Whenever I feel like I have had enough of what used to excite me, I look for other things to stimulate my interest. These other things are like my rebound relationship after I break-free from my other passion. I am very passionate. I am dripping of passion. It's acute, it comes across as overreacting. You've been warned. But you know what's terrifying? It's when you realize that you could have so much of something in you and still feel short of it. So when school felt like a lot, I looked for jobs throughout the country and abroad. I love the thrill of proving myself to an HR Personnel. I am an over thinker that's why I interview myself before my interviews. Because I can predict what and how people think. I can feel how they receive my energy. I am a powerful bitch like that. I have been saying so much but here's what I am not telling you: I run when things get difficult. I run not because I am a coward but because I just want to feel that I have the option to run. Because I hate it when my autonomy is taken from me. 😆 So my exit plan was a flashy job. During one job interview that I had, I was asked: "Was there a particular event in your job that changed you?" I knew this would be asked. I rehearsed this one in my head. But when I answered the HR guy, I trailed off. Maybe that's the feeling you get when your Why comes back to you. I was surprised because my exit plan reminded me of why I got myself in here in the first place. It felt good to be reminded of the reason of why you're doing what you're doing. Na gusto ko nga palang matapos ito kasi sa susunod na umapak ako sa presinto o sa hukuman, hindi na lang ako kukuha ng spot report na ikukwento ko sa TV. I wanted this since I was 15 and even more when I was 22, because there was an old man who was arrested for violation of the RA 9165. He said he didn't do it. His son held a plastic bag containing the father's clothes. But nobody believed him. I want to be the one who never underestimates the fight in people just because some paper tells the world they are an addict. Ang daan palabas, ay daan din pala pauwi. Pabalik sa tapang. Pabalik sa gigil. Pabalik sa bakit.

A ceremonial burial for petty feelings.

Afternoon naps give you cinematic dreams. Mine went like this. I had a dream but I am no Martin Luther King, Jr.

I did something at 2 AM.