Today
Today I turn 25.
I didn't think it would be easy to write this. After all, I've long since left behind my livejournal. Ever since I started contributing articles full time, meeting all these incredible, larger-than-life people, and transcribing interviews for hours, and sitting late into the night wracking up the best way to frame a story, the most apt metaphors, and turns of phrase, sitting down to indulge my stream of consciousness writing no longer has its appeal.
But I'm glad to be back here, writing about my day. I turn 25, and it feels great. I feel like I'm ready to break out and show the world what I can really do. My brother remarked that it's the beginning of my "peak," a 10-year run wherein my physically and mental skills will reach their highest. Is that true? I don't know. But I only hope things get better.
I just came back from a sumptuous French cuisine lunch, and wall climbing, with my amazing girlfriend Liz. Truly, she's the best thing to happen to me in the last year. She's supportive, adoring, always ready with an encouraging remark, and a well-placed critique. I love you, Liz. I look forward to sharing my grand new age with you.
What a year it's been; putting up a booth at the UP campus fair to sell shirts will Liz, being deployed to Singapore for a story, hitting Hong Kong with my cousin and sister. Those are just the few things I can think of, off the top of my head. It's been a great year. And I thank God for the myriad opportunities, and wonders, that I come across.
As Jimmy Eat World declared so poignantly, "Even at 25, you gotta start some time." I hope things get better. I hope to grow, and be more than I could have ever imagined. I want to explore, and expand horizons. And I want the people who matter to me most to be with me as I go forth.
To everyone: savor what life gives you. The good, the bad, the divine, the shitty. Devour it, and let it shape you towards a greater life. Let life sweep you in its wondrous gale winds, to let you soar over the bird's eye view of magnificence it can be. Life is hard, life is poetry, life is experience, life is a test, and life is a joy. I hope to infuse every fiber of my being into experiencing that life.
I'm 25 today. And I've only just begun.
I didn't think it would be easy to write this. After all, I've long since left behind my livejournal. Ever since I started contributing articles full time, meeting all these incredible, larger-than-life people, and transcribing interviews for hours, and sitting late into the night wracking up the best way to frame a story, the most apt metaphors, and turns of phrase, sitting down to indulge my stream of consciousness writing no longer has its appeal.
But I'm glad to be back here, writing about my day. I turn 25, and it feels great. I feel like I'm ready to break out and show the world what I can really do. My brother remarked that it's the beginning of my "peak," a 10-year run wherein my physically and mental skills will reach their highest. Is that true? I don't know. But I only hope things get better.
I just came back from a sumptuous French cuisine lunch, and wall climbing, with my amazing girlfriend Liz. Truly, she's the best thing to happen to me in the last year. She's supportive, adoring, always ready with an encouraging remark, and a well-placed critique. I love you, Liz. I look forward to sharing my grand new age with you.
What a year it's been; putting up a booth at the UP campus fair to sell shirts will Liz, being deployed to Singapore for a story, hitting Hong Kong with my cousin and sister. Those are just the few things I can think of, off the top of my head. It's been a great year. And I thank God for the myriad opportunities, and wonders, that I come across.
As Jimmy Eat World declared so poignantly, "Even at 25, you gotta start some time." I hope things get better. I hope to grow, and be more than I could have ever imagined. I want to explore, and expand horizons. And I want the people who matter to me most to be with me as I go forth.
To everyone: savor what life gives you. The good, the bad, the divine, the shitty. Devour it, and let it shape you towards a greater life. Let life sweep you in its wondrous gale winds, to let you soar over the bird's eye view of magnificence it can be. Life is hard, life is poetry, life is experience, life is a test, and life is a joy. I hope to infuse every fiber of my being into experiencing that life.
I'm 25 today. And I've only just begun.