Tuesday, September 12, 2006

i so wanna get wasted right now

It just hit me that maybe I'll never be ready or mature enough for marriage. I'm coming to the conclusion that in the end, some people just dive into it.

I have to remind myself that I'm unlike other people; I have to at least be in a position where I can bring something to the table and I just-- can't right now. Most likely, by the time I am "ready" to have children, I'll have to deal with the fact that my eggs will be too old and maybe I'll have to look into other options, like adoption.

I used to be so sure that adoption was "the way" and the future for mankind. As of now, I'm thinking that if I can't even take care of myself, how the hell can I take care of another human being and somehow try to protect my heart from being devastated by its betrayals and the pain the thing will inflict upon me. That's right; all I can think about is the pain I'll experience by the child. Pain, pain, and pain.

My life is just full of agony so it's hard to look on the bright side if there is any. I just want to cry.

the ship has sailed

Just found out that Scat got married 2 weeks ago. This year, that makes 3 guys I dreamt of having a future with. Ok, Jepp doesn't count cuz all he meant to me was just a good choice for a prom date. But, Scat's marriage means the end to my high school days. That's right: no more hoping or potential suitors from those days; no more blast from the past.

Ugh, I'm such a loser. No matter how much I tell myself I'm better off alone, as soon as I see the happy pictures, I get so jealous. Please, no more weddings this year. Lord, just spare me another despair for the rest of the year at least. Well, you've done your worst. They're all taken now. I'm just meant to be so miserable. So alone.

Funny. Just yesterday I was glad that I was alone.

Why can't I stop feeling so betrayed? So stabbed in the back? Why am I so angry?

Scat and I shared a beautiful moment, down on our knees, connected. I don't know if I'll ever get to have that kind of moment with another man. Scat may have experienced that with many girls but for me, he was the first and probably the last. Maybe that's why it stings so badly, searing...

Ah, I'll get over it. Soon, I hope.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

when blading, protect your tailbone

I should have stayed home and had some tub of ice cream; instead, my tailbone is aching, left back thigh is burning, and my left hand is scraped. If only I wore my hand guards, my hands would be at least be free! Stupid, stupid, and stupid! Always wear long jeans no matter how hot it is! You scraped your polyester ones, should have known better!

Funny thing is, as I finally got myself together, I saw the passing back of a biker's t-shirt that advertised a chiropractor team. I cracked up. The odd thing is, that chap got off his wheels too and ran the track; so I had another pleasure of seeing his "subtle" advertisement; I think he was trying to reel me in after my fall.

In retrospect, I should have taken the boys' offer to help me to my feet; it would have been a nice way to meet them. But I didn't. I always hated it when people would rush you to get up. Why can't you let me just get to it myself at my own pace?

so strange and creepy

The other day I had this sort of deja vu moment, except that this time, I'm pretty darn positive that it didn't happen in my dreams first: I'm opening the hatchback and it occurred to me that I visioned this moment where I would touch the handle and remember an old lady's face and a mixed-grain rice package.

It's just so weird and disturbing that sometimes I wonder why I have these moments, and usually they're not good things. For example, I saw Dodook and Ramen in my dreams, on top of me, just about to enter me. I even saw my unhappy self working at the Rocawear-wannabe company.

I once told Ali of my deja vus and she just looked at me funny.

I'm not making these up but if it's a gift, it's kind of a useless one if ya ask me. What's the point of seeing (bad) things in the future, when it'll happen anyway despite all your precautions?

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

domesticated

"Despite everything, I still love her -- I think."

"You do?"

"Yea, I mean, she's my mother and I'd still be willing to buy her nice things if I can afford it -- even though I know that she'll drive me insane. I just need some time to cry myself out and calm down and eventually she'll get her way. Jesus Christ, no wonder I'm always the doormat in every relationship."

Monday, September 04, 2006

bleak

I know that Ma and Pa won't leave me a dime. Most likely Jae's gonna get all of it but they'll give Gonzo a good bulk too since he's the first son. As for me, Pa will probably leave a will saying that I should have known better than to end up as an unsuccessful, old maid. Ma will chime in with a victim speech, saying that I don't deserve anything after all I've said and done to her.

Maybe Jae will cut me some but if there isn't much left, I doubt he'll be generous. And even if there is enough, he'll interrogate viciously before I even see a cent. But that's nothing compared to what Gonzo's gonna do. I'll never forget his threat of throwing me out on the curb because the deed is under his name, reminding me that I don't own anything. So, what's a girl to do?

One thing for sure, nobody should ever feel so depressed for such a long period of time. It's really terrible. My heart wrenches 90% of the time cuz I feel so alone. The only way to really overcome it is to put all your energy on better or positive things like a career or goals.

My life would be better if I didn't talk back as much but it's not in my nature. Maybe I can blame it on Western ideology that supports individualism; whoever came up with the idea that you should always speak out is an idiot. Heros die and it's only the cowards who survive. And when you realize how disgusting you really are, there are only 2 things u can do: sink or swim. I'm trying hard as I can to not sink. So, when I'm about to die, I can definitely say that I did try.

irritating

"Wah, wah! Things didn't work out the way I planned!

Wah, wah! I misused my husband's inheritance and income and I don't know why I'm still poor! God should bless me cuz I poured it on church even against the advice of my pastor! I'll just beg God to give me more cuz he always has!

Wah, wah! My daughter hates me! My daughter thinks I'm stupid but I'll prove her wrong at the expense of her future. As long as I make her grovel, my life is perfect! I don't know why she thinks school is worth spending money."