Modern Day Shakespeare: Waking up.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Waking up.

Good day to all of you.

I'm awake, after 15 weeks. Yes, I've been asleep all these while.
The past fifteen weeks have been the most perfect dream I have ever had in my entire life. I got into a relationship with a wonderful girl. I made new friends, physically and mentally better myself through all the trainings I got in camp, became a better person, and got some allowance from the government for serving the nation.

It was a dream that lasted only fifteen weeks because I woke up on 180912. I became single all over again on that fateful date. You're probably wondering what the hell, right? If not, okay.
Um, I have no idea. I'm in the same shoes as you, wondering what went wrong, and if all of it was a joke. What started out so dreamy, a start that was so perfect I couldn't ask for more, ended silently. Ended so cold and so sudden, it caught me off guard.

I don't really have much to say, but I know I'm a little thankful for the past fifteen weeks. Thankful for all of the memories made, the firsts, the lasts, and thankful for just being able to experience what it was like to be in a relationship. What is was like to actually fall in love, and also to fall out of it, for real.

For now, I'm thankful that my BMT phase is coming to an end. I'm glad that I've overcame everything, the route marches, the trainings, the punishments, the disappointments, my own limits and every other thing else which includes the heartache. I'm thankful for my family because they helped me get through the tough times. What i'm not thankful for is my own birthday, and all the other celebratory events that are coming up. It was supposed to be tickets for two, it was.

I leave the relationship with regrets, having not done more. But I take the failure as a push, to get myself back on track in life.