Some things are best left to chance.
That thought above is what pretty much highlights what the universe is pretty much trying to teach me over and over and over again last week. See I've been eyeing somebody in the office lately and I have started to take matters into my own hands. I started timing my break schedules with his arrival or break scheds whereas before the both of us just always find ourselves locking eyes and the hint of surprise and whatever else his eyes seems to be telling me is there. Ever since I made an effort to increase the possibility of those moments to happen the more it backfired on me as I keep on getting misses; like if I had stayed 3 minutes more we would have been on the same elevator ride or something of that scene. Much to my dismay and disappointment and after a couple more hits and misses here and there I've decided to stop. I've decided to stay out of his way and stop eyefucking him so that he can stop fcuking the wits out of me with that mischievous smile. It's also a good thing that we would be switching to the opposite side of the floor on Monday so really I'd lost all the chances that I could have possibly have next week. and besides it's not like something can come up from this I mean come on look at me and then look at me some more. :)
If you would like change to happen, you can make change happen.
I've been on the bad awkward side of the situation whenever I am with my barkada due to some factors that cannot be determined properly and cannot be avoided but had to be lived by and accepted. I had just one day decided to make this comfortable for the both of us by making him feel and realize that I am a friend and there's nothing to act shit about. Project: trying to remove the awkwardness one moment at a time.
When they won't listen to you, it shouldn't mean you wouldn't to them.
I've been on a bad situation lately with my mom and I've asked my friend not to jump into the #pushMaureentomisery bandwagon. That person's been having issues
about things that person shouldn't be worrying about and insists on talking about it despite me asking to let it go for the time beimg. So there I was dong my best to understand and be annoyed and separate his/her issues from those at home though I feel like my heart can't take it anymore. Endgame? We were able to fix whatever differences and misunderstanding that he/she's been having towards me and my actions =HAPPY FRIDAY
There's always something new to learn about everyday.
