A WANDerful Story

Hello Gorgeous Reader!

Exactly a week ago, I watched the last installment of a movie series that I started watching exactly a decade ago.

I recall my brother; a budding freshman, telling me about a book he borrowed from one of  his classmates. It had shades of purple and had a cute drawing of a boy who seemed to be riding a broom. I never had interest in books; I still don't. But this book was one of the very few books that I have read and actually finished reading. You see, it was the movie that drove me to read it. I watched it with my entire family then. I don't know if it was the adventure story or the out-of-this-world language (wingardium leviosa!) or the cute characters with an even cuter English accent; there was one word to describe it MAGICAL...

Throughout my teenage years it was the movie that we watched out for every year; much like a cult actually. But alas, the story that started with an ordinary tale ends with an epic battle between good and evil. I must say that the last movie gave it justice. I most specifically like the last part of the ending. The story that started with a boy ends with a boy. A happy ending. After all, that's all we really wish for in life.

Maybe someday there will be another great movie series. But I feel that this series is one close to my heart and one that would represent my generation. Just like 'Star Wars' represent that of my parents' generation. With this, I say... bravo! Harry Potter!

The Girl Behind the Fences

Hello Gorgeous Reader!

It's been a while since I last posted a blog. The have been many changes in my life since... I guess, the biggest change in my life was that half of the people that I lived with at home left.

I've never been good at showing emotions. I find it hard to make new close friends or be part of a new clique. You see, my childhood is not one that most kids from my neighborhood would recall.

I was the girl behind the fences...

I was a sickly child. I had asthma, allergies and a poor immune system damaged by prolonged medications. I used watch my siblings run in the dirt, laugh and sweat from child's play. I smiled every time they waved at me from afar. I didn't want to be pitied... after all, who would want that?

I was content with watching them play from behind the fences. But now, everything has changed...
I could no longer watch them from afar. Both my brothers have left to work away. One in Manila, the other in Pampanga. And on top of that, our nanny for 23 years had to live with her daughter because she was too old to be watching the house alone.

I've never spoken to them since they left... never even sent them an SMS... I know, "how cruel of me" right? Deep inside, there's a part of me that misses them a lot... But where do I begin? When I've spent my entire life keeping my emotions to myself... just.. watching from behind the fences...

Everyday I wish that I could say... "I hope you're doing okay there" and "I miss you". But whenever I try, an inexplicable fear overwhelms me.

For now, at least I am able to share this with you Gorgeous Reader...

I hope, to someday... be able to open the fences that cage my emotions...

               someday...

                           soon....



Post Script:
I would like to thank the person who inspired me to write today. I had a hard time acknowledging how I felt the past weeks. In a way... you have lifted my burden. Kudos to you! And more followers to come ^_^