Crunch Time!

After taking the time to regain inspiration, strength and all other elements that a working writer needs to survive, I am up for some serious revamp. With my internship coming up, it got me all excited and jittery about what comes next. All I got is five months to finally earn that little certificate I have been working on for years. After that I will have a lifetime to enjoy. Hopefully I can make a good start with this mission of mine. After all, all great paths starts with that first step.

High School Reunion Coming Up

My high school reunion is coming up…I do admit that I am a little anxious about meeting my batch mates. But then again, I realized what reunions are meant for. It is for bonding. It is a time to recall the awkward moments of your high school life. To some, it might be an opportunity to relive the few glorious years in their life. To some, it is a time to meet their old flame. To some, it is the time to catch up with dear high school friends, whom they have shared their key moments like first date, first boyfriend, first heartache and first everything. To me, I see it as an opportunity to rediscover myself.

After high school, I have been quite a lost soul. Yes I did make good grades and placed myself in a reputable school but nothing seemed to work. The thing is, I was just deeply lost and I don’t know where to turn to during those times. So what happened is kind of predictable. I messed up my life.

I enlisted the wrong course. I fell in love with the wrong person. I had an untimely pregnancy and until now, I am making up for all those mistakes. But then, if those things did not happen, I would never be the focused person that I am today. I will never be this secure woman who is slowly forgiving herself for having all things wrong in her life, the woman who knows what she wants and how to get those wants.

So enough of the whining, I am coming to this reunion to meet old friends, meet new people and just be confident of what I have become. One thing I am never good at is pretending that I am something other than myself...so no choice, I have to deal with that. I admit, the feeling of anticipation and anxiety is a little bit unnerving. But I can live with that. For now, I am putting my head out on what I should wear to at least be decent for the occasion…’till then.