rêves d'une âme perdue: inclined confusion

I definitely needed the refreshment.

It has been a long time since I have been able to look beyond the darkness surrounding me. My moods have been terrible over the past few weeks.

I attribute the recent change to my dearest friends. I really do not have many anymore. 

Minhchau calls these people her inner circle. I cannot think of another way to term to describe them.

You meet different people throughout life. They fit into different categories: casual acquaintances, coworkers, classmates, housemates, annoying drunk people, etc. There are the ones you spend time with because you adore them, but they cannot understand you. You know this and you keep yourself separated from them. You stay distanced. Then, there are the ones who see your heart. They peer into your soul. They completely connect to your thoughts and inner-most feelings. They completely understand your sentiments. They leave you with a profound feeling of awe for how much someone can just get it. 

Christina has been trying to save me from of my depression. I love her to bits for always being there. She gives me constant love and support. I know I can be scary sometimes. But she accepts me for my flaws. She encourages me to work on myself: morally, spiritually, and socially. I am trying.

I miss being excited about the endless possibilities of life.

With Minhchau, we talked about our families, our heritage, our goals, and our relationships. We talked about where we came from. We focused on our parents: their past, their current lives, their happiness, their endless expectations. Their unconditional love. We talked about what we have accomplished and where we want to be in life. We acknowledged our inspiration. We reminded ourselves of why we work so hard. We reflected on our personal growth. How much we have matured. We pondered over the challenges to come. They are unknown. They are scary. We tried to imagined the future, but couldn't. 

Every time we meet for a chat, she gives me a renewed sense of life. I love it.

Some relationships are just that beautiful. I am utterly grateful to have these two women in my life. I cannot thank them enough for their endless love.

Disregarding the 4,000-or-so miles between us, the boyfriend and I have managed to have two dates together (so far!). Our first date took place during his first week away. We watched Through the Wormhole, since we were unable to watch it together before he left. The anticipation for the first episode has been building since he bought the entire season!

Our second date was supposed to be on one of those month marks :P I had to work over the weekend to help with sampling at the lab. K asked me to check for a package that he was expecting that day. Knowing him, I assumed it was some bulk order of gadgets from ThinkGeek. And our professor invited everyone to dinner, so I told him that I'd have our housemate sign for it.

I came home to a vase of flowers. Sadly, I didn't spot it until an hour later. I rushed to my room without turning on the lights in the living room, hoping to catch the bf online, but he had disappeared. Sulked in my room for a bit before seeing the surprise downstairs.

stir, stir, stir the curry!

We had to reschedule our second date because he fell asleep.. -_____- SIGH. Uber fail. We still managed to cook dry curry together :]