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Calarephobia - noun - fear of calendars

I just came back from the airport. My dad took the 6:30 p.m. flight to Manila and he'll be back home in Dallas soon. It's so weird how 2 months can become 2 weeks;

and how 2 weeks can become 2 days;
and how 2 days can become 2 minutes in just a blink of an eye...

After sending my dad I off, I realized that I only have to more weeks here in Bacolod! OMG! I only have 2 - count it TWO - weeks left! Time flies SO fast! Would it kill the earth to slow down with it's rotations?! So, because of that sudden wake up call, I have developed Calarephobia (It's a word I made up... The word "calendar" originated from the word "calare"... Now that's you're new random fact of the day!XD), the irrational fear of calendars.

I really didn't want to go back to the Philippines for the Summer at first, honestly. I guess it's because I became accustomed to life in Dallas. But that was then. You see, one of my biggest fears was that I would eventually feel too at home during my stay... Mission accomplished. No matter how many times I move, Bacolod City will always be home for me. It will always hold a special place in my heart. It's just like that saying, "You can take the girl out of the jungle, but you can't take the jungle out of the girl."

I feel like everything just happened so fast. We just moved to Dallas, then we flew back to the Philippines for the Summer, my grandfather died UNEXPECTEDLY so my mom (Who by the way, was not planning on coming for a visit.) had to fly back to the Philippines too, after staying for about a week, mom and my aunt and uncles left, now my dad just left, then my sister and I will be the next victims! *horror music plays*

Coming back here was good idea. I have no regrets. I was able to see my friends. If I came back Summer 2008, they'd all be in college (I'm still a Sophomore in the States. crying ) and I wouldn't be able to see most of them. So I'm glad I was still able to spend loads of time with them. And since we came back this year, I was still able to hang out with my dear Lolo Vic before he passed away. God's timing is truly remarkable!

Don't get me wrong, I really do want to get back to Dallas. But it's just so hard to let go of things sometimes, y'know? I'm riding a roller coaster filled with different emotions. As much as I hate counting the remaining days my sister and I have left here in the Philippines, I know we're gonna have to go back. I take comfort in knowing that God has a reason for everything and that He has a plan for us. We'll just have to take advantage of the time we have left here.

XOXO,
princesspajie (",//< wink ->