I woke up feeling awesome around 5 a.m. in the morning. Water was extremely cold as if you put three blocks of ice in it. That makes my blood alive every MWF (Monday,Wednesday and Friday) morning. Looking at my bag that morning, it was fully loaded because of the clothes I'll be wearing after class.

I planned to watch a gig of a friend band naming August Mayhem at PLM (Pamantansan ng Lungsod ng Maynila). Looking at the venue, it was well prepared by the organizers of the event. It looked like a mini Amoranto Stadium. The sound system were well set and the lights were cool. August Mayhem rocked PLM. They were damn great that night. Swear! They looked really awesome especially when they started rocking out on stage. They looked cute with their hairs as it covered their faces while banging their heads out. We, as their friends supported them all the way that night. And they even gave their best for us.
After that we headed to Tatay Matyu's spot in Tondo. It was the very first time I'd been there. In the middle of our drinking session, my mouth kept on talking a lot in a maximum tone as if the one I was talking to was located in the next street. Emperador made me my cerebrum out of control once again. I started conversing with them in English. That's one sign of my drunkenness and that made my drinking mates shown their amazing English accents, too. LOL :))

I believe I am a real person when I'm drunk. 

I've been telling everything about me, even my deep dark secrets. :O And since I was badly drunk that night, the present secret that keeps on giving heaviness on my chest was spilled out from my mouth . Of course, Matyu, as my "tatay-tatayan" in the clique couldn't helped himself to comment on that issue. I could see disappointment in his eyes while telling me things that made me feel better.

It was really embarrassing in my part that it made me cry a bucketful of tears. I started to realize everything in that moment even though Emperador kept running through my artery.

So far, it was the greatest mistake I've ever done in my teen years.

I don't want to hurt other people because of my incompleteness. And I don't even want to hurt myself, too. I am not blaming anyone why I got into this mess. It was my choice and no one is to be blamed.

At the moment, I am starting to stick to the fact that if you've committed a mistake, and you know it, then, just stop it. 

Once is enough, twice is too much, thrice and fourth time is intentional.

So just like in my first ever post here, I'll say this once again.
Cheating is an ugly, nasty business. Happy people don't cheat and they know how to use the word CONTENTMENT and apply it in their own lives.

Perhaps, I am feeling incomplete because I am lack Centrum. Maybe, taking it is the answer, what do you think? :]

PASSION

Writing. A task that completes the everyday life of a student, an action every literate person can do and an interest that improve one's creativeness.

Talkativeness is a trait that any individual could get and may have it until their last act on Earth. I seriously admit that i have that kind of trait. I am talkative verbally which annoys some people in my surroundings, unfortunately even the potential new ones.

Some people observe the way I deal with others since I was still a sweet tempered girl. They eagerly predict my future as a young woman sitting in front of the TV and telling the world on the latest current events. Unfortunately, I really didn't like the fact that they were seeing my future in that field because I believed that my heart sets to save the innocent people from crimes they never did and to give justice to those empty handed people with good hearts.
Yes, I dreamed of becoming a Lawyer.

Air changed its direction when I entered my freshman year in High School. I received Top 1 certificates in my English class for four consecutive quarters. It was an honor to my parents, of course. And honestly, it gave me extreme happiness every time I remember how my parents appreciated it with all their hearts.

At that moment, it made me think something, I knew that I excel a lot in English.

Close pals explained the value of English in our society and how it would affect my future. They even let me understand that taking Law is impractical.

It made up my mind and opened my heart in the field of Communication since almost everyone says that I'm fit for that. And so I promise to myself that I will be a broadcaster in the near future.

When I graduated High School my parents supported me in the field that I've chosen because they believe that I am in the right track. They can't wait to see me on TV.
College became another chapter in my life. I started a new and improved life compare to my high school years. I have been fond of teen magazines ( Candy, to be exact :] ). I have adored the manner of writings of those excellent Editor-in-Chief magazines.

Until one day, I woke up facing my computer and started creating an online diary called BLOG. This isn't my first blog ever. I created the first one in Friendster, so that my friends could be updated on the latest events in my life. I share it with them. However, I got too busy in life  and I wasn't able to update it for a very long time. That moment, I realized that deleting it could be the best decision and so I did.


It became a failure in my part because it felt like I was just only processing 30% of my brain everyday. And since writing is my passion, it lessens my creativity in the field that I am finishing at present.

Honestly, my professor in my major classes inspires me a lot in creating a blog again. I was able to read her posts a couple of days ago in the same site. She really inspires me even before.

Thanks to her! She plays the great part of me into venturing into my passion and hopefully will be my profession in the near future.

I am still a practitioner, so my apology if my words aren't that deep and if my posts seem shallow and senseless. If ever you'll find this blog pointless, I will just assure you that all the single word you'll read here came from my mind and those thoughts are not copy and paste from somebody's work.

CHEATING is a nasty ugly business, so why should I do that anyway? :D