For Whatever We Lose

An entry I jotted down in my journal a few months back while on a surf weekend in Crystal Beach, Zambales. The event described, however, took place in La Union back in May of this year.

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Moving Forward

I will pick up, not necessarily from where I left off, but I will move forward.

Sure, two years unaccounted for; undocumented, only on paper though, because undocumented as those couple of years may be, the events and moments were real and the hard-earned lessons engraved into my reckless and stubborn heart.

Having said that, I don't find a need to go back and retell my story. Sure there will be a huge gap from my last entry before this one, but I don't feel the need to tell anyone my story anymore. It's a jaded story after all, one that I've told over and over to my friends as part of my cathartic healing process.

And because I'm ok now, let's talk about happy things ey? I'll try blogging again. Moving forward like nothing happened.

The undocumented life is not worth blogging about. Bow.

I may not have a habit of blogging regularly but I do have an almost regular habit of putting things off. Gaaaah! So much has happened that has been left undocumented! If Socrates were around in this day and age of everything virtual, he would have been quoted as saying, "the unblogged life is not worth living" or something to that effect.

So here's my nth attempt to acquire the habit of blogging, and here's to not only more posts, but to more "regular" posts at that.  And...I'll start tomorrow.

Photo from here

First step is admission

Wow. Just a few more months and it would have been a year of dormancy. This blog would've been a waste of internet space.

Also, just a few more months and it would've been a year since I last felt inspired. This blog saw its birth after a summer of inspiration last year. But where has that landed me? Pffft...old habits die hard.

I know, I procrastinate a lot. I've let myself go, and by that I mean I haven't been nourishing that which needs it the most. I guess that can explain why I get bored easily. I've let things pass me by. I've been lazy. I lack discipline.

Sure, there are things that interest me, but I've never pursued any of it. I always say I want something more but I've never done anything about it.

Sometimes I don't blog because I feel like there isn't anything interesting going on. I've forgotten how to look for the interestingness in the little things. I've forgotten how it is to be awed. More importantly, I've forgotten how to share.

So yes, this may sound like an entry of self-pity, but it's also an admission. Admission is, after all, the first step to any kind of healing, yes?

The Inconvenience of the Relationship Status

Has anyone ever noticed how inconvenient it is to have a relationship status in big social networking sites like Facebook? Well actually the inconvenience lies, not so much in having a status per se but, in the need to update it.

Sure, I understand why people would love to broadcast that they are happily in a relationship, or that they got engaged or married even. Heck, I'll be the first to say that that's exactly what I did when Carlo and I became an item! But think about it...what if you all of a sudden things changed? And what if you want to keep it to yourself at first? Because on Facebook, or any social networking site, the moment that you publish a change in status, you can expect a barrage of comments faster than you can harvest your crops in Farmville.

Ok let's put it in more concrete terms: What if you and your partner decided to cool things off or call it quits after a significantly long time together, or worse, call off an engagement? How does one go about changing a relationship status "quietly" without the watchful eyes of gossip-mongers, without hurting family and friends, and without having to explain what happened to each and every well-meaning friend who commented?

The explanation really is the tough part. You want your press-release to be spared of agonizing details, but how does one go about that? Because really, no matter how you put it, breakups and endings are always sad, even if they were mutual.

I say owe no one an explanation. The only people that deserve an explanation are you and your significant other.

And I guess to be rhetorical and to answer my questions above, the only way to go about a "quiet" status change without the unnecessary attention would be to simply delete the account, and, as with any breakup, pick yourself up and start from scratch...with a new Facebook account. (This time try to leave the relationship field blank).