i tried several lines to start my interaction with my so called blog. this is my way of connecting to my little colorful world and what i believed the only thing that kept me sane these days. i believe the most accessible place to ask questions and evaluate them. i am a bit crazy actually, lots of things get in to my mind and lots of things i would really want to do. what bothers me is that i always end up feeling not doing much or let's just say, telling myself i haven't done much with my life. i am oh so desperate to change the way i am living my life, but hey! why should i? i am the way i am because my past defines the character i am living now. i have to say there are lots of things i do badly, like really bad. id rather think of eliminating the unnecessary habits and doings and maintain what i believe made me unique
and what my friends, my family loves about me. i asked myself if am bad- havent gone to the conclusion though according to my own conviction, i am good-lolz!
i am never good with handling my emotions, i am an impulsive little lady who loves to play with words and loves to talk about matters of life and heart. i giggle so much with every love story i hear, i feel saddened with breakups, i feel happy with celebrations and successes, i cry with every broken heart and broken dreams...may it be mine, my friends, the people i love or the strangers i happen to sit with in a bus station while waiting.
waiting is not my fave stuff, i don't have the patience to and that itself gets me into trouble and bad decisions. i am not saying i regret meeting the guy who hurt me or saying yes to the first love who broke my heart-no, never get me wrong on that aspect. i might be a bit bitter for months or even years but i am thankful because i learned a lot about how relationships are and how they can become.
the reason for this emotional outburst is to say i am happy where i am now, why did i get to talk about relationships? i'm in the wrong track.OMG!lolz. the title in place? it's my heart's own announcement, who happened to decide at long last to stay. to make the most out of everything and to make the most out of life's sh*ts. i have regained friend's conversations, get to discuss about how invisible my presence was in the last 9 months or so and said sorry. i havent accomplished the dreams that have been keeping me awake, no, not yet. am still on the process of putting myself back on track. to be in place is the starting point, a start that i am fervently hoping would never end. my journey, my life, my wonderful existence- my happiness.
plans of travelling and frequent visits to the beaches of cebu and wishfully to different islands is still at hand. loving the ocean, the sand and the sun. the tan lines, the sunblocks, flipflops, waves, starfishes, corals, nemos- they never fail to offer an in depth meaning as well as resurrection to my tired body, to my longing heart, my lost soul. though i fail to visit Dear God, He knows i cry for Him- when sun rises and finally sets. maybe, just maybe, all i needed is a place to be. wherever that is- wherever ocean is.
angeL m o n a
{...in the verge of saying NO...i said YES...} 
