It's been two years, did I waste my chances?Gone are the days where I can just simply sit comfortably in a corner and watch the clouds fade in and out of sight. If I am to assess myself based on where I am right now, I'd say I'm stuck; on where I've been to, I'd say it wasn't enough; and on where I plan to be 5–10 years from now, I'd say living my dream. Funny, yes, but I still dream the same dream for years. The downside was, it felt like it's been slipping away from my supposed and pretentious tight grip... and just today, I fought back—I tried to hold that string of hope once more.
My usual morning sickness-cum-routine welcomed my day, but there's something different about it: I had smirk on my lips and fire in my eyes. You ask why? For this is the day I've been dreading for years! As what they say, put your eyes on the prize; but today for me it was put your effin' 112% for this chance of reaching the dream.
Smoke, sweat, noise, travel time and heavy traffic didn't hinder me and my vested-ensemble-of-a-sharp-look to conquer Pasig City. My dream lies there, my dream is there...
And now as I start to count the days and contemplate whether my ala-beauty pageant answer was enough, I'll stay positive. No, I won't sit comfortably in a corner just to watch clouds fade in and out once more but I'll happily and wholeheartedly thank the Lord for this opportunity and ask His humble guidance.
So did I waste another chance? I don't think so.
