Forgotten Heartstrings

Chapter 4

A wave of contentment washes over me as I reflect on recent events.

Life feels like an overflowing cup, brimming with blessings. From the small, everyday joys to the larger triumphs, there's so much to be grateful for.

Perhaps it's the supportive network of loved ones who lift me, the exciting opportunities blooming on the horizon, or simply the feeling of good health and inner peace.

Whatever the source, this sense of gratitude fills me with warmth and a renewed appreciation for everything I have.

It's a feeling I want to hold onto, savor each moment, and keep my heart open to the abundance that surrounds me.

Sinara ko ang journal ko nang matapos ako sa pagsulat. Aside from the prayers, that's how I keep myself grateful for everything that God has given us.

"Nak, tapos ka na ba diyan?"

I smiled as I heard my mom from my door, calling me. Enrollment ngayon kaya sasamahan ako ni mama dahil kailangan daw. Hindi naman niya ako papabayaan kapag mga ganitong ganap.

"Patapos na po, " sagot ko sabay tayo at niligpit ang journal notebook ko.

"Sige, hintayin ka namin ng papa mo sa labas."

"Sige po."

Tinignan ko muna reflection ko  para i-check kung okay lang ba ang ayos ko. I wanna keep it cool. Ayaw kong magmukhang sabog dahil priavte school ang pupuntahan.

As I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my room, taking in my reflection with a critical eye. My raven-black hair was styled in the latest Korean male haircut, framing my face in soft waves that added a touch of youthful charm, sa subrang addict ko sa K-drama, pati haircut ng Korean actors ay na adopt ko na.

Thankfully, bumagay naman daw sa akin sabi ni mama.

With a slight tilt of my head, I admired the way the strands fell effortlessly into place, giving me an air of casual elegance.

I wasn't the tallest person in the room, but my height suited me just fine, 5'7. My body type was what you might call "normal," neither too muscular nor too slender, just the right balance of strength and agility.

Vollyball is my sport but I rarely play, walang malapit na court dito sa amin kaya hindi ako makapaglaro, as a result, I don't have the sporty type of body.

Eh kung sport lang naman ang pagiging tanga, baka maskulado na ako ngayon.

Running a hand over my fair skin, I couldn't help but notice the gentle flush that adorned my cheeks, lending me a soft boy vibe that seemed to complement my overall appearance.

My eyes met their reflection in the mirror – cute and round, with a warmth that seemed to draw people in, iyon lang ang hindi ko na adopt sa panonood ng K-drama.

Beneath them, a pointy nose added a touch of character, while my thin lips curved into a shy smile. Overall, I was content with the image staring back at me – a portrait of a young man on the cusp of discovery, ready to face whatever challenges life had in store.

Kinuha ko ang folder of documents ko saka lumabas suot ang bagong bili na sapatos at messenger bag ko na nabili ko pa online. Nagsuot ako ng simpleng white shirt at light blue loose pants.

Ihahatid kami ni papa sa school para diritso siya sa pinagtatrabahoan niya.

Sumakay na kami sa kotse ni papa at tahimik na nagbyahe. Siguro around 20 minutes ang byahe papunta sa Evergreen Ford International School mula sa aming bahay.