Happy thought drive

I need more happy thoughts.

Ewan. Gloomy all of a sudden.

Gusto ko tuloy talaga magpa-tattoo!

Wag lang may lalapit sa akin at mag-offer, kasi pota, papatulan ko talagaaa!

Tireds to them Bones

I suddenly felt tired again. All my friends are done and over with their OJT's, but I haven't really started yet. I'm just beginning to like it, but my friends keep on reminding me that I have to get tired at some point, that I am too preoccupied with so many things, that I couldn't do it.

People around me ask me to go with them here and there, invite me to go elsewhere, escape stress and Manila mess.

I used to love what I do, and I know I still do, but people have got to stop pulling me down. They have got to stop reminding me "what I'm missing", because apparently, I'm not missing anything. In fact, I'm learning, gaining many new things.

I'd love the opportunity to switch off my phone for a day and focus on what I really want to do, my internship. I wanted to focus with the people I'm working with. It's not my problem that my friends see their internships as added labor. I enjoy it as much as I enjoy traveling, and if people couldn't understand that, they have all my pity.

I watched The Beach last night hoping that it would tickle the traveler side in me. It's shot entirely in Bangkok, a place I've grown to love in five days. But as the story went on, I realized that the film was about to tickle another side in me, my fears.

I love how the people from the island dealt with life in the simplest way. For them, everything was easy, and the only thing to look forward to was the number of years of them growing together in the island.

I thought traveling alone would be more fun since you get to discover everything by yourself. But what if trouble comes, and you have nobody to share it with? The fear, the unknown, the distance away from your comfort zone. I suddenly realized that in as much as I wanted to be away from everything I'm comfortable with, I am still afraid to lose all these comforts. Leonardo was right when he said

~ The only downer is, everyone's got the same idea. We all travel thousands of miles just to watch TV and check in to somewhere with all the comforts of home, and you gotta ask yourself, what is the point of that?~

I still want to travel, discover the unknown, take the road less traveled. but this time, I want to be with someone special. =)

Can a man?

I swept away my fears when I thought I was strong
I forgot all about the lies I tried to get away from
I got over my problems faster than I thought I could
I withstood the cold dark nights thinking I should
Should a man ever be this strong?

The fires of hell seemed winter down my spine
The long distance walks became a routine
I never got tired but yet I sleep
I still wanted to sleep, where it’s dark
And everything else is unreal

I wanted to do so much thinking that I am strong
But seeing others fail and fall and fail many times over
I couldn’t help but think and look myself in the mirror
Wondering, could a man ever be this strong?