I got depressed once a month and it’s because of PMS. Tonight as I went home tired from work, I have nothing in mind but this question: Have I really changed that much? Followed by another one: Is it for better or for worse? These self-assessment questions weren’t brought about my current hormonal imbalance. It is not an inner conflict either. It was a direct statement thrown by my college friend toward me during the usual YM conversation which later turned into a heated argument.
Way back High School, I was the sweetest and most innocent girl in class. College years came and I stayed jolly as ever. That was the very first time I madly fell inlove with my professor. I dressed up occasionally… I HATE being noticed but I LOVE being recognized. I didn’t have to impress anyone, anyway. I AM stunningly adorable. I excelled in academics and extra curriculars but I wasn’t allowed to have a boyfriend yet. I’ve got my first BF after graduation and it was without my parent’s consent. Worst, without their knowledge. The relationship did not last long and somehow I knew that I was also at fault. I was too conservative.
That was the old me…
Right now, I am enjoying a brand new life – solo living, promising career, rewarding hobbies and an ideal boyfriend. (Well, family and friends are already given. They’re always there!) I am happy and contented. Carefree and confident. What made me like this? MANILA. My 3-year stay away from home served as the catalyst. No. Let me correct myself. It hasn’t changed me. It improves me.
The only thing that could be negative on others’ point of view is “ME being B!TCHY.”
It’s not like that. I just know how to fight, I am a Batangueña to start with. I know what I want and I know what I deserve. I know what is right and I know where to stand. I could be harsh and mean at times but I am ready to face the consequences. Besides, my actions are reasonable. I am living all alone so I better save my own @$S. Girl Power is all I have. I am not the bad girl type though.
My words to live by:
BE JUST… or BE DEAD!
After pondering on my own thoughts I concluded: Manila helps me grow into a better person. Smarter, stronger and prettier. Haha. Lizzy is a grown up now! Hey hey, to all those immature people out there, kindly read this over and over again: Growing OLD is inevitable, but growing UP is an option.
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