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Basking in the moment

Have you ever felt so happy - so, so happy as if your heart is about to explode?

In the last week, I've felt my life transform enormously just by changing the way I think and act. What I wanted always seemed so far away, always seemed so impossible and so unrealistic but now I know this thing called life is entirely within my control.

And it's reassuring to know something that seemed so big fits right into the size of small palm. 😌

Today began at an unearthly 4AM because Mama arranged for the priest to come and do some prayers for the house. The entire process lasted a good 3 hours I believe and I only went back to sleep at about 9AM. I woke up again at 1130AM for lunch before heading out for a class at 2PM.

Days like this I usually contemplate going out of the house because I know I'm dead tired and that is enough to keep me snuggled under the sheets. But recently all that reluctance and inertia have seemed to disappear.

No matter how exhausted I am, I somehow manage to pull through. Every morning I tell myself: Today is going to be awesome. Heck, if it's not, at least I'm going to be awesome. ðŸ˜Œ

True enough, every day may not be rosy and sometimes unexpected situations cripple me but I'm learning to enjoy/appreciate the smaller details in each damned circumstance. Life has definitely become a lot better these days. ☺️

Sleepy face but that's okay 😊

(Been wanting to say this but my camera, Nikon Coolpix S6600, makes me look like I have such flawless and amazing complexion. ☺️)

Tomorrow marks the beginning of Week #13 (!), which happens to be the last week of school. The last 12 weeks has been nothing short of frustrations and deadlines but it has also been filled with endless laughters and random chatter about everything and anything under the sun.

My friends (and I hope you know who you are), you guys are ze best! ❤️
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