November 26, 2007
| Deep beybigurl became nostaligic @ 03:54 AM |
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It only takes one simple fact to make a realization. It should be something starkingly clear that your heart stops beating for a while once it dawns on you. --- I am not a painter of words. Compared to some people I know whose writings are comparable to that of Picasso's art, I can describe mine as drawings of stick people. I write whatever I feel in the simplest way I know. Say, "I am in pain", a four-word sentence that can evoke different reactions from different perspectives. So simple, yet so subjective. --- "So Jen, what's behind the profound facade?", you might ask. I don't know. Sometimes, I even surprise myself. Seriously, I don't know where this entry is leading to. Somewhere or nowhere. That's how profound I've become. |
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November 20, 2007
| A Final Good Bye beybigurl became nostaligic @ 04:11 PM |
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Wow. My blog sure looks like an abandoned shack. I can't believe it has been quite a while since my last entry. Not that I have nothing to share. On the contrary, it feels as though I am a screenwriter for a long-running teleserye. It might be monotonous at times but once in a while, an unforgettable episode just pops out to change the course of the plot. I guess that's what we really are. Screenwriters. I don't really know what prompted me to visit my site again, but here I am reading my previous entries. It felt surreal to read again of the emotions I went thorugh before. What seemed so important at that time looks so trivial now. If this what you call maturity, then I guess I've grown past my childishness. Or maybe some of it. I remember those times when I write about almost anything, from something like what I ate for dinner to the times I was bawling my heart out because of a break up. I laughed, cried, got angry, gave some advices, felt good and terrible plus some more emotions that come in between. Funny how things, people and circumstances change. I know I've written of change countless of times before, but now it's more meaningful when I really feel its impact on me as a person. Like what people say, the only constant thing in life is change. I am now 22, working as a registered nurse at National University Hospital Singapore's medical intensive care unit. I am currently saving up my hard-earned money for my trip back to the Philippines next year. I can buy almost everything I want. I am losing weight and thanking God for it each day. I am single and friends with my ex and his wife. All in all, I am satisfied and happy. Who would've thought that Jenny will grow up to be a useful person? Or that Jenny will grow up period. You can say that this is my final entry, an ending to an episode in my life. But who knows, maybe I'll be back to continue where I left off. Or better yet, back for a whole new soap opera. |
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