Journal Entry Excerpts, Writing

Here Comes Your Man

It’s raining and I’m working. I am so uncool. Please remind me to do this to him as soon as I see him. I haven’t seen him for weeks and it’s driving me insane. Okay, overreacting.

For the first week, my coping mechanism was to slack off. Sleep early. On the second week, I shifted 180 degrees. I worked my ass off.

I had my Midterms exams in Financial Accounting earlier. Balanced everything. So I am quite confident. The next class was Management. For like 6 hours. And they begged our professor not to have a short quiz. Geez. It’s just a quiz, not a hurricane. Stop panicking. I wanted to know his style at least before the Midterms, but thanks to my classmates, we didn’t have the chance. It’s Midterms two weeks from now. No classes next week. Holiday.

Anyway, I have to woooork my ass off to complete 26 more wedding articles before the month ends. Help me, creative fairy godmother. Shower me with the patience to overcome it and to write effortlessly as possible.

And I am working tomorrow. On a Sunday. Again, I am so uncool.

Journal Entry Excerpts, Writing

I suddenly miss writing so much. So, let me heal myself for a moment here. I ache about not being able to go home at dusk for a long time. The magic of meeting the sunset when I hop off the bus would be temporarily gone again. Now, when I skip along the street across the villa that I’m in, only Mother moon and her little stars greet me. Not that I loathe the scene. I absolutely love the moon that I am convinced I am her daughter at one point of my life. It’s just that by the time that I step on the welcome mat on our front door, there’s just little time to spend for writing, blogging, reading and my lovely man. And the rainy days are coming. Raindrops at dusk are best. And when they happen, I’d wanted to be in my bedroom.

This Ache Inside of Me