Monday, November 17, 2003
question: do we really "grow up"?
sometimes, we love wading in the calm waters of our pleasant childhood that we don't want to face the responsibility that is knocking inside our heads. do we really have to face this reality? can't we run away like we're playing a little game of tag (you're it!)? can't we just sit in our favorite corner of our room and cry? won't that make everything all better? won't mom(my) come and solve the problem?
since when did we start tackling life's responsibilities, start relying more on ourselves, start bearing the pain of these bleeding wounds? i can't remember; i just know that life's tough. does that mean we are made of tough stuff, too? do we have what it takes to surmount the obstacles?
so much has just happened in the last five hours. i listened, i talked. i wish that for once, there was nothing to worry about. but now i worry about my closest friends. i worry if my midterm tomorrow is going to be doable. i worry if i am disturbing my roommates (they are asleep). i worry if i worry too much. and i wish i didn't have to, you know? but humans are like this, i guess. that's what we get for being the "smartest" mammal of them all. whatever that means.
so please: don't hesitate to talk to me. thanks gurly, for calling me. we really do need more of that. i really think i'd go crazy without someone who understands me (though others would think that we're the ones who make NO sense. but that's them, right? heehee...).
and you: nothing has changed.
and days pass, accumulating my desire to see all of your faces, smile on my face once more...
i miss all of you guys, a bit more everyday.
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