Choices

When people ask me to define love, I say, "Love is like handing someone a gun, having them point it at your heart, and trusting them to never pull the trigger." (Sponge Bob)

When they ask me why I laugh at my mistakes and even write them with pride in my blogs, I say, "I'm not crazy. I just don't give a damn!" (Daffy Duck)

When one time I was conducting a group activity, a student asked what road sign I love the most, I said, "I like dead end signs. I think they're kind. They at least have the decency to let you know you're going nowhere…" (Bugs Bunny)

And when for the nth time a friend would ask me what do I get from writing, I'm not even sure if there are good old souls out there visiting my site, I just smile and say, "Kung gusto mong maging manunulat, eh di magsulat ka. Simple." (Bob Ong)

And last night when Eva said she wants to quit from her work because nobody believes in her, her boss got mad at her, she doesn't even have friends at her agency, and she's crying like hell, I said, "Either you stay to prove your worth or you quit and just show them you're a loser, you have to strive for your happiness." (MY original)

My CHOICES: I remained believing in love. I continued spicing up my mistakes and rewriting my life, accepting failure but keep on dreaming until words would fade into thin air.

Nov 21, 2007

Downpour of Blessings Called Friendship

Yesterday I was talking about reminiscing good old college friends whom I have lost contact after graduation. Tata, or in long, Teresa Ann T. Aboy, now Herrera appreciates the magic of google -- the reason why she found me. We have texted almost half the day to update each other's whereabouts. We can't just end off our questions and recollection of memorable days in college.


Then she forwarded me Issa's number. I mean, Karissa Vera-Tan. Words just spilled out like we used to. Though by now, we're all busy with work. Unlike before, we have the whole day and the whole night just chatting like we haven't seen each other for years.


Tata is now a school administrator of a pre-school. While Issa had her Montessori training after college and now a full time mom and maintains teaching toddlers in the comforts of her home.


Yeah... now I believe that dreams really do come true.


After all, as Tata said... "We indeed have grown wiser."


And being wise is following your dream. Being not afraid to live out your own legend.


Thank you guys for the friendship!
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

hey

Do you have their numbers?

I would love to text/ call them too....sniff...sniff

By the way I am getting married this April- gulat ka ba? :)

Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Anonymous said...

hey

Do you have their numbers?

I would love to text/ call them too....sniff...sniff

By the way I am getting married this April- gulat ka ba? :)

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

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