We can always be a little better each day.

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She thinks age is relative. If she were to be perfectly honest, she'll tell you she actually thinks she's an old soul. Her energy, though, says otherwise. She's a double major in Politics and Psychology, but her biggest dream is to work for National Geographic.

She'll never admit it to anyone, but she's always wanted to be a princess, and no, not the Disney kind. She loves anything Arabic and Russian, and she likes chocolate more than she likes a lot of things, and there are a lot of things she likes. She likes cameras, the military, dogs, Lego, Batman, and Harry Potter.

On random days, she refers to herself in the third person, and people think it's weird. She doesn't care, though, a friend once told her that weird is good.

Her mind's essentially Hotel California.





Young. Christian. Happy.

She's a Youth For Christ.

That's not to say she's a holy person, or that she's a righteous one. All it actually means is that she believes in living her life for something far greater than who she is. People sometimes look at her with scorn, especially since she lives in a world where no one wants to get associated with religion, but she doesn't mind.

Because everyday she's becoming a better version of herself.




Some days I believe we can rule the world.

She can't be angry. She tries, but she just can't. The simplest, shallowest things make her laugh. Mess with her friends, though, and she'll rush to you and make you remember why that wasn't such a good idea.

She's boyish, which can be because she has a lot of guy friends more than she has girls, but the ones here below, she's been friends with them since forever.

And she's planning to keep it that way.

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“Oh! The places you can go!”

This post was just waiting to happen.
Sunday, June 10, 2012 || 11:53 AM

First day back at school in a few hours, and with all my proclamations of these past couple of months as the best summer ever, I'm actually happy I'm going back.

First, because all good things must come to an end; and second, because there's no stopping me to continue having the time of my life - my perpetual summer - even in the confines of my school. Even as a junior in college.

No matter what I say about life and how I sometimes think it's fueled by humanity's idiotic tendencies, I'm glad I live.

The last day of my probable last summer as an undergrad may have had loads of pit stops: the Heat won, Pacquiao lost, I traveled around the Metro for hours because the cab driver won't listen to me, I got drenched in sweat, and I was late in attending mass...

But eh, this summer was nothing short of perfect. I'm awfully blessed, it's just unfortunate how often I forget.

(This post has an avalanche of photos waiting to happen. Soon.)

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