Of Gratefulness, Relief and Stopovers

When I look back at what transpired last School Year, I can't help but smile and occasionally laugh at how I managed to make my life a tad short of being a telenovela. It's comforting to know that I am finally at the stage where I have allowed myself to not only heal but also be happy for that colorful page. This summer, I am officially back in the ballgame with no qualms for giving in again to another adventure. It wasnt that bad really, although I was emotionally unstable, this same instability helped me to realize my self-worth and my being excessively blessed. God saved me from an undoubtedly worse situation. Now, I can look in the eyes of the clueless characters of my Neverland and face them with the same warmth that I have been continuosly giving them.

Maybe love really is just around th corner, I just haven't made the right turn yet. "Tumingin ka lang sa paligid mo at marami kang makikitang iba." I should really begin listening to Carlo, he successfully predicted the end of my Neverland and be was there every step of the way... patiently smoking with me and sending me messages with great timing, especially when I find myself in the most depressing of situations. I should've listend to Ana when she declared that Tinkerbell is not the guy that she sees in my future long before I have decided to give him the power to affect me enormously.

Maybe love is lauging at me for being such a drama queen over a fleeting admiration that's meant o distract me from finding the REAL "HIM".

I'm in a place where other people would die to be in. I see life now not only as a journey but a journey filled with worthy stopovers meant to enrich me with more stories that I can share with people who are not as blesses with my gift of odd experiences.

Kumbaga, nagpunta lang ako sa Bora pero imbes na mag-plane o mag-ship, nilangoy ko. Yun na.