Thursday is the Day!

08-27-2009 Thursday

I woke up at around 9 this morning, feeling quite good. This will be the day that I go back to work and when I get off from work tomorrow morning, I'm gonna head straight to Alex's.

I went to the kitchen and my gramma told me that she plans to go to a friend of hers later today to ask around if someone might need a cook or something. I know this is gonna come. She's starting to look for a job again. I told her no, you don't have to work anymore, I'll find a way. I slumped at a chair beside my mom, who eats quietly. I doubt she's even concern that my gramma is trying to look for a job again while she continues to be useless to us.

I thought of my plan to not go home and that keeps me from being mad again. Not today, I said to myself, just bare with it for one more day. I quietly stuffed some clothes in my bag yesterday while they're busy, so they don't have any idea. I plan to tell my gramma later anyway before I leave. She knows whenever I runaway from home, and she also knows the reason behind it. We had an understanding that goes deeper beyond just being grandma and granddaughter. I'm gonna miss her but she'll be fine, I know she trusts Alex and Alex will take care of me anyway. Besides, I plan to go home this Sunday. Alex has a job and I can't stay at that house alone.

I don't really care if most of you will consider that running away is similar to being a coward, but I've always cared less of what others think of me, I know myself better than anyone and whatever it is that lies ahead, I've learned to deal with it in my own way, without any reluctance and regrets.

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