There are times that I have these surreal thoughts about the things that are happening to me. It’s like I picture myself on a movie; a real melodramatic or tragic movie wherein the heroine is the one that’s always being stepped at or being defeated. I’m not trying to sound “emo” , I’m just bored that’s why I’m just letting my mind wander.
We had our retreat last Monday and I’m really thankful that we did. It has given me a chance to meditate, to de-stress myself. And if we didn’t have our retreat, I should’ve killed someone right now.
I don’t really want to get mad, but oh my, she’s just pushing me to my boiling point. She’s really testing my patience. Well, reality check, I have the smallest amount of patience there is, and when I get mad, I REALLY get mad.
Why does she have to lie in my face? When she knows that I know the true story. I don’t have the concrete proof but I have witnesses on what happened. Does she think that I’m stupid? I’m not. Well, I don’t think I am stupid.
Anyway, for you-know-who, I know everything. I know about the whole “bet” that you’re playing up with your friends. But I admit; I was panic-stricken when I heard about this because I never thought anyone could do such a thing. That’s just plain cruel. And doing something like that will not make you better. It only makes you worse. Why’d you have to do that in the first place? Well, sadly, you lost your bet. But I’m sure one of us did fall in love with you, and it’s not me. But don’t worry, I’m not mad at you.
Well, lesson learned. Never trust ANYONE. Don’t get fooled with their sweet talks, or better yet, their proposals that they’ll change. They never will. And that’s what my mum emphasizes to us ever since, ever. No one changes. Well, they will, but they will never change their bad habits. Especially when they themselves tell you that they will. It doesn’t go for everyone, but it goes for most of us. Actions speak louder than words. It always does.
So there, right now, our family’s mourning over a loss of a loved one. Our baby, Bramley, died. He was born last June 9, 2007 and died today, August 17, 2007. He’d cut off his leash a while ago and my mum accidentally hit him while the car’s going out of the gate. By the way, Bramley’s our puppy. Please pray for him. This is the second time we’ve lost our beloved pet. His mother, Mango, also died recently. She died last July 30, 2007.
