It's been a while since I've poured my heart onto this canvas known as Datingish, so that means either I've lost all faith in writing or things are actually going well...
In this case it's the latter. These last few weeks have been quite rewarding, and after a lot of alone time and meditation at the gym, I've really learned a lot about myself and who I am and what I want. I haven't been writing much because there's nothing much to say. I've been keeping busy with work, and continue to meet new people. I've learned to value the good people in my life, and also started to distance myself from people who are "emotionally expensive". Some people say that it's "THE SECRET", but all in all, it's just positive thinking.
Today something happened that bothered me a lot, which surprised me because outside looking in, it was not a big deal. I've discovered that I am human. I took a breather and decided to cross off other things on my list, and get back to it later. When I ended up getting back to it, I was rejuvenated - things were good, and life itself was back on track. I've learned that nothing can ever always go according to plan, but when it doesn't we just have to be prepared for it. Maybe that's where it went wrong. I've always had the "cross that bridge when I get there" mentality, but planning is a big part of life. One of my favorite quotes is "most people don't plan to fail, they just fail to plan." Life is a simply a series of IF/THEN programs put together.
I've also learned it's time to let go of people who don't want you around them. I've learned the hard truth to the question "can everything be forgiven?" The answer is NO. Not everything can be forgiven, and when you do something so terrible that someone doesn't want to be around you anymore, it's time to apologize, and if that doesn't work, it's time to make your peace and move on. Yes - It's a big pill to swallow, but you have to take responsibilities for your actions, and in the end what matters is if you can look yourself in the mirror and say "I wouldn't have done it any other way".
With that being said - being 30 is not so bad. I've gone through some changes I would not have at any other point in my life. 30 is definitely the swift kick in the pants to get the ball rolling. The last few weeks have been nothing short of great, and I can tell this streak will continue for a long time. I thank all the loving people in my life that believe in me and want to be around me, which without them I would be nothing.
The Beatles were right. All you need is LOVE...
All the best and lots of love wherever you go and whatever you do...
It was a Thursday. I remember it was so because I've missed her the day before. We have class together 4 days a week and Wednesdays are the only days we're off. I sit at my desk anxious for her arrival. She walked in a minute later and threw down her maroon Jansport bag. It was the small ones that showed the world that you were a Junior and that you didn't carry books with you anymore. She looked at me and smiled. "One more day to go..." she says. Class starts.
In the middle of class, the teacher stepped out like he always does. We were on the second floor, so whatever it is that he did, it would be a while since he would be back. I looked over to her, and extended my hands as an invitation to put her hand in mine. She was a bit confused and yet she still did so. I held her hand with both of mine and said "J, I think we should date for a day - I think you're really cool, and I want to show you a great time. I don't want to start a relationship with you because it means that sooner or later our relationship would end. I want to hang out and to hold your hand like this, and to see you smile like you are now. What do you say?"
She looked at me confused, yet smiling. She had all these questions, but the look in her eyes showed that she was down for anything. She said "How do we act? Do we hold hands? Do we kiss? What about ..." to which I replied "you can do whatever you're comfortable doing." The look of confusion disappeared and all that remained was a full smile.
Five minutes later, the teacher walked back into the room and it was time to let go of her hand. We never did go on that date. We ended up dating other people the following week. That's high school for you...
Tonight I held her hand again, but she wasn't holding mine back. Who'd thought that we would reunite after 12 years in a hospital. There she was, lying there in a coma with a machine helping her breathe as her newlywed husband looks over her. TWELVE YEARS and this is how we meet. That's life for you.
JT - I hope you get better - it's time to wake up. I want to know where you've been these last dozen years. Please come back. Let's go out. =)
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