There.

Whenever I read your letter, I feel so light
and happy and dreamy again, completely forgetting
that I am, well, not in my "swing out sister" mode...

However, after reading it, reality will sink in,
as if it punched me in my stomach,
making me throw up the "happy swing out sister" mode I felt moments ago.

The letter is from the past.
It won't ever come back.
It won't ever come true.

He said,

"I guess the ground can shift beneath your feet, sometimes your footing slips, you stumble and sometimes, you grab what is closest to you and hold on to that as tight as you can..."
- K.A.

You are holding on to that for too long now. Do you wish to loosen your grasp anytime soon?

HBD!

22... 23.... 24.... 25... 26..... 27!

Great oddballs.

Time does fly fast. But hoh noh, there is absolulely no room here for regrets, just high dosages of happy pills.

Ika nga ni Banana, "You should be dancing, cartwheels all around. You're 27 and still alive!" Hahahah.

I guess that's what will I be doing tonight! DANCE and DRINK and CELEBRATE!

Happy Birthday Janice M. Marasigan!!!

Bente Siete ka na!!! Let's put our hopes up this year!!!!! And I promise to do better!

Let's just go go go, love, love, love, live, live, live!!!!