Get Busy

Now for the blog's nth cliché, I think I'm in love with the idea of being in love. It's better to think this way so that the hurt won't be too painful in the process. So I'm keeping myself busy. Tomorrow, I will try to call that number for swim lessons. Even if my body muscles are still aching, I will Body Combat to the gym at least thrice a week. I already bought plane fares to my hometown and my high school city for a vacation in July and August, respectively. I will tag along in my former department's Baguio outing next weekend. I will go out with my friends in the bar district tomorrow night. I have to be busy for me to forget what I feel about love. A friend sent me a Neil Gaiman quote about love and it pretty much sums up what I feel at present.

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love". ~ Neil Gaiman

Ouch. Somebody take me out of the blues! For one, you can suggest an activity for me to do during the two-month break. Anything! Anybody!