During my college years which ought to be my official “Party like a Rockstar” era, I chose to stay at my dorm room and watched all the dibidi dibidis the kuyas in Pedro Gil can offer me. I was sort of contented waiting for my dorm mates to come back with terrible hangover begging me to cut their heads off (which I would perform with grace if I was not the norm follower). I found contentment in hearing the sweet tales of cute boys who bought them drink, asked their number and never called (boys are just adorable). Over the years I developed my skill in giving the best bad-ass “Tiger Look” to every girl I caught smoking and well, all sorts of bait-baitan attitude.
Years of living a life like an aspiring saint or the next Cory Aquino, a major dilemma I can’t come up with the right decision, I realized that the world is turning faster and glaciers melting like popsicles in mid-day and finally… yes! the harshest truth ever... I am not getting any younger. God gave me One Life and I thank Him for his recent birthday gift for me, the fear for life unlived.
So with this random whatever nonsensical thought that have entered my mind, I now decide to start living my “Teenage Dreams” wiheee!!! It’s not like I’m trying to be Lindsay Lohan-ish or Britney Spears circa 2007 and it may be 4 years too late. I’m giving myself the green light and say what the heck I’m gonna do this!!!
In Advance, I am thanking my unbelievable friends who will accompany me and come in full make-up in their cameo role in this little project of mine. Deepest gratitude for being part of my sort of crazy-happy reckless life I will try to live in the next months before my ugh!... the horror!!!! 24th birthday.