♥~An Odyssey On A Virtual Diary~♥

    Rush hours, busy days and stressful weeks are here. Recently I’ve been very busy with so many things (for the first time in my life…yeah). Loaded with a handful of endless requirements, body straining and exhausting practices for the upcoming cheerdance competition, meetings and assemblies of my other affiliations, and when I get home I’m the one doing all the household chores since we no longer have a house help, and lastly I am the one following up my little sister’s homework, requirements, and exams. I think I’m beginning to act responsible..hehehe. Although sometimes my laziness gets into me, but at least I can overcome it now.
   
    Everyday is really a tiring day for me, I wake up very early in the morning, cook breakfast, wash the dishes, head for school, then back at home and do some household chores while waiting for my sister to come home so that I can review her with her lessons, then I do my schoolwork (if there are any for the day, or else I take a nap), after that, I cook dinner, wash the dishes, head again for school for a dance practice until 10 o’clock in the evening or sometimes until midnight. Yeah, that’s my daily routine for this month, except during Thursdays-Saturdays which are my duty days and are twice as tiring as the other days.
   
    I’m beginning to like myself now because I’m now able to manage my time properly. No more mañana habit, no more time wasted, no more crams. Weeee…   
 
    Despite my pretty hectic schedule, I am still able to find time to have some fun and I still end each stressful day with a smile. ^_^

    I was chatting with my friend via YM. Talked about my absenteeism and eventually we ended up conversing about maturity. Well, lately, I’ve been thinking about myself for quite some time. I’m now twenty two and what? I begin to question, do I consider myself mature? I guess I’m not. Mature ones have the ability to make a decision and stand by it. The immature spend their lives exploring endless possibilities; then they do nothing - and this is where I always end up. And I don’t have the willingness to pass up immediate pleasure in favor of the long-term gain - now, this really sounds immature.

    Seriously, I want to change. Change myself for the better. I don’t need anything nor anyone to help me change, as what the wise Master Yoda said, "change can only come within thyself". It’s just that I don’t know where to start. I’m open for a change, but sometimes the thought of change scares me, for some reasons that I do not know. Maybe because I’ll be asking myself: What will I accomplish? What difference will I make? And end up having the answer that I failed.

I wasn’t able to go on duty yesterday and today because I’m having a bad case of stomach pain associated with extreme laziness..lolx. So I went on with my daily self-preparation routine. Afterwards, I turned on my computer, and the first thing that I click was the Yahoo Messenger icon, followed by firefox, and ZOMGWTF! the internet connection couldn’t be established! After several attempts, I failed. I called our Internet Service Provider, and the operator told me that our internet connection was temporarily suspended, due to the remaining unpaid balance. Oh nuts! I stared blankly at the monitor thinking about anything else that I can do, but no ideas came.

Then came a thought that my life is boring without the internet – oh wait! There’s not even a life in that after all. Or should I say that I’m already living an "e"-life. Although there are times that I use the internet for learning and research, which is alright, but I only give a very little time for that. Most of my time was spent in front of my computer, playing, browsing, and plainly chatting. Tsk tsk tsk. This is not good, not at all.

But anyway, instead of getting pissed with the internet being suspended, I see it as a blessing in disguise. If it wasn’t for this, I wouldn’t have realized that the internet has been slowly taking over my life. Hmmm.. I guess I’ll have to start living my so-called life without too much internet; after all I was able to live without it.

There’s no need to bash me about this, I’ve already bumped my head a couple of times and realized what I’ve been doing all along.

Ta-ta for now. I need to go out and breathe fresh air.

By the way, internet junkies, gaming addicts, and people who no longer know how to live life without the computer, the internet, or the f*ckin online and lan games (which I’m already sick of..xD), I’d suggest you’d start withdrawing little by little, because you don’t know what you’re LOSING in the REAL world.. just my two cents *wink*

    Ever since I started with this new hobby, I think I’m getting too hooked and seems like I can’t stop. I just don’t know why I’m really getting fond of these big-hairy spiders, a lot of people see them scary and freaky, but I love these creatures to bits.
    I got my first tarantula, then had my second, then I got another one, and the so on, and so forth. Help! I can’t keep myself from getting more and more Ts!!! My wishlist doesn’t seem to end, I already spent more than a hundred bucks for this hobby, and I still want more. I don’t think this can be labeled as greed. It’s just that, out of my curiosity, it became a hobby. From a hobby, it became a passion. And once it becomes my passion, I give it my ALL. How much I have burnt cash on my tarantulas, I never regretted it, not even once. I love taking care of them. Seeing them eat, even those threat-poses they throw me,  how funny and weird they act sometimes..they are indeed great stress relievers. They give me a reason to come home early (yes, literally). Not only that, each time they molt, is such an unexplainable feeling of happiness. The happiness they give to me is something that not any value of money could ever replace. =)

    I was supposed to post this yesterday, but friendster blogs went down again..and I have to go on a night shift duty, so yeah.. I wasn’t able to post this. Anyway, I’m back and just woke up from a deep slumber.
    Yesterday, was a very special day for me. My birthday was a week ago, yet I was given another day to celebrate. It’s not my birthday(obviously), not even an anniversary, I wasn’t hired for a job(it’s a reason to celebrate, but how could i anyway?), nor did I win a million bucks - it’s more than that.

    June 30 gives me a reason to celebrate why I live a very happy life. Well, it’s my sweetheart’s birthday. And I’d like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who became a part of molding him to what he is today. I would of course thank God for bringing him to this world,  for being a blessing not only to me, but to other people, especially to his family as well. I would also like to thank his parents, because if not for them, he wouldn’t be existing and he won’t be growing up to a fine young man. I would also like to thank his friends, classmates, acquaintances, teachers, enemies(if there are any,but i doubt it), and everyone else not mentioned for being there, for the experiences-good or bad, and for everything that became a part of molding him for what he is now.
    He who makes me smile. He who’s always been there on the times when I needed someone to hold on to. He who became my strength when I was weak. He who has seen the worst(est!) side of me, yet still loves me for who I am. I am really thankful that such person exists and shares life with me.
    I know life will always be sucky and unfair, but with him around..I could not ask for anything more. If 22 years ago he wasn’t born, my life would have been VERY different.