Pains

It is disconcerting how calm I am waking up today. This despite the untoward turn of events last night. I thought I would break down and not recover when I learned of two terrible news, one after the other, in just the span of an hour.

First was the fight that started from little quotes in text. In hindsight, I suppose what went wrong is the fact that we do not share the same sense of humor. For what was a pure and simple joke from my part apparently wasn't so for the other. That I now understand. Something was said and we have two different ways of interpreting it. One is not necessarily wrong if you take their point of view. I still say that I didn't think of any and all of the implications that were said. On the other hand, I get that from the other's perspective, it could very well have been that. And sad as it may be, I don't think it can be reconciled. Sad.

Then, still distraught, I received the next news. My cousin, who has a third eye, had another premonition–of death. 

Unstable as I was when I received the news, I nearly broke down. She has predicted that an airplane will crash few years ago, and on top of that she predicted two deaths in our family. In all instances, she was correct.

An instant conference call among my cousins and me ensued. We were all scared, trembling even. We decided to go to church together. Today. At St. Jude's Chapel. I don't think our family can take another blow this year. And we only have our prayers to fight with.

On top of these two heart-wrenching news, I have two job interviews today. One after the other. I hope I have been trained well enough not to show my emotion during these critical times. 

I hope everything goes well (with you). 

I hope the premonition is wrong this time.

I hope I can live a life I so desperately deserve.

So, once more, I can truly be happy.