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― John Green, An Abundance of Katherines
Scratches, Bumps and Shocks
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For the next .... I dont know period, the stories will be my development on learning how to drive and most likely the damages I have caused on Blue as I progress.
Today, I had under steered my right turn and hit the dividing wooden walls of the exit passage of the parking lot. I have been liking to go to this a bit secluded gym and I can go straight to the onsen as well. I had severely damaged the lower left bumper and totally scratched it. It really looks so bad at first but eventually, it was okay. But it wasn't really okay. It will be there as a constant reminder of my first mistakes as I become better. Much as I want to claim for collision costs, as advised by my friends who are long-term car owners, that I wait for until a time that I get a better car-detailing package deal to update Blue. For now, until I can afford it, I just need to keep learning behind the wheel.
Good thing that I was able to get a footage of Blue this morning with its front still intact and shiny.
I had to seek assistance with the hotel staff about language interpretation, we had to call the police, two of my friends were chatting with me about insurance claims and processes. It was tedious. Add the feeling that I have to bother people about my problem, after all the conversations and thanking the police officers, I had to cry inside of my car because everything just seem a lot of handle at the moment. A reminder to be more careful, mindful and to learn faster because if this is already heavy for me, what more if something worse could happen, but I hope nothing more than this could ever occur.
No matter how strong and independent I try to be, I would still have that damsel-in-distress moments and I just have to accept the fact the I need help. People don't even need to be next to me to help me out. And those I need to help next to me, will be provided for.
I thought that I will be able to get back on my writing tasks today, but the universe had designed a different learning experience for me today.
It's her time to go. I keep telling myself. Today, my former co-worker, E had already left for Hiroshima. She quit the company we used to both work for and had decided to find another job in another place for several reasons. I was hoping to see her before she leaves just so I can also thank her personally and wish her well on her way. I know it would have been emotional and wacky at the same time. She told me that she had intended not to see me because she is avoiding the emotional breakdown that may arise as she leaves the city. She has been crying all week-long, she said. I sent her a message telling her that another co-worker is set to resign and that I had decided to take a holiday flight back home at the end of December and be back on New Year's Eve in Miyazaki. I will be spending the last day of 2018 enroute back to Japan and welcoming 2019, either in a bus enroute to Miyazaki or in a capsule hotel in Fukuoka. Just because with the sudden changes, I may have di
I weighed in and I’m at 55kgs today. I need to lose 7kgs to get down to my ideal weight. I am filled with so much frustration right now about myself. I was able to reach it for 2 years and here I am falling out from it. I am not sure which one I got so much high from, was the journey of being fit or being fit in itself. I remember telling myself that exercising and working out and seeing results of weight loss can bring a different kind of high, it’s addicting like everything else coz once you have somewhat reached a peak level of fitness in comparison to the previous self, it brings so much joy and confidence like never before. And I even told myself before, “If being fit is a form of addiction, this is the kind of addiction I would like to get stuck with for life.” I used to be the only one posting and sharing my fitness journey, now almost everyone who just used to message me about working out and weight loss, they are on the peak of achievement of their body goals. It is so fru
Second to the last day of the 9th month of the year. then, 3 more months to call it a wrap for this month. If my life will be a content that I will curate a story from, I wonder how it will all turn out? Will it be a story people will be willing to pay for? Will it be a story I am willing to share to the world? Am I willing to share my flaws? My bads? Of course I am excited to tell the world my triumphs, my inspirations, my dreams, ..... my journey. But it isn't easy. Even here, sometimes, writing can be very painful. Most of the time, I am just lazy to move and write.
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