I'm saying goodbye

...to my teeny years. By this time, I'll be gaining my relative freedom--the freedom I want since I realized I'm not receiving it.

I dreamed of sharing my 20th year with someone I could call as "mine" together with my family in a candle-lit dinner. But sadly, I happen to have no one but myself.

On my 18th birthday, I've had received my first"mañanita" from my first boyfriend (now long gone with somebody whom he thought he "loved" much) together with my churchmates. Now, there is this siamese event: My birthdays were always paired with me broke. But in that very day, those people aforementioned were the ones who held all the expenses and I thank he Lord for giving me thoughtful friends. I may not able to celebrate that momentous day of a girl-turns-a-woman with a grand revelry (with all the 18 candles and roses, cakes, gifts, and messages from friends), but the fact of them able to dredge up the memory of my natal day is enough.

My best birthday singer--Cristine

Cristine sang the loudest with me "weeping" in joy

With the then The HUB E-I-C Ate Euzette, Aibel, Ramon and Cristine

Last year's celebration was one of the memorable, worth-keeping birthday ever. I've had it celebrated at the campus publication's office. I cried because that was my another "first" birthday with food galore and some drinks. I thank again the circumstances--because our publication adviser wasn't able to cancel the food catering order which was supposed to be the snack of the pub's In-house seminar on journalism. But because of it, I was able to have a food shared to everyone though it was really ordered for the all.

Now, I'm happy with my life--what it is and what it will be. I don't want them to remember my birthday because I post it somewhere in the networking sites or anywhere. More posts about how my birthday in "tweeny" went.

I don't know what lies ahead of me but I'm certain I won't be able to live it well if not of the people around me. They're the ones who molded my life years ago, today, and I hope in the future.

To my country, wait for me: I'm coming to help you. To my family, don't you worry, I keep promises. To my friends, you know I won't change in the name of change and I will stick to my real me when it comes to friendship. Remember, I am real. To myself, welcome to the world!