To My Strongest Year Yet

The pattern looks nice, probably a crossover of a mermaid tail and coffee beans. Everybody’s probably minding their own business, and so do I. Honestly, I’m finding it hard to make a good intro so I’ll just cut the shit and say, happy new year, dearest!

My Instagram and Facebook posts would probably tell you that last year was my best year yet, which, I could say, is true. But just like any other insta-perfect shot or reaction-worthy caption, my best year yet was nowhere near perfect.

2018’s been great. I had a number of local travels and VIP concerts that are quite worthy to make myself feel validated. But probably Newton’s third law of motion simply just applies to a phase of your life in one way or another. A rise for a fall, a backward for a forward, a stop or a pause for a go, and maybe a yes for a no. You get the picture.

2018 wasn’t just about riding a plane, seeing the clouds, enjoying the sea, or rocking with my favorite bands. It was about self discovery, and how I’ve realized what really makes me happy and free. It was about telling the 15 year-old me that I must be proud of the woman I have become 10 years later, because my silver year became the gateway of a living dream. Or so I thought.

While almost everybody was anticipating their colorful plot twist when 2018 was about to end, I got mine, just not the colorful one that everyone, including me, was hoping for. Just like in books, not all plot twists are good.

There are probably darker plot twists out there, or worse, some falling action. But here’s the deal I made with myself, which is really easier said than done: it’s still about trying to see the beauty in order to live it well. Shit happens to anyone anyway, so yeah, here’s a toast of tequila because the best and worst are probably yet to come.

And just like that, the first month of 2019 would be over in a few hours. Now I ask myself, how’s the first 31 days of 365? I swear I don’t know, but by Day 365, I hope I could say that 2019 is my strongest year yet.

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It’s been awhile since I last made a blog update. I’ve been really busy last month because of work-related projects and because it was holiday season. I was too lazy to write a year-ender so I’ve been sharing my life updates through Twitter and Instagram since they’re the easiest micro-blogging socmeds that exist.

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2016 in Action

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Happy new year, dearest! I am squeezing in a blog post to pioneer a good start for my blog this 2016.

 

I just started a new job recently and I must say that I have really enjoyed my first week. The tasks that I have to complete until next week are quite overwhelming, but I am pretty much excited with the whole picture of this new journey.

I am claiming that 2016 is my year, and I believe everyone should take that into their perception, too. Life is what you make it, anyway! It starts with our thoughts, and these thoughts will guide us on how we’re going to live each day. There will be bad days – come on, even the best fall down sometimes, but it’s always going to depend on how we’re going to treat the rocks that will be thrown at us. 😉

Have a wonderful year ahead! 🙂

Rollercoaster

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Photo from Google

*a year-end poem*

It started with a sky full of stars,
Fire cracking like those previous world wars,
People shouting at the top of their lungs,
Children dancing their beat to the songs;

I fastened my seatbelt, prepared for the motion,
Kept in mind every word of caution,
Closed my eyes, and opened it once more,
Soon we’re up, up above the floor;

Up and down and turning around,
Fast and slow like the playing sound,
Fearless now, down the ending ride,
You held my hand and never left my side.

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Thank you for this rollercoaster year, 2015!

Under the Lights

First day of the year, it was
Late at night until dawn,
Wonderful moment, been it has
Knowing what we feel as one;

I wouldn’t ever have this day
With different faces and voices,
Never in any other way
Could this moment be not the best;

For in your eyes, I clearly saw
A reflection of my soul,
Someone that I barely know
Could give me everything, his all.


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