. Of course Jayson would come and visit me now and then which * as cliche as it may seem* gives color to my ever boring life.
The remaining quarters was spent pretty much indoors because I quit my job and there are absolutely no proper job for a nurse like me.
The things that keep me amuse are my little cousins who constantly play with me while keeping up with my mood swings; Jayson who was always there to listen and keep me company while i drown myself in miseries; my laptop which was kind enough to be my magic mirror, showing me the world and my friends thru the power of the internet; my family of course, I can never be sane without them.
On October 2011, my mother went home to Davao to spend some time with her kids and family. We went to Manila for a vacation when my agency called telling me that my flight for Japan would be in 3 days, 3 F^&%ng DAYS!!! I can still remember every bit of detail that day. We woke up extra early to get to Cubao and do some serious shopping. I had the time of my life in the morning stuck in traffic and people and pollution. After lunch, i wasn't feeling very well so i decided to remain in Chowking when sir Gerald called to break the news. I didn't know what to do, i wanted to cry right away but my brain told me to hold on till we get to our hotel. I negotiated for a while asking if we can reschedule our flight next month but they refused. We ended the conversation and tears just came flowing and before i know it, i was sobbing uncontrollably that people were staring at me like I've gone insane. I texted my mama and they came to console me. I tried to make the best out of that vacation after the good??? news. We went home to Davao the day after.
My last 2 precious days in Davao was.... beyond description. Its like i have gone autopilot all of a sudden. I prepared all my stuff and bid my farewell to people really close to me. I didn't have time to cry let alone, party. I was just... getting my things ready.
My last night was almost unbearable. We had our photoshoot as a clan and then mananita to lola Feling, its singing a birthday song at the break of dawn. Jayson never left my side for the whole 2 days. He was like my cane, i can't keep up with all those things without him. Or he can be like my map, I would be lost if it weren't for him.
We woke up early for my flight and I didn't even cry at the airport. I wanted to but I can't and I don't want to make them feel sad or something like that just because I'm leaving. afterall, this is what we wanted. This is what I wanted and God knows how long I have been praying for this.
These are some pics during our Manila get-away and of course, my last few days in my hometown, Davao.
cousin Tze, sister Shobe, me, mama Lelet, auntie Leah, auntie Nancy
mama, me and Shobe
With brother Chino and lola Feling
Jayson and me
No comments:
Post a Comment