I believe that I have "Writer's Block" right now, even though I cannot call myself a writer at all. My last post was already a month ago despite having a lot of topics in mind every time. From time to time, I would think of something until I burn hours pondering about it - wanting to write about it; yet, no new entries. Maybe, that is just it - there are too many things to think about right now, that even writing is just an intermission that is not worthwhile to slit in between trains of thought.
Many things happened, but two stood out to be pretty major:
First, I am now officially a product of a broken home. Just found out, I will have another sibling, not from my mom. Hmmm, and by the way things are going forward, it seems like I'm gonna see my mom and dad in court.
Second, my Lola died. Lola, who made the family whole, one last time. All the relatives came at the wake, even Tita Mena from the States went home with the line, "Wala akong pakialam kahit wala akong pera, basta uuwi ako!"
I admit, I think too much, I just can't help it. I waste my time sitting on a corner, or even strolling around the mall alone. Well, a born loner I might be. I opt to have some quiet time than to spend hours with friends. You might see me not speaking at all in a sea of people, but actually, on those times, I ponder a lot on things that I think I should not but still am. I make big deal of small things but I don't let it out, its all in my head, and well, in here. So let me be this loud person online, and somehow, be it an outlet for me being all EMO. I hope writing it down shuts me off thinking too much and so, I will try to write more often. No inhibitions, be it too self-indulgent. In time, I might get back to the happy-go-lucky me... or maybe, I could keep multiple personalities, haha!