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Wednesday, July 12, 2006
past, present, future.

I have been thinking of what I have done, what I am doing, and what I will be doing.

i. What I have done.

As a twelve year old, there's not much to enlist. I have brought joy -- may be it in a good or bad way-- to other people's lives. I learned and realized as much as I have taught. I have been a mother without actually giving birth. I improved, and I think that I have become a different person. Way different from the insecure and quiet Vicky. I discovered more things about me, increasing each day, as I charge it carefully up to experience.

I have commited numerous mistakes, realized my wrong, and corected them. I had fought with few people, and I am very proud to say, I made up with them. Actually, I didn't fight with them, they got mad at me.

ii. What I am doing.

Still, still, as a girl who's twelve-turning-thriteen, there's not much to tell. I continue to learn, more complex Algebra, about Haring Fernando and Dona Valeriana, about life, about boys and men. You get my point. I continue to commit mistakes, I continue to discover, to improve, to bring joy and to be a mother to my growing number of kids. And yes, I continue to disagree with other people. Actually, I disagree with them nowadays more often than I did before. It's because I have learned to stand up for what I believe in. The real Vicky's coming out.

To put it simply, I just continue what I used to do -- only better, worse, however you may put it.

I encounter more people who intimidate me. I have risen and learnt to stand up to them. I have traveled more places, read more books, and did worse in Math.

iii. What I will be doing.

Most likely learn how to succesfully do all sorts of operations with polynomials. Ah, the hardest things in life adults force you to understand.

I like to see the future as a vast ocean, as a deep, dark abyss. I really don't like to anticipate, 'cause I don't get what I really anticipate. I rather just do what I'm supposed to do. Come what may. Bahala na.

I want to be so many things, I want to do so many things, I can't decide.

But I surely wouldn't want to be a poet. Fall Out Boy says "poets are just kids who didn't make it."

I surely wouldn't want to be those who didn't make it.


How about YOU?