Doesn’t it feel strange when you can’t find anything to write about? When you feel like blabbing on just won’t make you feel any better or any different? Some friends have noticed that my words are often hieroglyphic. I even talk about one story but entirely relating it to a different experience I can associate it with. Sometimes a line may appear plain shallow, but it carries a manifold of contrasting emotions, it invokes deadened feelings and conceals a growing agitation or elation - if you take it into a positive light. One thing worth mentioning though is that, I rarely write when I can’t take THIS smile off my face. 
Do you want to know the most sacred feeling in the world? For me, it is contentment. Attempting to explain how it feels to be in that state wouldn’t be as meaningful as completely feeling its rawness within you and not letting anyone step in and ruin that moment. And the only person who can share it with you is someone who believes that contentment exists. It is nearer to touch, clearer to see and easier to achieve once you abolish all your doubts that it could never be yours and could never happen to anyone at all.
Is it hard to realize that the moment you stop asking, the answer naturally finds its way to you and that the moment you stop looking for the truth, it shows up in your face?
With man’s innate stubbornness, it really is hard.
A song I can absolutely relate to at this moment is something from Alanis Morisette. Hehe. That album is in my first cassette tape collection which I bought together with my then-bestfriend. I knew this song has been written for me to use in the future. Hehe! If you’re really good, tell me just one thing that should be scratched out from the lyrics…
Hand In My Pocket
I’m broke but I’m happy
I’m poor but I’m kind
I’m short but I’m healthy, yeah
I’m high but I’m grounded
I’m sane but I’m overwhelmed
I’m lost but I’m hopeful baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be fine fine fine
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but I’m sober
I’m young and I’m underpaid
I’m tired but I’m working, yeah
I care but I’m restless
I’m here but I’m really gone
I’m wrong and I’m sorry baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be quite alright
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette
And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign
I’m free but I’m focused
I’m green but I’m wise
I’m hard but I’m friendly baby
I’m sad but I’m laughing
I’m brave but I’m chickenshit
I’m sick but I’m pretty baby
And what it all boils down to
Is that no one’s really got it figured out just yet
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano
And what it all comes down to, my friends
Is that everything’s just fine, fine, fine
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab
and as I hop in, I’ll be saying bye bye while rolling down the window. 
Just because I’ve been wishing for the year 2007 to be over, it doesn’t mean that I want to leave the bad memories I had that year. Truthfully, I had less compared to the year before that. Haha. I wouldn’t say that 2007 never became good to me because it has given me tons of wonderful memories that I could keep looking back to. In fact, a lot of unforgettably pleasant things have happened to me that year and for that - I became better. And nothing beats feeling good about yourself because all good things gravitate towards you! Agree?
Say “HAPPY” (with my brother Erwin and bestfriend, Rem)
with my brother Angel, sister Claire and baby Zach
Big bro and Dad..ugh, where’s Mom? 
Nah, I would have jumped higher but I figured I wouldn’t get any taller so I just made a lot of noise by screaming. Haha! I’m excited to see what’s life got to offer this year - hopefully, I’d get luckier. LOL! Oh you know I will! Let’s see how far the power of positive thinking would get me.
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