Don't get me wrong.

I'm 22 years old now. I have a great job. I have some great accomplishments. I was able to do the things that my heart desired. My family was really doing great. I love my life now. I have tons of friends that I know I can rely on anytime. I have counted all the people loyal to me and they appeared to be a lot. My worries now have come into a lesser count since somehow I know I have my dispositions settled.

My views in life are far wider than what I have during my younger years (I guess this is what they call "acumen") where I get to understand silly and complicated situations better than anyone would, (at least as far as I am concerned).

I am happy. My plans, in one way or another are hitting the right targets and that makes my life exciting and stimulating. I have the things that I want, things that I dreamt of having when I was a child, and I mean "material things" (I hope this didn't make me sound so materialistic, did it?) ha-ha! It's cool, right?

And don’t get me wrong, I'm not a rich guy, nor an affluent one. Let us just say that I have my good ways of getting things that I wanted and I happened to be very thrifty, resourceful and quick-witted (?) hmmm.. I plan everything that I do. I have lists of stuff that I want to achieve in the near future and I would create a plan of getting it in my own time and fortunately, God has been so good that I was able to achieve it.

And don't get me so wrong again; these were not things that would cost me millions. These were just small things that makes me happy and would make my family and my life comfortable. I was not that selfish anyway although I did it mostly for myself. Come on, we all are craving for something. We all are planning to buy some things for ourselves and we are all guilty, I know you agree with me.

I guess what I was trying to say was, I just find myself lucky and blessed enough to be having all these in life. I mean, these were just small things compared to what really "leisure" and "luxury" means, and I am so happy. Not that I would say I am contented because I know I'm not. But it makes all my problems disappear. It makes all my challenges easier to bear. It makes me braver than I thought I was. And it makes my life cool and comfy.

Just one more thing though. Let me tell you a secret. My next target to shoot would be "my heart". I am going to give it another break and have it work on something that would make these entire things special and out of the ordinary. I want to fall in love again. I think I am ready to take it. After what happened to me in the past, I know it is a cliché, but it made me stronger, unafraid and even keener to feel what love has to offer me.

Well, enough said. I know this whole blog post can only sum up to one sentence "I am in love" but I guess, that's how it really works for me. I may not be a good chatterer, but I know for myself, I can somehow write..

Till here. ;-)