>> Fast forward; life seems hazy.
> Play present; life is steady.
< Play backwards; oh, it makes sense now. If it doesn't, sooner or later, it will too.
At 4, I learned how bad it hurts to get your knees scraped.
At 6, people who learned about my third name started to call me by my third name.
At 8, I had my first crush, Dean, who looks like Diether Ocampo. Everyday I'm excited to go to school to see him.
At 9, I learned that coup d'etat wasn't really spelled as kudeta.
At 10, I had a classmate who slapped me because, as she said, she's jealous of me having her crush as my best pal. I didn't know what's happening back then, being the late bloomer me.
At 11, I had a hard time pleasing my mom; everything I did was either wrong or wrong. I almost gave up…
At 12, I was asked by a bully in school on whether I think he is liable for doing the crime being accused to him. In an instant, without hesitation, I said I don't. And for a moment, I felt like I've just said two of the most sincere words in my entire life.
At 13, I won a slogan writing contest in school, in which I have only one competitor.
At 14, I ran away from home to feel truly at home.
At 15, I learned that the ones who are closest to you are the ones who can hurt you the most.
At 16, I almost said yes, only to find out days later that he reunited with his old flame.
At 17, I had my doors closed.
At 18, I felt freedom by mere numbers.
At 19, I learned that girls actually like receiving flowers, even if it came from a friend and not a romantic prospect.
At 20, I discovered what I really wanted to do in life and realized that it doesn't coincide with the materialistic standards this world asks for.
At 21, I fell in love.
At 22, I fell apart.
At 23, I travelled, I sung, I wrote — I conquered.
Today, I am 24. I have nothing to ask but I have so much to feel thankful for; and for that I will be grateful.