Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

     In life, we sometimes go through times when we immediately want things that needs time to be achieved or things that need some saving up on, making us fail to realize that sometimes the littlest things are what matters. Just now, I'm glad to finally wake up and stop wishing on the grandest things in life for now but just really, finally appreciate the simplest yet greatest things that happen to me everyday no matter how shitty life is. 

Yes, of course this wasn't a perfect month, it was actually the slowest one I've had but wonderful things happened to me.

After 4 months of missing UST and weeks of missing my friends, I finally got the chance to go back to thee Alma mater with them and even have ice cream and karaoke afterwards. Can't explain how happy I was that day! 

YES YES YES YES AND ANOTHER YES!

I finally got my copy of "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" by Jonathan Safran Foer!

My friends have been teasing me when I told them the book's title has sexual innuendo. LOL.

Thank you Fully Booked Gateway for this! I've been looking for it all my life! 

I have this pair of slippers I've kept for almost 3 years since it was a debut gift from two of my 18 roses.

Yes, it was expensive but what mattered to me most is that it's so comfortable and it came from them.

Just this Sunday, I accidentally dropped them somewhere since I changed footwear in the car.

I was so sad and Papa felt so sorry for me.

The next day, Papa got me these pink slippers.

I know they may not be that expensive or comfortable, but what's important is that it came from the numbah one man in my life. I love you Poppa! Yer the best!

In other news, NEWS ANCHOR NA AKO!LOL.

 I just chose this photo so express how TGIF-y I felt yesterday since I was given the chance to write the take one script for our news program, News on Q! 

Pareng Doy even said "Ikaw ung kauna-unahang news writer sa batch na napili para magsulat ng buong AV script ng Take One sa isang news program! High five man!" 

And really, I was smiling the whole night!

Yes, the script may have been edited but I'm still thankful for the privilege and the trust. 

Okay this blog is too long! I hope you also had a great month!

Let's hope for greater ones to come!

Money Car Cat

So I went to work in this condition: 

That made me look like this moving figurine ( except that in this photo, its paw is not moving) 

But I had no choice since my wrist was broken and I had it massaged yesterday by Aling Auring as she told me that it should be wrapped with a bandage and stayed dry until Tuesday.

As I entered the Newsroom doors, everyone kept on asking what happened to my arm and I keep on telling them over and over the truth.

But still, a few stubborn yet funny officemates kept on speculating stories as to what happened:

Ate Catha: Nako, nag-away ba kayo ng ex mo, sinapak mo siya kaya ka napilay no? 

A boss from the Video editing room: Boxingera ka na pala ngayon? 

Another boss from the same room: Sinong inaway mo kagabi? Tsk grabe ka kababae mong tao.

Doy: EMO. *evil laugh* 

Kuya Phil: NAGBREAK KAYO NG BOYFRIEND MO NO TAPOS NAGLASLAS KA. 

And one officemate even said: Anong nangyari sa kamay mo? (Me telling him the truth) Tara, baliin din natin ung isa para pantay! 

Sooooo....there. I spent the whole day answering their questions and trying to write quietly praying that other people would just not notice it. 

I'm just thankful that I only had it wrapped for one day, and tomorrow I will be a normal person again :)

Changes.

       My days started at 1:30 a.m. as people on the side of my world are still tucked in their beds, sleeping soundly and clueless of my awakening thoughts.

As a new day unravels before me, every breathe, every movement and strike of the morning breeze reminds me of how my life has changed in just a couple of days .

I just came from a very heart-wrenching break up that I don't even know how long it would take for me to heal.

I also work every Tuesday and Thursday morning for another news program to keep me busy, take my mind off things and lessen my urge to cry.

On the brighter side of things, I’m receiving a new "baby" besides Alex and Adam. She's candy red and I'm naming her Amber. She's actually one of the greatest things that's keeping me sane these days aside from my family and friends.

God really suprises me every day.

 I can't believe how he's been kind to me, trying to balance my life and giving me reasons to hang on and move onwards as I fight for life .

I actually don't know what might happen to me for the next days or months, but all I know is that I am putting my life in His hands, trusting Him more than I have ever done before.

I would let go and let God as people would usually say, and watch my life unfold like a book that's waiting to be read.

I can’t wait!

Martin

I'll see you soon. :)

27

Dear 27-year-old me,

Hello there!

I had a rough, sad day today and I'm just wondering how you are. I have my period (does your monthly visitor come regularly now?), I'm feeling pretty emotional and I didn't feel like working today, but I'm pretty sure you've surpassed all this so here I am just going on with life.

What have you been up to lately?

Are you still working for same network doing the same thing? Are you now a reporter, or have you taken your master's degree and then tried applying as one? Do you still live here or you have migrated to another country like some of your friends?

 Are you still in touch with Chrisannielle and The Jeep? Are you still as friendly as I am now that you've gained much more friends?

Do you still meet up with your mama and papa? Is Kuya Noel married now and is Kuya Albert almost done with priesthood? 

Are you married to the man I love right now and have two wonderful kids with him?

Are you still who I am now; do you still laugh so loud and not care whoever can hear it? Do you still do crazy things and not regret them after? Do you still cry or smile as much as I do now? Have you done right things in your life? Have you done the things you've really wanted to do?

Are you the person you've always wanted to be when you were still at my age?

No matter what your answers are to my questions, there's one thing I want to be sure of.

I hope you are happy. Truthfully, honestly, f*cking happy.

And always remember that no matter what you've become and who you are, I will always love you.





P.S. I hope you're much wiser now.

Love,

21-year-old me

Amnesia

I’ve been repeatedly drawing eyes on any piece of paper I see, trying to capture your eyes and how they look at me as they pierce and lay right through my soul.

A hundred attempts and pieces of paper and I still can’t do it.

You’re gone. I’m gone.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror.

There's no turning back.

Weh?

Saw this "I Write Like" analysis on my friends' blogs so I also tried it.

I write like
Charles Dickens

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

I got this result twice.

 

I write like
Stephen King

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

 and then I got this.  How I wish I could be great writers like them.