After more than three months of living in a room where I have to literally tiptoe my way to bed after a full minute of trying to locate it, I have finally freed myself from the mire of dusty books and readings and all the junk that were remnants of college life. Don’t you just love the sound of that? Remnants of college life? Yeah.ü

The idea came last week when I got home stressed out from all the happenings in my life. I had wanted to find refuge in my room, but instead of finding rest, I felt heavily saturated with too much chaos, and mess, and too much details of the past. It was a depressing sight. The next day, I purchased a couple of boxes and garbage bags, and started picking up the pieces of the messy life I wanted to leave behind. Bagong buhay na to. Hehe.

So one by one I boxed them away – photocopied readings, diskettes, survey forms, and Philippine Collegian issues (which I intended to keep but decided to throw away after some thought) that piled up my room throughout college. I let go of my big ancient-old study table which was handed down to me, taking with it numerous memories carved on its wooden top (I had this habit of doodling, much like vandalizing, on desk tops especially in times when I felt tensed over reviewing for an exam, or cramming for a deadline. Hehe, now there goes one trivia for you). I took away the curtains and had them washed, scrubbed the walls and waxed the floors.

It was easy letting go of my old books, readings, and the space-consuming study table. What ate up much of my time was deciding which memories are worth keeping, and which are to be thrown away. I realized I was keeping about five shoeboxes of high school memories under my bed and about two medium-sized boxes of college stuff – class cards, journals, camp manuals, letters from friends, chocolate wrappers, Kawayan Camp memories, tons of pictures, roles of Kodak films, photo albums, blue books, notebooks, etcetera. Some I had to let go of, others I decided to keep.

Stuffed toys had to go. Bottles of perfume that I kept for sentimental reasons had to go as well. And a couple of love letters too (ahh those mushy, puppy love struck letters written on scented stationeries that are so filled with grammatical errors anyway, hehe). And so are the leftovers of my debut invitations and giveaways, keeping only a set so I have something to show my daughter someday (if ever I get to have one). I decided I have outgrown piglet as well (believe it, guys), and that I shall keep my piglet pillows only until I’m earning enough to buy new plain-colored ones for my bed.

Gone is the jungle of a room, at least for now. Letting go of things that were precious at one particular point in my life gives me a mixed feeling of nostalgia and release. But of course there’s no remorse in doing so. Right now, I’m loving the new spacious look (pede nang mag-cartwheel sa gitna, hehe), and the colorful boxes filled with filtered memories. A big load of tension was lifted away, and yes, a big load of memories too. But its all good, coz it leaves me more space I could fill new memories with after all.

Practicum @ OMFLit.
I’m entering my fourth week of training and already, I feel like I have become a better individual (Yeah!). For one, I’ve gotten used to climbing up longs sets of stairs to the LRT and MRT stations, and finding a strategic spot to squeeze in on trains – without the unnecessary whining and complaints. I have developed a greater sense of thriftiness, having discovered that I could save 16 pesos and heaps of time if I buy the stored-value train pass, and that ordering food from the turo-turo nearby is a better and cheaper alternative to Jollibee or McDonalds. What I haven’t learned just yet, is the art getting to work on time. I have less than a week to prove to myself I could do that too.

Practicum ends this week. It should have ended right when I reached the 100-hour mark but then again, I chose to stay a couple of days more to finish the project that I was there for to begin with. Besides, I have yet to devise a way to make sure that I would get a decent grade from my boss (ehem), hehe. Joke lang kuya.

OMF Literature Inc has started to feel like family, the marketing department’s office has started to feel like home, and the people have already become more than just workmates but ates and kuyas I have grown to love. (Sniff, sniff, haha.) With such a bargain, I wouldn’t mind staying a bit more. Yikee.

Here’s What’s Happening.
Last Wednesday, I took one step of faith towards something that is hugely impossible as far as my limited comprehension can conceive. I am itching to disclose the whole story of how God made me take these leaps of faith, but the details are too overwhelming as of the moment, words may not be enough to justify them.

I don’t know a lot of things, but God’s messages the past weeks are too strong, and the things that are happening right before my eyes are too great, I feel as if He’s given me every reason to trust and believe that He is doing something that’s beyond anything I could ever think of. There’s no more turning back, no more running away, no more excuses, no more fears. I believe He shall accomplish whatever He wills to do, whatever that may be.

So in full recognition that I can only go as far as He would allow me to go, I’m spreading my wings and letting Him carry me wherever He wills. c",)

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Finally, to these wonderful people,
Marian Tina Jam Vanya Wenster Wynette Deb Denise
Your comments never fail to make me smile. Thanks, thanks. :)

Riz Blabbered @ 9:14:00 PM.