4.7.07
In the past few weeks, I feel like I have everything but time. Things pass by me like wind. I often find myself dumbfounded, completely amazed by how fast life runs before me. It feels like I’m in an unending train ride, and if I don’t hold on tight, I can easily be left behind.
Last week, 2 of our friends here already left for Canada. We spent a lot of time with them, enjoying the last few moments that we could all be together, but they never seem to be enough. I remember one scene at the airport when we dropped them off. Aimee ran back towards us, crying like baby, swearing at tin because she didn’t get a hug from her. It was a bittersweet moment like that in movies. We were all laughing and crying at the same time. And I knew at that moment that it was indeed time to say goodbye.
More friends are leaving, some are for a short span of time, and some are for longer. And before I know it, there will be no one left to say goodbye to. They all seem to have their wings already up high when I’m still here only starting to acquire a pair of my own.
At the same time last week, we’ve been busy looking for another farm for karol here in the North Island. We were eyeing at Hawkes Bay, 3.5 hrs away from here. Fortunately, through a friend’s help, we found a farm which is willing to offer him the same job at a higher rate. He’ll move up here on Monday. He will stay here in Welly for a week before he drives up to the new farm.
Schedule-wise, this is not a very good timing for me. I’ve been really infested with work as this is the busiest time for our team. We have 3 publications due to be released simultaneously in 3 weeks starting the week karol will be here. It’ll be hard to get at least 2 days off work.
Then amidst all these mess, I still have Mcdonalds which is draining all my remaining energy and time. It just dawned in me quite recently that I’m going to kill myself if I continue working at maccas. The hectic mind-work from 8 to 5 followed by a back-breaking physical bustle from 7 to 12 midnight and Sat 6am shifts after a Friday late night-out is a positive formula for suicide. Hence, I filed my resignation letter early last week. I plainly had enough. The little savings I get isn’t worth the stress I suffer from working there.
And having on and off cough and colds due to abrupt changes in temperature certainly isn’t helping either. All the more that I feel weak, tired and drained.
See, my world spins like a top. Things are just going too fast for me. Not exactly too fast TOO FAST, but too fast that i don't i even get the chance to linger the moments, maybe enjoy the happy moments more or endure the sad ones better, or maybe rest until I feel completely well or just do things when I already feel like it.
I just want to sit down and think and laugh and cry and rest and breathe…if only I have more time.
Last week, 2 of our friends here already left for Canada. We spent a lot of time with them, enjoying the last few moments that we could all be together, but they never seem to be enough. I remember one scene at the airport when we dropped them off. Aimee ran back towards us, crying like baby, swearing at tin because she didn’t get a hug from her. It was a bittersweet moment like that in movies. We were all laughing and crying at the same time. And I knew at that moment that it was indeed time to say goodbye.
More friends are leaving, some are for a short span of time, and some are for longer. And before I know it, there will be no one left to say goodbye to. They all seem to have their wings already up high when I’m still here only starting to acquire a pair of my own.
At the same time last week, we’ve been busy looking for another farm for karol here in the North Island. We were eyeing at Hawkes Bay, 3.5 hrs away from here. Fortunately, through a friend’s help, we found a farm which is willing to offer him the same job at a higher rate. He’ll move up here on Monday. He will stay here in Welly for a week before he drives up to the new farm.
Schedule-wise, this is not a very good timing for me. I’ve been really infested with work as this is the busiest time for our team. We have 3 publications due to be released simultaneously in 3 weeks starting the week karol will be here. It’ll be hard to get at least 2 days off work.
Then amidst all these mess, I still have Mcdonalds which is draining all my remaining energy and time. It just dawned in me quite recently that I’m going to kill myself if I continue working at maccas. The hectic mind-work from 8 to 5 followed by a back-breaking physical bustle from 7 to 12 midnight and Sat 6am shifts after a Friday late night-out is a positive formula for suicide. Hence, I filed my resignation letter early last week. I plainly had enough. The little savings I get isn’t worth the stress I suffer from working there.
And having on and off cough and colds due to abrupt changes in temperature certainly isn’t helping either. All the more that I feel weak, tired and drained.
See, my world spins like a top. Things are just going too fast for me. Not exactly too fast TOO FAST, but too fast that i don't i even get the chance to linger the moments, maybe enjoy the happy moments more or endure the sad ones better, or maybe rest until I feel completely well or just do things when I already feel like it.
I just want to sit down and think and laugh and cry and rest and breathe…if only I have more time.
// posted by jaena*** @ 21:01 
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few words lang, you're making me cry. .. i love you jaena, and i get you so much, missing you and everyone!!!! "hmpf" hahahhahahah
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