So I've been back from Melbourne for a few days now but I've just been avoiding writing altogether for some reason. I can't seem to get into it. It's most likely writer's block. Anyhow, this piece was written on the place during the flight from Sydney to Melbourne and I started to type it in my blackberry (hence the date) but then I wrote way more than I anticipated and reverted back to my good ol' notebook.
Here we go.. (I don't know what brought upon this mood either)
There are times in life when you want someone around you. Someone to be with you. Hold you. Love you. Respect you. But most importantly, accept you for who you are. Accept the things you've done in the past and be glad that it's made you the person you are today.
Other times in life, you just want to be alone. To be left alone. Not consult anyone for advice. To be independent. And just going for it.
Kind of like the way I feel right now.
As I sit on this plane by myself, I feel content. I'm happy with the way things have turned out for me thus far. Some things I'd like to forget, but for the most part, life is good. To be happy is the most important thing in life, isn't it? Moreso than money and love? (I know many people would argue with me on that, but each to their own. These are my opinions, remember?)
For those in my life who see me regularly, you'd know that there isn't a day that passes where I'm not smiling. And it's crazy to think that people have asked me time and time again, 'Why are you so happy?'.
What they don't know is, sometimes, those smiles are masking certain feelings. Hiding certain emotions. But I do my best not to let it show - at least not to those around me who know me as the girl who loves to write and is always smiling hehe
I admit, I do tend to not disclose the information that has me feeling the opposite of happy. I've learnt a lot about myself during the past couple of years, like when I'm happy, I'm easily persuaded to let others know the reason behind my smile... just to share the positive vibe around.
When I feel that first cut, however, I tend to be a little quieter throughout the day, waiting for the moment when I'm in my room. Alone. Then depending on how much it hurts, I'll either hide under the covers and try to forget, or I'll turn on my laptop, let the feelings brew and start writing. And I usually won't stop until I've let it all out.
Few people pick up on my mood (when this happens) but most don't and that's okay.
Right now though, I'm not feeling like that at all. I'm feeling content, excited, nervous, curious and I'm patiently waiting for a certain someone to answer me back.
I'm on the plane on the way to Melbourne, but as much as most people in my life think it's just another holiday, it's moreso a trip for me to meet the team of people I've recently started working with. I'm part excited, part nervous about it - only because I want to make a good impression. Coz well, the first impression counts doesn't it? Hopefully all will be okay...
As for that certain someone? That particular individual is back in Sydney and has no idea that I'm on my way to Melbourne (unless they decide to stalk my Facebook!). But if they are ready to give me an answer, I guess I'll have to wait til I'm back in Sydney to hear what they have to say.
Til then, I'm ready for whatever Melbourne has to offer me.
I'm out.
Peace yo.
chauie