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For the basics, I'm Aurea, most of the people around me call me Rea. I'm still a student, not just in school but also in life.
I'm someone who wants to write and savour the things in life and what I've learned in it.
I am already convinced that there is a God and that my life has a purpose.
I've been in the Philippines since I was born and soon enough, I'll travel the world
with the one I'm meant to be with.I am so thirsty for experience. I constantly kiss change for the better. |
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This blog is to the memories I've treasured. This is to the people that kept me living and kept me intact with who I'm supposed to be. This is for my creator who planned my life.
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Braveheart
February was fantastic. I missed blogging here. I've been a bit inclined to tumblr but I'll always come back to blogspot.I spent my morning on valentines day with Lorenz. It was pretty fun although I did some naughty things. The preaching was all about salvation, since there were many visitors cause it was the church's anniversary. After the service, we went straight to Greenwich to eat. I couldn't help but smile. I looked at the clock and I realized It's been an hour since our church service started. My mom knows I'm teaching kids at Sunday school when I'm actually at Greenwich. I told him I had to go and see my mom so that it won't be obvious that I lied. This February was also a February that I'll truly remember. Yesterday was our JS prom. As a junior having her first prom, I couldn't help but to get excited. I badly wanted to experience what it's like to step on the dance floor and see myself fitted in a gown. I looked at the mirror and was pretty content at how I looked like. My sister, my niece and Lorenz was there to accompany me while I was being fixed at the salon. I went to the venue with my brother, his girlfriend, my niece and Lorenz as well. I saw my fellow juniors and seniors dressed formally. My eyes' pupils dilated when I saw different gowns with different colors and styles lavish on the girls or should I say ladies. The food was definitely great, I loved the salad. Mhmm. I danced with a few guys and It was memorable. I danced with my best friend since Grade 6 and we both said sorry to each other for our mistakes. I also danced with guys who were really dear to me. I even danced with our student council president and he was sad that this was their last prom. I had empathy. The highlight of my prom was dancing with a guy who had feelings for me since our freshmen days. I just knew this year. I couldn't do anything because I just treated him as my good friend. I really did. I was open to him and told him my problems. I looked up to him because of his righteousness and perseverance with his works for God. He was teary-eyed, I wasn't. I felt sad but I knew there'd be someone better for him. He told me that He's also sad because he'll be leaving, soon enough, to go to Australia. "But you do, right?" I can still remember him telling me, "—You do understand me?" he continued. I said "Yes." in the most polite way I can without offending him or making him feel worse. He told me he was sorry a lot of times and I'd just tell him it's okay. He told me he wasn't brave enough at all. I think he was, he really was. He was my last dance and I was his last dance as well. It felt great that he actually verified what he felt. I just can't push myself to feel what my heart doesn't feel but I know he's special to me. I'm kinda disappointed. March 5 was supposed to be a big day for my band and me. We would have played on stage with Spongecola in U.P. and would have won the 15 thousand pesos if only two of my bandmates were allowed by their parents. It was supposed to be okay—or I thought so. My bandmates said yes and then later on they told me they're not allowed. I still kinda can't get over it. But I know God has a purpose. There might be better opportunities, not this one. |