taste of minglanilla....

on the shore, patintero

nice one....

inside the resthouse

i'll never go .....

This one's a marvelous phrase ..... it's actually a song.....

which conveys .... my one and big promise....

But I didn't keep up.... Now I am here very far ..... far from my family

my friends, people I love, and people I hate......

Far from all the ridiculers, from hatred, and backstabbing pains....

What I promised is no more real.

I just thought this one big revelation....when I ....

late 9pm heading my way to work..... crossing the MACTAN bridge.....

caressed by a strong wind ..... and under it, is a calm and agreeable water .....

and looking farther is a vast territory of beautifully lighted tall buildings.....

and realized that I am far now ..... I leaved everything ......

say that....

Now that I am far from .... my dad's supervision....my mom's guidance....

I am forced to keep things in my own hands ....

Before I would prefer to keep quite, even if my mind wants to say something....

And most of the time, I would just say yes or no .... and don't even bother to explain why...

Just to keep up with my usual.... state ......simply quite ......

But now, it's totally different .... I have to say what I want to say....

I live my own .... and I need to decide .... If it's a yes or a no , and explain why....

Hehe....And I have to keep things for real, yeah more realistic this time... no more childish

thinking....because I'm living in my own.