Wednesday, July 1, 2009

The One With the Bitterweet Night.

Have you ever been so sad, an elephant stomped on your chest?
And yet so happy, your heart wants to jump out of your chest?

As you know, my Djokovic took his bow at this year's Wimbledon a few hours ago.
And I'm still bummed with the results.
I've said a million times that it just hurts so much when you care so much for the game.
It makes you want to hug him on the screen when he starts shouting swear words to calm him down.
And each point he made makes you smile.
and oftentimes, makes you do the fist pump and the "hell yeah" hand raising when he scores.
Two or three of his matches finished at around 3.30 am. I stayed up late for him.
putting my review classes in jeopardy.
I was practically sleeping with eyes open in a couple of lectures.
I have been watching his every game since I came here to Manila to review.
from RG'09 to the Gerry Weber Open to Wimbledon.
I have two months of rest before It's US Open once again.
But anyways, it's all over now.
Everyone has to move on.
I have to move on.



And now with the happy thing. Career-wise.
Just this night.
My employer e-mailed me that I'm all set to be filed for an H1B visa.
Because the no. of visas didn't reach its quota yet.
I'm not sure. I'm still confused with the whole procedure.
At least, that's something that I could really look forward to.
I might be waving goodbye sa lupa kong sinilangan before the year ends.
*so crossing my fingers* for this.
I'm not putting my hopes too high though.
just so happy to know that I do.really. have a shot at this.

And to sum it up.
Maybe Djokovic losing to Haas is a sign.
Maybe I need to all the put all the childish things aside and grow up to be a man. (I Corinthians 13:11).
My future has been bulding up in a discrete manner.
But having a shot at working legally in the US and the pressure to pass the NPTE will be like a very big explosion for my part.
A turning point ought to be bookmarked.

so you see. Bittersweet.
it's. sweet >bitter.

time-check.
2:15 am. Good night/Good morning.

Paalam, Nole.
see you after two months.

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