Maybe I’m not the richest kid in the world nor the smartest and the most beautiful, but I know that even the most minuscule blotch in the map can dream big enough. And I mean big—quarter-pounder- like- big… BIG. Huge. Massive. Enormous. Me? I’m nothing but a mere nudgehead who happens to be one of those map blotches who hates and loves things in this world at the same time and dreams absolutely just anything possible. Hmmm..
Did it ever cross your mind that someday you might own an international airport? No? Well… you’re a loser! Hahaha! NONONO. Kidding. I didn’t mean that. You see, I want to own an airport someday. I want to be in possession of numerous airplanes and private jets. I want to see my name painted along the landing strip so passengers will see my feeyownah as they arrive. Er. Scratch the last sentence. Okay, see, having your own airport doesn’t only mean MONEY but WORLD TRAVEL. Can you imagine yourself flying to different places you wish to go to, taking loads of pictures and congesting your Multiply with numbers of me-in-here, me-in-there, me-in-somewhere until your account curses you?! Can you also imagine yourself meeting different kinds of people from Ni Hao Mah to Konnichiwa to Bon jour to idjfbgjbogbibe (what the hell?!) and learning their languages to boast in your country?
Well, I’d love to.
Now, what about your own chocolate factory? Yeah, like that Charlie and the Chocolate factory thing with those mini people singing in chorus. Having your own choco fac means nonstop sweets and I know endless calories too but SCRATCH THAT! I’m trying to make a point here okay?! Okay. See, how would you want to have sweets served in front of you the way you want them to be? How would you want to have a sweet morning and nighttime? How would you also want to give free chocolates and candies to kids in your hometown and nearby cities especially during Halloween’s Trick or Treat and Christmas without spending a single centavo? Now that’s something nice. Hadiha. And isn’t it nice to have free sweets anytime you want especially when you need a picker-upper during your broken-hearted depressed or emo kuno days?
Well, I’d love to.
Okay. You might think I’m a bit going nuts but unfortunately for you, I ain’t going nuts. Point is, most of us stop right away of yearning things we deem impossible. But why? Why do we stop right away? We say, “tsk, imposible naman!” but hey, I can testify that anything is possible. If I want to own my own chocolate factory like Willie Wonka’s, why not? I can sure work hard for that. If I want to own an airport, then I must work harder! If I want to be a star, then I will show what I got and work for it.
It all comes down to saying never let things make you think that certain things are impossible. I have realized this last night and see, I’m now more open-minded to things I want to do and I now have a clearer vision of my future.
You, fellow blogger, what are your most possible unbelievable dreams? Go and share!
I decided to move it close to me so I could taste this yellow-colored-something a bit. I held the tall slim glass and felt as if its chilliness was running through my sacred veins. It was unbelievable. And I moved it close to me. So close to me.
The first touch.
I positioned the straw in my mouth. Then I sipped a little.
I sipped again. Then as it gushed deep inside me, I felt the refreshing chill of this yellow-colored-something as if telling me every little detail about it for the first time. It tasted so sweet and the taste was remarkable. I loved its texture, I loved everything about it.
Getting to know each other better and deeper.
That was when I fell in love with it; and that very day commenced my undeniable liking for this special yellow-colored-something. I became totally obsessed with it. Everyone around me needed not to ask me what I wanted. It was the only thing I wanted. My comfort.
Then memories started building up in my constipated mind. I had bad stuff going on around me while I’m with IT. IT didn’t like it. And I didn’t like IT to be involved.
It came the point that every time I’m with IT, my stomach would cringed as some recollections of some bad things invaded my mind. Then that’s when I realized I had enough. It’s time to end this special bond.
I ditched IT. I didn’t bother looking at it anymore every time I went through a carte du jour. In fact, I completely kicked the once yellow-colored-something out of my life. It only gave me the creeps.
Then I found my pink-colored-something. And I know I will be forever in love with this new penchant of my life.
I coined this pink-colored-something as the STRAWBERRY DAIQUIRI.
And my past, my yellow-colored something, is none other than the Ripe Mango Shake.
But later on, I got problems with the rehearsal schedules conflicting with other activities I have in school. I knew that it’s all about time management, so I tried and gave the whole thing another chance. But by the end of the day, I would just be worn out by how tedious my daily schedule was going.
I didn’t want to give up the chorale because I loved the chorale! I loved being a part of a choral group, I loved music, and I loved learning about music. But see, no matter where I see it, I had to let it go. So I started ditching the rehearsals until I officially quit the chorale. See, maybe I was given that big opportunity for me to realize and find out that I have to prioritize things. Who knows if there will be better opportunities for me out there? A better avenue for my music passion? Well…
Anyway, anyway, anyway, here’s something I want to share to with you. Here’s my uber cute cute cutie lil’ bro Jari with Tita Shao’s [his mom] beautiful poem:
While everybody in the neighborhood is asleep,
I do believe that good things come when you least expect it or, at least, at some stage in the most ghastly circumstances of your life ever. I have been, in the past few weeks, in waves of euphoria, several disappointments, and unexpected disasters, but see, I'm still here kicking and still in utmost bewilderment. Phew.
Okay, last last week, I got an enrollment confirmation for BS Biology [can u still remember? Haha]. We tried pushing our littlest luck for AB but to no avail [yet]. So I only got bio in hand to secure a place in UST. Apparently, I was able to enroll myself on time for Bio and in fact had been almost ready for June by then. I was happy being a legitimate Thomasian finally, but it was not easy shrugging off the fact that I never liked being in Bio in the first place, for being in Bio settles my future as a Med student-- which I certainly know is not where I see myself after graduating in college. Since I thought there's nothing I can do but acknowledge my fate, I tried accepting my doom with white uniform neatly draped in clear plastic on my right arm, and moved on with life.
After the enrollment, I went to province to fix some things I left there. Unfortunately, a day after my arrival, an unanticipated mega-storm hit the province like unforgiving drug-induced psycho assassin, dubbed Cosme. Imagine, I was there right then and there when roofs were flying like huge migratory birds, when trees and plants were being rooted out like tumbling bowling pins, when the second level of our house were going ballistic as we feared the worst, when it felt like tomorrow would never come to us as the night seem to go in a very dawdling pace,.. Yes, I was there. I was in Pangasinan. And I was scared. It was traumatic.
When morning came, going outside was even scarier. The sight of the storm's aftermath was unbearable. The once happy and peaceful town became a ghost town in just one night. It was as if I wasn't in the place I thought I was. It made us all cry. What happened ruined our hearts.
I haven't recovered yet from another traumatic experience, when I received a message from Dad saying I needed to go back to the city right away. I was livid. I was livid by how inconsiderate these people were, they didn't have any idea how difficult living had become for us and how difficult it was as well to revamp the damages. But I had no choice but return to Manila right away.
I was asked to go to UST to, for the last time, try for a slot in the AB college. Unfortunately, College of Commerce turned me down for there were no more slots available. When we decided to try for Arts and Letters, we were asked to talk to the assistant dean. Of course, that was luck. When I got to talk to Mam Tabirara, AB's assistant dean, gates of the good heavens opened like kaboom!. Since there were no more slots available for ComArts, the one I want to pursue if ever I got in in AB, the only choices I had were Sociology, Literature, Economics, Philosphy, and Legal Management. I weighed Economics and Legal Management. But since I considered LegMa right from the beginning, I didn't hesitate.
So there you go, after working for my transfer in AB, I'm now an official Artlet-- signed Fiona Megan Q. Decano, AB Legal Management. Does that scare me?? HAHA. I know, I know, Biology is royal. But see, I can't be anymore happier.
So I guess this is Goodluck to me now. Haha.
Just go to http://www.candymag.com/, log in or register then,
Oh by the way, on Friday, I'm going to UST for my Bio Enrollment. Apparently, that AB assistant dean advised us that I enroll first in Bio then if my name would appear on some list [what list ?!] the AB would release by May 21, then I shall pull out my Bio enrollment and pursue AB. Phew. Explained it way simple but it is way way WAY complicated actually.
Thank you so much, and stay happy. Ü
You will always be my mom... I love you so much.