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Today is a day of firsts.

A beautiful start to the year by waking up and just praising the goodness and blessings bestowed upon me by God.

A walk with a dear friend, talking about another year ahead of us, full on uncertainties and strong borders already determined for us. A shift from being a teenager to the big two-oh, and of being 21. ;)


Classes for the first time on New Year’s day!

Developing faith and using the gifts He’s given me to the fullest, and praying for more opportunities, for His wisdom to help me more and more, to reach out and expand His kingdom.


And then it was going to the Carnival in India! :) Taking the ferris wheel with someone well cared for, and just enjoying each and every moment.


Dinner at Dishes. :)

And it ends with a rowdy wonderful bunch of friends, singing and dancing together. The first step to the unknown, and walking back brimming with laughter, and memories that will never be forgotten.


Ah, 2011. You’ve proven to be full of surprises indeed.

What’s going to come tomorrow?

P/S: There’s also that struggle in my heart. Believing and yet not believing. But only time can tell, and 2011, I’m pretty impatient sometimes. But I’ll wait, and see how it goes.

Dream About The Sun

In the dark, we’ll be of the light. :)

Sometimes, when people ask me, “How’s life?” I have to take some time to think before I answer. And most of the time I’ll say, “Life’s.. Like that. With its ups and downs, and all the in betweens. It’s okay. Even if its not, it’s okay.”

So many things has happened, there are the fights, there are the screams, there is that inner turmoil bubbling to the surface every now and then.. But who doesn’t have those times? When life seems like its in the dirt, being kicked in the face, and all hope seems lost. I felt horrible for those few days, crying my eyes out.

But the thing about having bad days, is that along the way, there are good days too. Days that just make you smile on those bad days. When life feels wonderful, the sun seems to be shining that bit brighter, and nothing can bring you down. Not on that day. Those days came by too, and it was awesome.

So when they ask, “How’s life?”

“Well. My life in 2010 is ending, but 2011? It’s going to be another roller coaster ride. Screaming at the round-abouts, and downs, but laughing all the way to the top.” :)

And I’ll enjoy every single moment of it.

Thank God for another day I’m breathing and living.


Oh! And here’s my 2011 New Year Resolution!

Here’s to more ice cream in both sad and happy times!

More crazy drawings in class, and crazy adventures everywhere. ;)

Writing more.

Growing up even more. I’ll have to be able to think and not be so dense. I keep walking myself into situations! Thank God for the strength He provides me in those times, haha.

Fall in love. (Maybe.)

You see, it’s going to be, LEGEN, wait for it, DARY! (It never works when you write it down.)

To all those reading this, have a great last few hours of 2010, and make 2011 a blast. :) See y’all there.

P/S: Oops! Haha. How could I forget?

*I’m to be a better student!
*I want to go skydiving!
*Bungee-jumping!
*Debate moreee. :(
*Read more!
*Sing more. :D
*Go for a concert.
*Talk to you more often across the seas. ;)
*Travel India. :)

The End.

Thats Just It

Once upon a time, I wanted to write a fantasy story about a love that could never be. It was meant to be tragic, heartwrenching, damn good.

In fact, I’m still writing it. But its evolved far more than what it was meant to be in the beginning. There are so many changes since then, and not only in the storyline. But in the people as well. That would include myself. Growing up can really make you see things in a newer perspective. You can really tell what’s changed, when your style’s changed as well.

One of the biggest differences? Something really funny. Back then, I didn’t really know what a crush was like. Seriously, I’m not even going to reveal my age when I first started writing that story, but yeah. I wasn’t all that young.

I still recall going on the forum and asking people, “How do you write about crushes? What are the emotions involved? The symptoms?” When I think back on this, I really wish I could turn back time and stop myself from asking senseless questions haha. So naive! But I really wanted to know, and I really wanted to write that really good story about a crush that turned to love, and yes, happy endings coupled with magic, fighting, and running. Oh, wow. Haha. What a story. You see it everywhere now.

Going back to that stupid question about crushes. Haha. I still have the answers saved from that forum somewhere in my laptop. :) It was a few pages long, with experience from people of all ages, all over the world. They were darn helpful, and I gobbled up every tidbit.

The way you get so excited seeing that someone you like.

Feeling happy for no reason at all, and loving the way they smile at you.

The way you count the moments they’re there, and the way you miss them when they’re not.

Thinking about what could be.

Thinking about them day and night.

The best part? I actually tried to incorporate all the little bits and pieces of every answer into my main character. It never did work out, because I didn’t really know how it was like then. It was like dumping a whole barrel of a weird fruit on someone, and asking them to make dishes with them. You don’t know how it tastes like, how it’s unique flavour would work with others, how to incorporate its scent into the dish. The same with trying to write down experiences you’ve never had.

It doesn’t work out. Not until you’ve had that touch. It doesn’t work out for all things, because some things you’ve never seen before, imagination can supply. Having a crush is not something imagination can help you out with. Because the breaking your heart part? Hard to imagine when you’ve never been hurt there before. :)

And now that I finally do?

Oh, having a crush is such a pain. Such a pain.

I’m going to forego it altogether in my story this time. ;)

And the point of this story? Nothing really. Just felt like it. Felt like announcing, that yes, you are finally dead to me. Oh, and NaNoWriMo‘s tomorrow, and there’s a quick spotter’s test on Tuesday, MTF test for Anatomy on Wednesday, Physio on Saturday and Biochem on Monday I think. Oh woe.

I’m still going to write though.

But maybe not about crushes anymore.

It just makes me realize how weird life is that the exact same moment that meant nothing to you, you meant everything to me.  Now I can’t forget, and you can’t remember.