Comments on: I Miss

By: richard

richard — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 23:17:38 +0000

hey there! i am a frequent blog-hopper and stumbled on what seems to be a popular Filipino travel blog but with atheistic posts… coconuter ang tawag sa kanya ( http://blog.coconuter.org )… basahin mo yung “The Catholic Ordination of the Filipino” and “The Philippine Insurrection and the American War Prayer.” What do you think about his thoughts?
-chard

By: bheng

bheng — Thu, 29 Jan 2009 09:01:51 +0000

I remember the same exact feeling I had a couple of months ago. I missed a lot of things–living life and enjoying life in general. Hence, my career shift.

Doing things that you miss the most boils down to one thing: contentment! Glad you’re on your way there. Happy for you, Riz. :)

By: Joni

Joni — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 17:03:22 +0000

Don’t let other people get you down and stop you from doing the things you want to do. In a word, “deadma”! Hehe.

Mwah. Mishu.

By: riz

riz — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 16:32:00 +0000

Beautifully written. Thanks for the thoughts, Amanda — we’re not alone. :)

By: riz

riz — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 16:29:51 +0000

Haha Lovelle. Sorry naman. :) I’ll see you again soon :)

By: riz

riz — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 16:29:12 +0000

Yep. 2009 is our year, maemae, I can feel it! :)

By: riz

riz — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 16:28:28 +0000

Quarterlife, yep, guilty. :) Good luck to all of us!

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By: Amanda

Amanda — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 06:47:36 +0000

Do I ever hear ya.

Your second paragraph reminds me of the first time I was alone at an airport by myself. My local flight led me to Charlotte before I was to take off for the Seattle-bound flight. There I was, 19 years old, on my own for the first time, with my backpack on, a purse across my body and a camera dangling from my neck. I had my family back home waiting for my return and my best friend in Seattle waiting on my arrival. It was a glorious place to be–between two places where I was wanted and expected. Yet I could step out from the terminal and into a cab and whisk myself away and no one would be the wiser where I had gone. It was the truest sense of freedom I’ve ever tasted in my life.

I miss that. Now I’m a few years older with a full-time job, my own car, pay all my bills + my dad’s, yet I do nothing but go to work and then come home again. Tomorrow I’ll wake up at 4:30 am to go back to work. I was penniless at 19 but now I have some savings. I keep storing money away for the future, but part of me keeps wondering, “why?”

Anyways, you’ve taken the words right out of my own heart. Welcome to 2009.

By: lovelle

lovelle — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 05:53:10 +0000

miss ya RHIZ. :)

im glad your back. im kinda getting sick of your moon is sad over sydney entry. haha.

*hugs*