Trajectory
trajectory (noun)
the path followed by a projectile flying or an object moving under the action of given forces. This entirely sums up the past week ever since leaving KMC. The trajectory of my life has changed completely. I mean, all the laughs and the memories with them vanished instantly. But obviously, the time spent thinking about all the bad things comes to mind because that's how I perceived the world. Duh. Before I end my day, I want to talk about how I don't want to be alone with my thoughts again. The last time I ruminated about things, it gave me a trip to the ER. After October 29, my life and my purpose in life became so blurred, I think I might need glasses. There are small things that make things worthwhile - like with Thea, Bby, Mama, and Love and Deepspace. I now also understand why I feel down in the dumps again, it's because I'm disappointed with my father. I don't know why I expected anything from him in the first place. With all my VISA requirements, I thought he would be more understanding and more helpful. Anyways, I'm not specifically writing about my whole life story again. I remembered why I wanted to write on my blog is that at the end of the day, people are really disappointing, aren't they? I mean, it's my fault for placing expectations on them in the first place. I don't know why I have this idealistic thought of them - as if they're a part of some otome game. I'm not the main character. I gotta remember that. Anyways, I bought a new book. It's Breasts and Eggs. I'm tired of being a people-pleaser. It sets me off now that I think of it. I remember all of the conversations that I had with Jackie and Elsi. all of them felt too forced or to menial for my tastes. It's because of Jackie. Her perception in life is too stubborn and strong that it doesn't allow other people's input to resurface. She always starts with, "Ako kasi" (In my case) or "Si Mike kasi" (In Mike's case). Honestly, I don't give a flying fuck about how you're doing in your life right now. I remember how that I felt when I was facing Joy Rish. I people-pleased her too hard, it was difficult to say no when I took the exam for Pru-life.
the path followed by a projectile flying or an object moving under the action of given forces. This entirely sums up the past week ever since leaving KMC. The trajectory of my life has changed completely. I mean, all the laughs and the memories with them vanished instantly. But obviously, the time spent thinking about all the bad things comes to mind because that's how I perceived the world. Duh. Before I end my day, I want to talk about how I don't want to be alone with my thoughts again. The last time I ruminated about things, it gave me a trip to the ER. After October 29, my life and my purpose in life became so blurred, I think I might need glasses. There are small things that make things worthwhile - like with Thea, Bby, Mama, and Love and Deepspace. I now also understand why I feel down in the dumps again, it's because I'm disappointed with my father. I don't know why I expected anything from him in the first place. With all my VISA requirements, I thought he would be more understanding and more helpful. Anyways, I'm not specifically writing about my whole life story again. I remembered why I wanted to write on my blog is that at the end of the day, people are really disappointing, aren't they? I mean, it's my fault for placing expectations on them in the first place. I don't know why I have this idealistic thought of them - as if they're a part of some otome game. I'm not the main character. I gotta remember that. Anyways, I bought a new book. It's Breasts and Eggs. I'm tired of being a people-pleaser. It sets me off now that I think of it. I remember all of the conversations that I had with Jackie and Elsi. all of them felt too forced or to menial for my tastes. It's because of Jackie. Her perception in life is too stubborn and strong that it doesn't allow other people's input to resurface. She always starts with, "Ako kasi" (In my case) or "Si Mike kasi" (In Mike's case). Honestly, I don't give a flying fuck about how you're doing in your life right now. I remember how that I felt when I was facing Joy Rish. I people-pleased her too hard, it was difficult to say no when I took the exam for Pru-life.
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