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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.
The skies had been dark like a storm is coming. It had been raining the whole night long and when I woke up that day, I had fears that Sir Jonathan can’t come to school anymore due to the heavy downpour. I opted not to ask for I may just get the dreaded response. I prepared for school. Ate breakfast, brought my laptop since I thought I may just have to stop by a coffee shop after school and finish the item analysis I am doing. It was very difficult to get a ride. I wish I can afford to buy a car and save myself and my stuff from getting wet and so that I can bring more things to school for experiments and so that I can to all the places I wanna go to and I don’t have to worry about over-packing stuff and I have thought about all of these just because its raining heavily and I have no school bus anymore L When I arrived, the school seem deserted. No kids nor parents were at the gate. The guard told me that the principal decided to suspend the class lest the heavy rains cou...
I was digging into my email for a copy of my resume and got this.... Sent on 3/7/2012, antagal na pala. Makapag-emo nga muna... hahaha.... It's been almost two years now. Minsan sa buhay ko, na-in-love ako, nakasakit ng damdamin at nasaktan in the end. But that doesn't stop me from loving again. As to when, only time can tell. Dear ____, I am so sorry for everything. No words or thing could ever equate to the pain and havoc I had cause to your heart. This is me, trying to pick up the pieces of myself and trying to be a better person that I can be after all those mistakes I had done. I am sorry if I had stopped you from being happy with someone else, it was the selfish me who was talking back then. I am sorry for causing you so much confusion for I myself was lost and don't know what to do. I am sorry for letting you be part of my misery. When all of these had started, all I was wanted was to be happy. To be that girl a man could ever need. I was blinded and m...
If you had watched Starting Over Again, you would know this scene: Marco walks to a hospital room door bearing flowers in one hand. Comes inside and hands the flower to Ginny. Sits beside her, holds her hand and looks into her eyes. I can't remember the exact lines, but they are having their closure mpment. I want to google it but I don't have the energy. But let me write from what I remember. That scene resembles that of how ex and I broke up. I was lying in a hospital bed, in a hospital gown and an IV bag connected to my right hand while he is sitting on the bedside. Him, letting me go and me, really still lost and undecided. Just going with the flow. I admitted my mistake, asked for forgiveness which he gave and we mutually agreed to just end our two years of happy relationship. Happy, yes, it WAS a happy relationship until I got bored and screwed everything up. In the movie, Ginny couldnt take the idea that Marco had became too happy and too contented with what life...
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