The New Me

It has been a really, really long while since I have been on my blog. I am disappointed in myself, but also glad this blog wasn't deleted or lost. The last time I wrote, I was a completely different person. I have underwent many changes, physical, mental, emotional and psychological. From being the bright, blooming, outgoing, junior in college overseas, to questioning who I am, what I should do and how I should continue my life. The questions remain unanswered, but with pending hope, that they will be answered, maybe not now, not tomorrow, but someday, and hopefully someday soon. I will be turning 23 next month, I have been saying I'm 23 for two months now just to get myself used to not being 22. I really feel neutral towards age, I don't obsess over it like I used to. Everyday is a blessing, and I live hour by hour, if not minute by minute. It used to be day by day, but that seemed too difficult for me. I can't plan my days as before, so I make do with planning little things that won't put me in a bad mood if they go wrong. For those who don't know, I have always enjoyed writing, I own many diaries and journals where I would spill my heart out, then as if I would fear what I've said, or that I somehow broke some unknown boundaries,I would stop writing. But now no more, no more fear, no more boundaries. I will try my best to write until I cannot write no more. I have many entries I typed in my notes on my phone, I saved them onto my e-mail, for future use. I have a dream to write a book, if not more than one, one day soon. I feel my experiences, my story, will help someone, or more than one, get a better grasp on their lives. I hope my name will be remembered and for one day people to quote me. I may have big dreams, but it keeps me going. I have a lot of ideas for this blog, but I rather take things slowly. I have time, I may not know how much, but for as long as I can, I will write. Words of advice to me, Write your heart out, and never let anyone tell you, you can't, when you surely you can. To end this entry, I'd like these words to be remembered, Memories are valued, cherished, and remembered for a reason.You felt something deep, meaningful, unforgettable, something that left a scar on you for you to keep it stored so long. These memories could be a source of your happiness, or a source of your pain, depending on what kind of person you are and what you usually lean more towards. Humans are prone to forget, I truly believe, memories are our way of breaking biology and nature's rule.