I thought I was over you, but in the last few days you made me realize how wrong I was. The last thing that I wanted was to go through unrequited love, and when I have finally accepted that you will never like me back, I was happy. I told my friends about it and gave myself a pat on the back for getting through this without a single teardrop. Victory was finally mine — until last weekend happened.
How many kilobytes can your heart hold?
My name is Hannah and I was born twenty-two years ago. I live in a country with more than 7,000 islands. Unfortunately, we do not have snow. I am trying to finish a degree in Clinical Psychology while working part-time in a BPO somewhere in Makati. Children are the apple of my eyes. If you see me listening to music, I'm probably listening to Jason Mraz. Philippine Literature and Historical fiction interests me. Cute things bring out my girly self. ISFP.
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I’ve been noticing that it doesn’t really matter if my work ends at midnight… I would always get home in the morning because I would spend the remaining hours of the evening with friends from work.
I have been opening up to them lately, and I’m surprised by that because I’m a very private person. Last night I told them about a relationship that I had several years ago, and even when the sun was already up and we were on our way home, they still wouldn’t stop asking me questions. A few years ago I was afraid that I would never be able to find new friends to open up to — I guess I was wrong (or maybe I was too limited back then). However, I have this fear that this won’t last long because, well, every time something good happens to me, it would always end at the best part of the story… When things are going so good, you can’t think of anything that could possibly go wrong, but almost all of the time, something will.
I hope things will be different this time.
My friends know that I am not the type to go out every week with them and meet new people like a social butterfly. Most of the time, I’d rather curl up in my own bed and invite someone over, instead of going somewhere. There are random times, though, when I would suddenly have all the energy to socialize and go out with different people. It started last week — I have been spending too much time with different sets of friends and I’m already lacking sleep. I also said ‘yes’ to several invitations for summer getaways, even though I’m not sure if I will actually be interested to go out on the day itself.
This short “outburst” of interest in socializing should end soon, though. It usually only lasts for a week or two. When this ends, I am going to be so broke. Haha.
My thoughts after talking with a close friend the whole night:
I miss the feeling of being in love, but I think I have lost my ability to feel that emotion (hopefully temporarily).
I am too afraid to love again.
Me and my younger brother are both volunteer teachers to kids and yesterday, I noticed that my brother looked sad after our classes. I kept on asking him why, but he refused to talked to me. I know that it’s not because of me. We were doing okay in the morning and I couldn’t remember doing anything that made him upset.
I went home before him. Before he got home, I checked Facebook and I noticed that he was thanking a fellow volunteer who’s the same age at me. He wrote, “thanks for listening to me, ate”.
Umm… I think I got jealous. I’m his sister but he didn’t talk to me about his problem :(
Starting tomorrow, I will be on training at work for 6-7 weeks. I was really surprised when I was chosen to undergo training (for more responsibility lol), because from what I have observed, they choose the people with good stats. I know I should be happy about this, but at the back of my mind, I wish I could back out… More responsibilities = more stress = less lazy time. Haha. Kidding aside, it’s March and this is the month for final exams at school… I can’t even remember the last time that I slept for more than five hours.
I went to the salon to have a haircut. Before the gay hairstylist started, he asked me, “what do you want me to do with your hair?” My original plan was to just have my hair trimmed. I don’t know what happened to me, but after ten seconds, I blurted out, “full bangs please.”
He asked me if I was sure, because once he starts cutting my hair there’s no taking it back. I said yes (although I still didn’t know why I asked for full bangs). He started fixing my hair, and when I saw that he got the scissors, I closed my eyes. I felt his fingers glide through my hair. After a few moments — snip snip snip.
I like the result, really. I’ve been feeling a bit down in the last few weeks and just like many girls, getting a new hairstyle is a great way to cheer yourself up.
So… If you’re curious…
JULIAN Y U SO CUUUTE ヾ(≧▽≦)ノ
