Merry fresh year, mate!

           Happy 2013 reader! I hope you didn't lose any finger or toe, Well, you wouldn't be reading this if that happened because you would probably be in the hospital right now, brooding over what happened hours ago, remembering the sound of booming fireworks and the warmth of happiness, remembering the few seconds that you saw or felt you complete ten fingers, but now lying in the  hospital bed reflecting with that searing pain, with that blurred vision of blood flowing from the gaps between your fingers, your vision slowly darkening and spinning, the pain creeping through every vein in your upper body, the smell of different mixture of drug crawling through your nostrils and the sound of other patients whimpering of agony, sensing the clamor and commotion of hospital staffs, a twinge on your forehead and your throat drying with the image of yourself unable to live normally like before. Whoo! That escalated quickly. Are you still alright? I'm sorry for frightening you like that, I'm just starting the year with  bang, more likely a bothering bang. But on the other side of new year, the brighter side, reader, is what this blog will be about.
        So, Everything went well last New year's eve, oh fvck, sorry, my twin's just screaming her lungs out beside me singing along with Kelly Clarkson's "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." Haha.

        So, on the previous blog, I told you that I'm surely gonna see my crush at the church but unfortunately I was wrong, I didn't saw him there, I never actually saw him that night because he was so busy with the fireworks. Pffft, So we got home from the evening mass at around 21:30, 9:30 if you're confused, and by that time firecrackers and fireworks are already being heard. When we arrived at our house,the night was still young, so we chilled for a while, took pictures and ate chocolates, hearing distant clapping and booming of firecrackers with the blend of our roaring stereo. We didn't had firecrackers of our own because of the tiny microscopic reason that we'r all girls and our parents and/or guardians are away so, so yeah. Few hours passed and, I can say, we’re panicking cuz it’ around 11:30 and we haven’t prepared our noise maker. And our table. And ourselves. But when there were only 10 minutes left, our Panic Meter escalated higher, or I should say, Excitement Meter, 6 minutes to 2013 and we’re already shaking our can coin banks, screaming our eyes out and jumping like our legs were on fire. When the countdown timer went all zero, I’m telling you, Bad spirits didn't had the time to cover their ears, they hurriedly grabbed their thingamabobs and ran all the way to their hellhole . Then our ear-splitting noise making lasted for 25 minutes, and before we know it, we’re already enjoying our New Year’s Feast.

                       So, any New Year Resolution? Well, If you’re gonna ask me, READ MORE BOOKS is on the very top of my list, then EAT MORE will be under it. Hmmm, what more, The 3^rd and 4^th will be, SHUT UP and BURY MYSELF IN WRITING. Reasons… First, Read more books, you know, I read several books, but I think that isn't enough because I want to take up Mass Communication in college and I’m weaker than my weakest link, second, Eat more, because  I'm 163 cm in height and 47 kg and in BMI I'm THIN. I want to gain weight because many people tells me that I'll surely be more beautiful if I gain a little weight, and in that "many people" my mom and dad is included. End of. 3rd, Shut up because in the previous year, I've been caught up in DRAMAS and UGLY CIRCUMSTANCES because of this hole on the bottom center of my face where I put food in and where my voice comes from, My mouth. I'm not judgmental, I'm just a little outspoken, or that's quite the same thing, Pfft. If you're nice, I'll be nicer, If you're mean, then I'll be meaner. PERIOD. And last but totally not the least, Bury meself in writing, because I want to be an author, director, script writer, screenplay writer, editor, anything that includes the sacred act of writing, because as I said on my previous blog, "Life isn't just about writing.". I'll make "Life is all about writing." when I grow up. 

                   On the other hand, what is the real essence of Christmas Holidays I mean besides having fun in the vacation, spending money, preparing feasts and buying decorations. How about the people who aren't as fortunate as the most of us, simple and ordinary families whose happiness is overflowing with only 1 piece chicken and a half or a kilo of pansit, typical families who are making themselves entertained with some firecracker and firework displays. Don't you think Christmas Holidays is really a season of looking back, a season for appreciating blessings that came and lessons that were learned from the previous months? The time of the year when we reward ourselves for surviving the tough times and preparing ourselves for more next year. The Christmas Holidays isn't just about buying and exchanging gifts, it's about having unity and creating peace between each other.