I usually have insomnia....but today I woke up at 6:33am and I thought for a nanosecond that it is a good thing, except that its my OFF. So I tried to go back to sleep but then I got hungry and I have to suffer either ulcers or gastro-entiritis so I imagined food. I always imagine food before I eat them, it makes me feel fulfilled and happy and stable. With the exception of the food I have at the Hotel Cafeteria, wherein I do not have a clue what its gonna be on daily basis but then again, I always have the tuna flakes as a back-up...or the corn~I can put butter and sugar...or the yogurt~I can put bananas and sugar.
Where was I? Pardon the flight of ideas, its all over the place.
So, I cooked SPAM. Probably one of my comfort food. I fried it. And ate it with rice and catsup. I cannot seem to find my HUNT's on the "pantry" so I just had the Banana catsup.
I was up and awake for quite sometime and watched Cold Case, CSI Miami, Gilmore Girls, Grey's Anatomy, In her shoes which stars Cameron Diaz. Then I woke him up. HIM~ at the other side of the world. Sleeping...without me. I love him. He loves me. He makes my world a little less chaotic and my sanity a little more stable.
I love him. I agreed to marry him. I intend to marry him and be with him for the rest of my life.
I am not really the type of person who likes to be in a relationship. I was diagnosed by a friend before to be suffering from commitment-phobia. The last relationship I had is with a person who made me feel really special but that was short-lived. The relationship before that was a complete waste of time and lasted for almost 2 years. The guy is a joke! Kept dragging me along for absolutely nothing. Maybe I was so engrossed with work that time passed by and by the time I woke up from that joke, I lost time. I wasted time. And I hated it, not the guy, I hated myself. Because I let it happen.
I may sound bitter...its because I probably am. Hahahahaha!
I am not really the type of person who likes to be in a relationship. I was diagnosed by a friend before to be suffering from commitment-phobia. The last relationship I had is with a person who made me feel really special but that was short-lived. The relationship before that was a complete waste of time and lasted for almost 2 years. The guy is a joke! Kept dragging me along for absolutely nothing. Maybe I was so engrossed with work that time passed by and by the time I woke up from that joke, I lost time. I wasted time. And I hated it, not the guy, I hated myself. Because I let it happen.
I may sound bitter...its because I probably am. Hahahahaha!
Note: How to walk in High heels is like having Grace under pressure. I like walking in high heels because it keeps my mind sharp~ it has to be, otherwise you will be outbalanced and fall and everyone will laugh at you. come to think of it~ In a positive way, if you fall to your knees, you could bring laughter to people.
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