Sunday, January 02, 2011

Chasing Time

My first blog for the year. 2011 it is. Another year to fight my way through and figure out if I'd survive again without falling apart. Only that this year, I feel like I'm running after something..

I know the year never really ended happy, but as they say: "every new beginning is another new beginning's end". I couldn't recall how 2009 started for me, but I know it ended with fun and spontaneity. I guess that's probably why I started to have a blast in 2010. I don't remember how 2010 started for me either, I guess I was too busy being happy, taking every new experience, indulging myself in. It's been a wild year. And I was having the time of my life. But somehow, I don't think this year ended right for me. It feels like I don't want it to end yet, otherwise I'll be running out of time. And I wanted to write this one because I keep wondering why, why do I keep chasing on time?

The feeling of not being ready is right here. Like I don't wanna face another year of frustrations and negativity. I gotta hit that goal - it's the only thing I think I'm living for.. why does it have to be so damn hard for me? I'm not scared. I'm just... stupid.

I wanna do so many things, and they're bursting out of my chest, and yet, I can't seem to take them one step at a time. Like I need to hurry or i'll miss that bus; like I'm running out of time to solve a case before it gets cold. It's uneasy like that. The feeling of wanting to do things at the same time fills me like there's no tomorrow. I don't think I'm just too old for this world, but I guess I don't wanna be left behind either. Where I am right now, it's suffocating.. it's the same old routine; I wanna change it so damn bad. I've been in this cycle for 24 years of my life and I don't want the next 24 to be like it, no. I might sound like I'm probably gonna eat these words in the future.. but maybe, at least, give me this chance to say this now.. I want out of this cycle so damn bad.

Oh I don't know anymore. Am I going too far? Or am I too excited to see what's ahead of me? ..if there are ever good things in store. In all attempts, I always failed. It was probably the only thing I'm good at: failing. And getting my own self frustrated. Then I cry questioning why my life's like this. I think.. I'm too negative. I feel so helpless looking up at that shining star knowing I can never have it that easy; never knowing if that's even for me. I swear I've never felt so helpless like this in my whole 24 years of existence. No matter where my mind takes me, no matter where I look, there's nothing and no one on sight. It's a long and winding road.. and I don't even have enough gas to keep me going. It's so frustrating. And I can't help but be depressed about it. I'm running slow on faith and gasoline. Will I ever get there?

Well I can't just ask that question and not anything about it, yes, I'm there. But - how?? There's always that wall of barricades before I can even step a foot on. I know I can't just let fate decide and wait for it to take me to where I wanna be; it doesn't really work, no. Fate is fake. It's as frozen as a statue. And I've learned that you don't wait for fate, you make it. I don't know when my time to shine will be. Maybe I need to put on more effort, maybe it's just not for me; but I'd never really know if I don't try. And I wanna do it so bad! The only problem I guess is.. that I wanna do it NOW. I don't wanna wait for time; it feels like it's already past me; i gotta keep up and go; i don't wanna stop. Not until time itself tells me so..