OWN YOUR LIFE!

And it feels weird reading my posts back in those years. 

To leave or to stay I have been working for this company for 3 years. Last year, I enrolled in a teaching degree. In May, I will graduate. I really want to be part of the academy. It has been my dream. I applied in different schools, until a university saw my potential as a Senior high school instructor. I was overwhelmed. I arranged my requirements, processed my NBI, underwent a physical exam among others. I have been planning to leave my current post. Although, our team is a family and I enjoy the perks of my job. It can no longer help me and my family financially. I have set my plans. I am ready to leave and resign, then take the offer of the university. Everything was shaking when I talked to our EVP. I expressed my plans and she said she has plans for me too -- growth in the organization, promotion. Now, the option of staying is up again and it's tempting. Should I stay, I'll have better post, then take my LET in September and see what will I do for the SY '17-'18. I can stay, but no assurance yet when I will get the promised growth. What's sure is I will let go of something that is concrete. What I know, I will lose more if I leave now.

Let's jump into the unknown of 2016!

Narrow-minded and judgemental people like you need enlightenment.

Few days left and we will welcome 2016. Saying goodbye to 2015 for the challengges, memories, experiences and lessons. Exciting year ahead!

It’s been a while since the last time I posted on Tumblr.  We have a lot of catch up to do. 

You left me with a sea of maybes and an ocean of what-ifs. I've got my pride and I promised myself I'd never ask why because I know you somehow and I'm pretty sure you don't have reasons that are valid enough to fill the void that was left in me. But I can't be sure because maybe you've changed and even so, I don't think I can stand hearing the truth. Up until now, I don't understand what went wrong. What happened? Was I so easy to give up? Was I not worth the risk? I know I swore I won't and I'm sorry because I can't help but ask, why? Why did you leave? Why did you walk away? Why? Do you ever wish you just stayed?

I love poems. It may be short but it tells a story. Few sentences and all my feelings are written.

They’re hot enough to get through the cold streak. Everyone’s forming hypotheses, but no one has the balls to test them out.

The talking stage is a new terrible stage of relationships, you're not single but you're not taken. The talking stage sucks!!