And I don’t know how to start. I was never really appraised to be good in writing but I occasionally won some awards when I was young. But one thing I’m sure about myself—that I write with heart and with what I truly feel.
I happened to watch the movie EAT PRAY LOVE yesterday when I accidentally clicked on the movie while my mac is persistently hanging up on me. The movie was amazing and inspiring, and how I wished I had the same life and freedom as Liz had. I was never everybody’s cup of tea nor I never tried to be one, though I always keep being cheerful and friendly to people, which they all liked eventually. At several proportion, I saw myself in her—never knew what I really wanted to do, struggling to find balance out of the tedious spontaneity and reiteration of life and always trying to be something extraordinary for the world that has never considered or accepted that there is something good or great with extraordinary things, just nothing but chaos and bewilderment.
I wanted to be a lawyer but I’ve always dreamed of being an explorer, a traveler immersed to different cultures and embraced by nature and all its kinds. Being a lawyer is not that bad, and I have planned and prayed that God help me through this goal that I wanted for myself, at least as far as I know right now.
At the back of my mind, I have always wondered what it’s like to be out there, and everywhere in the farthest parts of the world. I have always been fascinated with nature, the life of indigenous people and their seemingly exotic and eccentric ways of living, rituals and traditions, that wonderful happiness they find in the meagerness of their necessities. This call constantly knocks on my door every now and then when I encounter what beauty and mystery life out there has to offer. I want to swim more seas and drip my fingers into more oceans. I want to take photos of people and children, skidding and shuffling their bare feet under the heat of the scorching sun. I want to meet people from all the walks and terrains of life. I want to learn pottery, see the sunset in different places, dance under the rain and smell wine fresh from the grapevines. I want to breathe life the way I ideally imagined it to be.
So much for the hatred and pain in me lately; sprung from my another failed love affair that I honestly and genuinely cared for. In the end, I realized that I only got consummated too much, not to mention the time that I could have devoted for the things I considered important too. But I’ve always told myself that I should leave no room for regrets, because greater things are out there waiting for me to let go, of the hurt and the love. We don’t really understand life easily and how it takes its steps to make everything fall into place or what Liz calls as “balance”. Love can teach you a lot of things, like everybody would say. We become better people not only for ourselves but for the world who awaits for the love that we should always give, if not unconditionally, genuinely. It is not a consolation to think that people we love leave us because there could be something or someone greater that will come our way. Because, it’s really just the way it is, we just don’t know it yet.
“Sometimes we have to fall to keep our balance.”
2012: Buy myself a really good camera and plan to visit as many places as I can, not to mention my plans in going to Malaysia to climb a mountain, to Bali and India, to see the great Taj Mahal and learn about their religion.
And I don’t know how to start. I was never really appraised to be good in writing but I occasionally won some awards when I was young. But one thing I’m sure about myself—that I write with heart and with what I truly feel.
I happened to watch the movie EAT PRAY LOVE yesterday when I accidentally clicked on the movie while my mac is persistently hanging up on me. The movie was amazing and inspiring, and how I wished I had the same life and freedom as Liz had. I was never everybody’s cup of tea nor I never tried to be one, though I always keep being cheerful and friendly to people, which they all liked eventually. At several proportion, I saw myself in her—never knew what I really wanted to do, struggling to find balance out of the tedious spontaneity and reiteration of life and always trying to be something extraordinary for the world that has never considered or accepted that there is something good or great with extraordinary things, just nothing but chaos and bewilderment.
I wanted to be a lawyer but I’ve always dreamed of being an explorer, a traveler immersed to different cultures and embraced by nature and all its kinds. Being a lawyer is not that bad, and I have planned and prayed that God help me through this goal that I wanted for myself, at least as far as I know right now.
At the back of my mind, I have always wondered what it’s like to be out there, and everywhere in the farthest parts of the world. I have always been fascinated with nature, the life of indigenous people and their seemingly exotic and eccentric ways of living, rituals and traditions, that wonderful happiness they find in the meagerness of their necessities. This call constantly knocks on my door every now and then when I encounter what beauty and mystery life out there has to offer. I want to swim more seas and drip my fingers into more oceans. I want to take photos of people and children, skidding and shuffling their bare feet under the heat of the scorching sun. I want to meet people from all the walks and terrains of life. I want to learn pottery, see the sunset in different places, dance under the rain and smell wine fresh from the grapevines. I want to breathe life the way I ideally imagined it to be.
So much for the hatred and pain in me lately; sprung from my another failed love affair that I honestly and genuinely cared for. In the end, I realized that I only got consummated too much, not to mention the time that I could have devoted for the things I considered important too. But I’ve always told myself that I should leave no room for regrets, because greater things are out there waiting for me to let go, of the hurt and the love. We don’t really understand life easily and how it takes its steps to make everything fall into place or what Liz calls as “balance”. Love can teach you a lot of things, like everybody would say. We become better people not only for ourselves but for the world who awaits for the love that we should always give, if not unconditionally, genuinely. It is not a consolation to think that people we love leave us because there could be something or someone greater that will come our way. Because, it’s really just the way it is, we just don’t know it yet.
“Sometimes we have to fall to keep our balance.”
2012: Buy myself a really good camera and plan to visit as many places as I can, not to mention my plans in going to Malaysia to climb a mountain, to Bali and India, to see the great Taj Mahal and learn about their religion.
I'm Gixx. I started this blog two years ago when I tried to go about my insanity through documenting my musings in the night. I am now 21, graduate, again studying in law school, and I am still floating and fleeting from my existence and unconventional personality and way of living.
I maintain at least five websites but this is where I write about anything random. I read a lot of books. I love travel and I'm a sucker for zeal and wisdom.
I like to take risks. And that's where I learn. Then I write.
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