My last post was April 23. Today is the first day of July! Time flew so fast that I didn't even notice it. One month to go and I'll be going back to the Philippines. It has been three months since I came here in India but for me, it seems like years. I'm not just a vocal person but deep inside, I feel longing for my friends and family and of course my country and Bacolod! Nothing compares to home. All your memories and all events in your life, be it good or bad, happened in a place you call home. And it's not just the place but all the people that surround you. I'll never forget everything that happened in my life there and if I was given a chance to change any part of it, I would definitely decline it. I never had regrets in my life because everything was out of my choice. It was my volition! I felt happiness, sadness, disappointments, failures, success, and all sorts of emotions in the past 21 years of my life, but none of them I was ever angry or disgruntled about. I accept God's will for me and whatever decisions I've made, good or bad, I don't blame anyone for it. And for my mistakes, I also humbly accept them and I promise myself to be better. I never got tired of improving myself because I think I'm a kind of person who desires to be better and better everyday. I believe I am NOT perfect but I am a work in PROGRESS.
If you would ask, why did it take me so long to write a blog post once again? Well, I don't know the answer. Really. One factor could be being busy at work but everyone is busy. But now, I think I'm not busy so I was able to take the time to write. Two months of working was tough and we even spend so much time at the office to finish our task so that we will never fail their expectations. But different people have different expectations. And I too have my own expectations. And the expectations of both parties will never meet. But the most important thing is that you never failed your expectations to yourself. You are still happy because you know you have given more than your best shot. I don't know but these past few days, I keep thinking about a lot of things. Maybe, I'm trying to find myself again. I can't point exactly what's wrong with me. I can feel there's something missing inside me but my mind doesn't know what it is. I'm trying to find myself. The questions is, for how long? Indeed, happiness is hard to mine. But then, happiness is a choice and you can only get it if you work hard for it. For now, I hope I could find the real happiness that would lighten up each day of my life. I pray to God to help me.