Monday, February 04, 2008;
♥ 12:09 AM
staying over at grace's house was nice. almost just like the old times. i think its been years since we had this sort of talks. In the recent years, its been just group gathrings, class outing and superifcial talk. not that i don't enjoy them, but then, too much of this sort of gatherings make you only know people on a very surface basis. its like only thru such long talks do i realize how much grace and i both have changed since the JC times. i marvel at the things she went thru in JC i had never known, she marveled at the stuff i am going thru now, things i do not really speak of easily anymore.
Recently, its almost so easy to put on a facade and live the way the world thinks one ought to live. Pharmacy's workload is tremulous, its almost insane to be thinking of anything else other than datelines, work, resume and the honors year project.
The story i told grace was so long over, and by my telling grace, it means fully letting go and never looking back. to let go of all anger, hatred, resentment, and pain.
its time to wake up.
-xoxo- wilted petals of wine-coloured roses -xoxo-
