eavy - that's a one word that I can give out today.
Just watched a new episode of glee tonight and it brought me to tears...again...I swear. The thought of losing someone makes me weep, and tonight was about death. How in the world can I handle that. And in all fairness, from all the write ups that I've read prior to this Wednesday, it did justice. I meant they did not overkill it or overemphasize death but, the go on thru their normal loser lives and go on. I loved it.
earlier with work it was heavy as well. The pressure really creeps me up, and dunno how I still wake up and drag my self to the bathroom every morning to prepare for work when all I can have are push and commands and all that stuff. I was up for this, however I've been on this state for close to a month now. I'm not complaining, it's just that - kulang na kulang pa b, hinde pa b sapat, binigay kong lahat panahon ko sa yo. That was the killer line form Joy and Bev's song.
And got a little serious with my friend over the communicator and might have spilled so much but I'm not taking it back or anything..I just spilled all, and that made me nahihiya pag nakgita uli kami. It's all kaartehan and self inflicted but again, tis is how I'm that stubborn. If I cared that much would it be held against me?
And the killer line - Do you expect?
I'm honestly not ready for that, but I kept on shielding by again, being stubborn ass my self everything that we've been through. It's chaos, it's complicated, it's all me. Heavy.
