Kattylicious: October 2006

How Life Plays Out

All teeny bopper love flicks are the same. Watch one and then you've watched all. It's funny why most romance movies evolve in that thing called serendipity. How it is portrayed as a fortunate accident. How lovers put their faith in the hands of fate. How scenes are pragmatic at first but end up being magical in its most phony sense. I may be the proverbial love idiot, which is probably why I am still single. Trying to decipher one's real intentions and motives is one of those things in which I badly need to excel. Duh, I even find it hard to rationalize my own actions at times, let alone someone else's. Nonetheless I believe in that thing called love. It just so happens that some individuals diminish the concept of love into a superficial and helpless emotion. The thought of people going gaga over love at first sight makes me shiver to my nerves, honestly. Reality check, there's no such thing as 'love at first sight.' Attraction would be acceptable, but not love. It saddens me that there are those who incessantly search for their special someone just for the sake of being happy. I wish for us to be accountable for our own happiness. I don't deny that romance adds color to our everyday life. But a healthy introspection and bond with ourselves would be our most effective foundation for all relationships we have.

Sleep-Deprived

I woke up from a 12-hour sleep, did some text and phone conversations, did leisure reading which I haven't done for eons, watched some of the most mundane TV programs, and slept again for 5 hours despite a couple of requirements that are consequently piling up. More than a month ago, I was so looking forward to a day like today - no feasib, no blank stares infront of my monitor until wee hours of the morning, no carrying of large traveling bags for sleepovers, no alarm clocks, blahblahblah... no hassles of feasib!. I'm back to my old, feasib-free, routine. Yay!

Come to think of it, I really am sleep-deprived. If I were to sum up all the hours I had spent traveling from home to school and vice-versa ever since I started school, it would more or less be equal to 7,000 hours. 291 days! Wow. And I owe it all to the farthest part of Quezon City in which I live. Luging lugi ako sa tulog!