Dear Diary,
I'm finally back to writing. I miss holding my pen and writing words on this piece of paper again.
Isang taon na naman ang lumipas, kada taon na lang kita binubuklat o'di kaya'y kada may okasyon na nagaganap tungkol sa mga kaibigan at relatives ko. Hindi ko inakalang sa kaarawan ko mismo kita ulit mabubuksan haha. Grabe sa tagal ng panahon, hindi ko pa rin pala napupuno 'tong bagong notebook na 'to na binigay na naman ni ate Lee sa 'kin. Kahit kailan talaga, mukang kada birthday ko ay ito ang binibigay porke nalaman nila na ginawa ko 'tong diary ko.
Pero biruin mo 'yon, nandito na naman ako at nagsusulat sayo. Bente dos, sa taong 'to iyan na agad ang edad ko. Tangina, ang tanda ko na. Tapos puta, Marcos? Bakit, 31 million?! ANONG HINDI NIYO NAIINTINDIHAN?! Grabe, sa 22 years of existence, ko ito ang ibibigay niyo. Ang sakit sa ulo hanggang ngayon. Buti na lang talaga nandyan si Jane.
Speaking of Jane, girlfriend ko pa rin siya. Tangina, inggit. Swerte ko na hanggang ngayon ako pa rin, ang saya sa pakiramdam na hanggang ngayon kasama ko siya mag celebrate ng birthday ko. Parang noon lang, eh mautal-utal ako nang kausapin ko sa birthday ni Jordan, pero ngayon todo yakap na ang ginagawa ko sa kan'ya.
After 22 years, I'm finally 22 and I'm graduating from college. I've come this far trying to survive these whole four years as a college student together with my friends and my girlfriend, and of course my girlfriend's friends and their own partners. I'm so thankful that I always spend my birthday with my loved ones, and I'm not alone in blowing out my candles and wishing for the best for all of us.
Sometimes I felt sorry and guilty that I never told my parents how thankful I am that I have them, but I hope they always know that I would never be here if it weren't for them. I love my parents and I love my siblings, even though they keep on pestering me, and I'm thankful because I have them as my family. To my friends who never stop supporting me, caloocan ma, o hindi ang ginagawa namin. Palagi naman, silang nandyan para sa 'kin.
Lastly, to my woman. I always love you, my dear Jane Annica. The model, who shines more than the magazine, captured me with her charms. to the woman who not only bagged school and academic awards but also bagged my heart. Diary, I'm very much more thankful that this girl is my girlfriend, and I can already see what kind of future we will have together. I love her for eternity. Ang tanging minahal ko at tanging pipiliin ko, Jane Annica.
Adios,
Lax
