2012. It’s almost the end of the world. Riiiight.
It's the twelfth. day of
the year and now we’re all back to our solitary and distressed student lives.
But before we get on with our rumble jumble kaleidoscopic realms, I won’t be
damned if I do a little flashback, am I?
I’ve been trying to re-run 2011
in my head but apparently, it’s difficult to come up with like a wrap-up-entry
‘cause a lot, I mean a looooot of things happened the past year (which is a good
thing right?).
The Ram Revilla murder case, tsunami in Japan, Sendong,
Rizal turning 150 yrs old, the KC and Piolo break-up, GMA getting arrested, and
a whole lot of other trapos reaping the fruit of their labor, etc., etc., etc.
It has been one hell of a ride for everyJuan.
For me at least.
Eighteen.
Isn’t that noteworthy enough?
I guess it’s true
what they say about a woman’s season of unveiling and broken spells. For some
reason, it’s like something inside me just had to exude without knowing and
without any guy factor (well, maybe at some level but you get what I’m driving
at?).
This radiance I speak of is more than dressing up like a lady
or getting a prettier face and what have her. Probably, underneath all the fears
and scars, it’s just that little bit of light within her that is inevitably
bared. Maybe a greater sense of self-worth, maybe beauty, maybe...
freedom?
But seriously, in many ways, I was able to get more in touch
with my femininity. SERIOUSLY :)) The season of suppressing and hiding and
"manhating" is over. :)) Surprisingly :))
Maybe eighteen is indeed a
eureka period or a milestone or whatever you wanna call it for many of us,
ladies. Maybe.
A car. A condo-like dorm. Late-night hangouts. So
adult-ish, isn't it? Of course, it makes you feel independent and all. But I
guess that privilege of "freedom" involves a lot of matured thinking too.
Although I was practically "on my own", I still had to learn my limitations too.
I had to learn how to budget on my own. And go home early when I drive 'cause
apparently, I still go home at my grandparents place on weekends.
Tell
me about responsibility.
I give Spiderman much credit to that.
But
I think one remarkable thing that I truly treasure the past year was being more
close to my family than everrrr before. It's not even about just having dinner
every week. But it's like, for some reason, we've gotten to know each other
moooore and love each other more regardless of whatever past issues we had. And
that's a big thing. For me at least.
Like my Dad, whom I did not grow up
with, has been really (genuineeely) making it up to me and my sister. And
that's a BIG THING. (At least for now.)
I could say it was a good year ‘cause I was able to
be mooore, to see mooore, to love mooore and to live mooore.
So kudos 2011!
But I'm looking
forward to 2012.
I believe it's gonna be an awe-zome year :)
