Make Me Cry.

But no, not like those damnfuck-I-want-to-die type of wailing. I just want to tear up, and let go of the different emotions running through my veins. Give me a Nicholas Sparks novel, an award-winning Filipino drama flick, or even just a hit-home quote. I need them tears in my eyes like I never needed them before. Actually, I don't think I've ever needed this before.

So why now? In the middle of summer vacation, in the middle of my Singapore trip gig (as a mover), right before I go to Malaysia, I feel the oddest mood of melancholy. I guess, it's just all about the changes that's about to come. Or some (actually, one) that has already come and, well, gone. Everyone hates changes after all, and as much as I want to be unique and different, I can't exempt myself from everyone in this case.



I'm sure you'll hear about the changes in this blog further down the road. But I just can't let this specific change get away. I know, it's been around 4 days since the send-off, (I was able to catch up Saturday night, by the way) but I guess it hasn't sunk in until just recently. Thirteen people. Gone. Thirteen people not being able to stay at the Veranda for some time now. God, I'll miss them, you know. I'll definitely miss Pasty's market vendor gossip voice, Myra's high-pitch screams, Cindy's unique and masculine way of walking, Nica's crazy antics, and Dina's, well, being Dina, among other things. There's so much I want to say but I just can't find the words to type.

But I know what not to say - goodbye. Because there's never a good thing in saying bye. And hey, I'm sure this won't be the last. It just can't be.

I apologize for this clusterfuck of a blog. I needed an outlet, and for the mean time, these thoughts should remain. Better get ready for more posts such as these, for this is just the beginning of many more rants and clusterfucks to come.

Chill.