My legality is coming up and debut planning is in session. A debut is a traditional celebration in the Philippines wherein a girl turns into a lady and introduced to the society. And of course, considered legal. (read: just an idea for my international readers! chos!)
Honestly, I don’t know how to feel with all the debut preparations happening. It feels surreal, that’s for sure. I can’t imagine how it would turn out. How things would go. I’m paranoid that things won’t go MY way. And then again, I’m just being my anxious, paranoid and overthinking self.
But wait, there’s more.
Apparently, sadness is taking over me from time to time. It feels weird that I’m not planning my debut with my sister by my side. It feels like it’s a joke. That everything is happening without her say about it; my venue, theme, etc. That my debut is happening without her here. Bodily, that is. I would be much much more stoked if things are not the way it is.
Despite all those feels, my anxiety and everything else. I can sincerely say that my sister’s with me. I’ve been getting these sporadic (Occurring at irregular intervals or only in a few places; scattered or isolated.) messages all day. I believe it’s her way of telling me that things will be okay.
I got an email from TUT (a message from the universe) during my super stressed moments while looking for a debut venue a.k.a almost giving up moments
Wouldn’t it be nice to know, and I do mean REALLY, REALLY know, that everything – absolutely everything – is going to turn out just fine?Really fine. Outrageously so.
tricia, you can know this right now, as I do, if you just see yourself right now, as I do: You’re just another part of me.
Santi, Santi, Santi –
The Sun, the Moon, and the Stars
And so quickly, I felt better about my debut planning. When I got home earlier, I felt the sadness again. I decided to talk (chat) with Bells because I spotted her online and told her how I felt so alone. With the usual pep talk going on, I decided to open my tumblr. These appeared on my dashboard.
This appeared first
And a few clicks later, this one.
It made sense. It really made sense. It wasn’t by chance or anything. I just knew. 🙂
I love and miss you, Ate Marion.
I think I just experienced the longest and highest high ever, the 13ORA high. And I’m still far from crashing. It was probably the best 8 days of my life considering the fact that I was with my friends 24/7 and seriously living the carefree life. 🙂
13ora life aside, I want to post pictures here but I’m not even halfway done editing ALL the photos. Since I’m a lil bit O.C. with my blog, I’ll just post it separately. Hehe. For now, you can enjoy our 13ORA video made by Ands to have a peek of what went down!