Today marks the second year of my mother's passing. I didn't sleep,
even less than usual with my toothbrush still wet from when I brushed
my teeth prior to going to bed. I was up past 3am, I was up at 7. I
left my door purposefully ajar so that when Tay got up he'd wake me up
too. Tay, Tim and I were on our way to Rosehill a little past 8am. We
went through McD's drive thru since we were starving, although I'm not
used to eating that early. But we did have bfast with my mom. We were
there for quite some time while Kuya Uge and Dawn went to pick up
Uncle John & Tita Zeny. Kuya Ugo met up with them later at Rosehill.
Tim took a nap and we all met up for Filipino buffet in Colonia. After
their mass consumption, I ate a modest one plate and turon, we all
parted ways. Tim went to the library to study then off to the gym. The
2 of them went to drop off the old folks back at their home. Kuya Ugo
dropped me and the old man back at home. I meant to get a haircut
since I got one last year same day. However a much needed but too
brief a nap derailed my plans yet again. Seriously I have a foot of
hair to donate again, at least! I want to go short, I'm sick of
dealing with it. Plus I own a really good versatile flat iron that I
underuse. But goodness, my hair is the only thing I'm vain with.
Anyway when Kuya and Dawn got home, we put the 2000 Devils
championship video on loan from LT while I watched HGTV. Tim's not
home yet.
I felt like crying earlier but I held it back. Probably not a good
idea but I'm going to keep it together. I just need a catalyst and I
wrote ages ago that my biggest enemy is my own discouragement. I dare
to be different and there will be no trying.
Freedom never did come cheap.
"just be yourself... unless you suck."
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