I am writing this as I feel empty and lonely, not because of the event or the company (trust me, both are pretty much okay and I can frankly say my level of indifference is at its high) but because I somehow ended up wrestling with the notion of certain possibilities and a multitude of bitter defeats.
Moving on, Khalleen slept over the night before we were scheduled to leave. The Preparatory Committee - composed of Eliza, May, Krishna, Byron, Khalleen, Jr and Charade - along with one of our speakers, Bobby something, our event adviser Sir June and that other guy I know nothing about, were scheduled to leave a day before the seminar proper. I asked to come with them because I couldn't bear to wake up early the next day (we were to leave at six in the morning).
We met in school at around one pm, left after we were all ready and arrived at the Caticlan Jetty Port at around three pm. We went up our respective rooms with Cheng, that one guy, Byron and I to sleep in one room. The girls were in another and I'm not sure what rooms Sir June and the speaker had. We had our dinner meeting... Well, Sir June and the Prep Com did with the venue director. I was eating dinner - Strawberry Milk Shake and Fries - with Khalleen and Jr. I'm not going to elaborate on anything more because it's utterly boring and I wasn't really paying attention. Or perhaps, it could just be my current mood. I'm not sure but I don't really feel like typing right now but I also feel like I should pay respect to this blog, and my writing, to continue motivating myself in a positive light while I'm still under this dreary spell of hopelessness and stuff.
I don't expect my mood to change tomorrow. By the way, I forgot: we're staying at La Carmela something-something.
Depression is sure worse than writer's block.
Moving on, Khalleen slept over the night before we were scheduled to leave. The Preparatory Committee - composed of Eliza, May, Krishna, Byron, Khalleen, Jr and Charade - along with one of our speakers, Bobby something, our event adviser Sir June and that other guy I know nothing about, were scheduled to leave a day before the seminar proper. I asked to come with them because I couldn't bear to wake up early the next day (we were to leave at six in the morning).
We met in school at around one pm, left after we were all ready and arrived at the Caticlan Jetty Port at around three pm. We went up our respective rooms with Cheng, that one guy, Byron and I to sleep in one room. The girls were in another and I'm not sure what rooms Sir June and the speaker had. We had our dinner meeting... Well, Sir June and the Prep Com did with the venue director. I was eating dinner - Strawberry Milk Shake and Fries - with Khalleen and Jr. I'm not going to elaborate on anything more because it's utterly boring and I wasn't really paying attention. Or perhaps, it could just be my current mood. I'm not sure but I don't really feel like typing right now but I also feel like I should pay respect to this blog, and my writing, to continue motivating myself in a positive light while I'm still under this dreary spell of hopelessness and stuff.
I don't expect my mood to change tomorrow. By the way, I forgot: we're staying at La Carmela something-something.
Depression is sure worse than writer's block.
† Jofer
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