My life, that was fabulous a few days before, was now drowning in the pool of pure agony. And surprisingly, the pain was not even limited to the physical aspects. I was going through intangible emotional turmoil.
Without my will, I had cut all my loose ties with Sebastian. I should be happy, or at least relieved, but sadly, I was not. I learnt that it was not so great to be hopeless and I should live without lament. I was constantly trying not to let him evade my thoughts and then failing at it and regretting everything in the end.
The next few days went in a blur. I haven’t heard from Sebastian since the night; I blocked him two weeks ago.
I tried to avoid mentioning his name in front of my friends and left out any ongoing discussions regarding the their company during family dinners.
I told Tiffany what I did to Sebastian. Though she scolded me a bit for it, in the end, she turned out to be
We all need a new beginning to challenge ourselves so life won't turn into a dull and bland show. Just like everyone, I also aimed for a new beginning. I do not doubt how much people wish to live a life that I have now. I was always grateful for my lineage and the privileges that came with it. But very recently this privileged life made me think like I was getting everything without even wasting a breath. At twenty-three I feel like I need to revaluate my life itself. I graduated with a degree in business marketing but never went ahead to pursue it. I took art classes but never sold or displayed my pieces. Instead, just like the free spirit that I am, I went ahead with my hobby of travelling and exploring the world. Even though I earn enough money for myself from the c
The week went in an absolute blur. The news of me agreeing to intern at Sebstelivia Corporation was becoming real with every passing second. I was going through a total rainbow of emotions. Nervous, anxious, excited, confused, afraid. You name it and I have gone through it. Amid it all, I was still trying to keep my sanity in check or at least trying and failing in between. I was keeping myself busy with planning and preparing my exit from Boston to New York. Though the distance was not that far and I have gone way far ahead and travelled the world, it was still my first time to be away from home for such a long time. Mom has told me that I
It was true that packing could be a pain to deal with. At one moment it makes you feel so excited and the next moment you would scream at top of your lungs cause you are not packing enough or you have packed too much. Believe me when I say that I was going through the same thing right now. My apartment was a mess. I felt twisted up in my messed-up life. I was picking up something to pack, such as a lovely outfit, one moment and then throwing it out of the suitcase the next. Yes, I picked it up again and put it away. It's just another lovely top, after all. Like a Bridezilla, I was becoming a ‘travel-zilla' for sure. Thankfully, Jessica and Tiffany
Ryan and Jess left a few minutes before the security check. Jess was teary eyes and hugged me tightly until Ryan had to forcefully separate her grip. I have never seen my sister this sad because of me ever. For God's sake, I do travel blogs for life! I hugged Ryan as well. And comically warned him that if he hurts Tiffany ever then he should mentally prepare himself to face my wrath. To which he just rolled his eyes. I know how much he loves Tiffany so I was not worried about them at all. I asked both Jess and Ryan to take care of mom and other family members and keep me posted with every little update. After bidding my family with an aching heart and a little teary-eyed, I composed myself and went for the security check.
If you thought packing your pieces of stuff was difficult then wait until you start to unpack. I sincerely regretted calling packing a bitch. At least with packing, I had Tiffany and Jessica to seamlessly sort my things out. But here in a new place, I have no one to help me with it. A sudden thought crossed my mind where I felt like considering hiring a house help for the apartment. Honestly sitting cross-legged in between these piles and piles of unpacked boxes made me realise how much unpacking can be the true queen bitch. I was going through a major missing my packing fairies, Tiffany and Jessica. The money that I have in my account minus the gifts from my family was enough to hire a house help for three months. Even though it seemed feasible, somewhere I was feelin
'I was in a rush' would be an understatement of the century. I was frantic and on the verge of losing myself in a panic attack. I was already feeling horrified at being so fashionably late. Take a deep breath Tina, it's okay, you will manage somehow. It's just the first day, not the end of the fucking world. I tried consoling myself throughout my panic state. I didn't have the luxury of blow drying my hair properly. I couldn't find my hairdryer because I couldn't remember where I put it. I was able to dry it using the towel and the sunlight streaming in through the windows. With the record-breaking rate of the world’s shortest shower, I dashed in and out of the bathroom within a few minutes. &
My first day at work will begin from this moment onwards. Without causing any further delay I sprinted towards the glassy building. Before I could run inside, I was halted on my way by the security. "Do you have an appointment with someone here?" The guard asked. Dressed in a dark suit and a stoic expression, the large burly man appeared quite menacing. I guess that's why he was hired for Security. His name tag read Earl Martin, Chief security. "I will be starting working here from today onwards." The guard gave me a suspicious look. I did not mind honestly because I understand it's a part of his job. Earl asked for my company-issued ID card and s
There are so many moments in life that make you feel regretful for your actions. In the end, you end up making an ass of yourself. Well, what can I say but I am a pro at embarrassing myself in front of others. Now I can seriously relate myself to that line. Yeah talk about embarrassing yourself and I would raise my hand to vote it as my favourite topic. Well, this was my moment of downfall. I was deeply regretting my actions. My regrets may turn back around to shove me deep into the ocean and sink into oblivion just like the damn Titanic. If you are thinking why am I being so dramatic? Then the answer is very simple. I mean there's a reason why my friends call me a drama queen and I certainly do live up to that name I guess. Don't judge me cause you would be doing this too if you were in my position for now. I just can't bel