I believe, that Dots, Dai, Nikki and every girl I know and knew should be blessed with miraculous little showers of my simple happiness. Correct me if I'm really wrong: I'd seen Dot's status and It's Complicated; I'd received Dai's so-hurt SMS; and I'd read Nikki's SMS with the sort-of-a-hell sched. I really smell and feel something wrong. I'm all open, you know it. :)

I believe, that I should not be singing My Chemical Romance's I Don't Love You and FOB's Thnks Fr Th Mmrs. They seem to be so contrasting to my current mood. 'Wag na, please.

I believe, that I'm not gaining weight. And I really don't believe on that, oh-no, c'mon who cares about diet? I don't.

I believe, that for the past 5 days I'd done at least four good deeds, including for myself. And I still need more, not that I'm going to die already, yeehee. I'm just so afraid I can't do all those things for the people who had touched and will be touching my life. So as early as now, I'm trying to patch things, make good and feel good.

I believe, that someone's thinking of me right now. How come I wasn't able to notice I'm going to the limits of my borderline again? Err, let's see. If thinking about anything under the sun was really my purpose after all these months and years, maybe I should go and step up to another level of being stronger. Haha, I just don't know what I'm saying.

I believe, that heaven should have a clue on the pain and rejection we're experiencing. Hey, we do have breakdowns.

May 12: The first time I traveled alone - really alone. Actually, I could see in my father's eyes that he really don't want me to go. Just told him, "Pa, para matututo na ako." Which is really true. Imagine for the past 16 years, that was the only time I had the guts - the guts to ride a bus all alone :P. So nice you realized that everything you see along Kennon Rd,. you can associate it with every people you know and knew. One good deed I'd done inside the bus was I was so good enough to lend a shoulder to the next dizzy girl beside me. Before I was the one on her shoes, and now, look who's talking? I'll be keeping my first ever ticket for that travel. I know, I know it is very shallow. But please let me. Thank you :)

My mama appreciated that simple gift I had for her. APPRECIATION. I really love my mama, no more reasons to explain. It's just enough to understand and know that I really want to be like her, soon. A mother of everything. A mother who could fully appreciate every single imperfections I've got - including my present dark skin tone. :))

Going back to Baguio alone was much more fun. Since Saulog Transit (the bus I was riding) had it's breakdown around 5:30 this afternoon, we had to suffer the hassles of waiting. I really appreciated waiting that time. Waiting 'til a new bus will come is much more exciting pala than waiting for a friend under a waiting shed with the pouring rain. You know why? With that waiting I met new friends, Ate Joy and Ate Brend. We're talking about how lucky we are to avoid that accident. So buti na lang talaga tumigil ang bus. If not, maybe you'll not be reading an entry coming from me right now. You see, how miracles really work. So since the three of us and some of the passengers were really suffering from everything brought by that bus, the paranoia of riding every bus going to Baguio was really the only key. Look, we're at Tuba that time and it's already 6pm and buses going to Baguio were all full. Ate Joy told me, "Ano, maghintay na lang tayo. Darating na siguro yung bus na sinsabi nila." You see how patience works?

We waited. Until a God sent angel with a car carrying a plate number RAL 887 hitched the three of us for a ride. "Sa Baguio? Sakay na kayo. :)" You see, how miracles really work? The name of the good driver is Arthur Soriano Jr. (Okay, nalaman ko pangalan niya kasi my parents were so worried about me kung bakit sumakay na lang kami bigla isang kotse.) Kuya Arthur had showed me his license number and every information I could send to my father. Haha.  He even told me, "Kung ako rin tatay mo, mag-aalala din ako kung bigla nalang may nagpasakay sa anak ko." With that short ride, I had known bits of information about my two new stranded buddies and Kuya Arthur, too.

Look how really lucky I am, we are. An experience I'll never ever forget. You see, it's plain to see that waiting really requires patience. Waiting really leads you to meet new friends. Now I know the value why I'm living, it's to show to people, like Kuya Arthur, how they're really blessed. If I can't touch others through my simple good deeds, maybe others are really meant to touch me and inspire me. I was inspired by Kuya Arthur that, still, a good Samaritan is still living in this world. Hitching a ride is a lot appreciated than having 99 in my grades. It's an experience maybe I'll be treasuring for the rest of my life. For Ate Joy and Ate Brend, you're little girl seems to be talking so loud, haha. I know the three of us, including Kuya Art, will soon meet. 

Mind you, this world is so small that even the little and simple sacrifices can still make this world go 'round. Let live!