Hi,
Sorry for not keeping you all in the loop about my whereabouts and what is going on. A wild transition has happened to me since i have last posted anything. I know that is no excuse if i want to maintain a blog, so i will try my very best to be consistent with my thoughts, ideals and experiences.
In July 2010 I packed up and left what was known as "home" for a good solid 2 years. Manila, I miss you dearly. The passion, excitement, exuberance of life, vivid memories, the impromptu evening escapades leaving your heart beating hundreds of miles an hour. This will not be forgotten. I managed to "grow up" in what i conclude to be such a short span of time. Manila, i conquered to discover who i could be, defining a culture for myself that I was sheltered from as growing up. I arrived with preconceptions that were bitter and naive. In the end I sit here in Sydney and feel as though I have been removed from my environment, my dwellings, the familiar faces that pass by from day to day. I was extremely lucky to be blessed with the most beautiful friends who I could honour and trust. They helped me escape from initial solitude. When I felt isolated and as though I was the outsider, my anger reverted from disillusion to lust. My Western values of feeling superior were diminished greatly, but subconsciously ignited in slight gestures and comments. I apologise for that immensely, I have learnt that negativity will not save you from a situation you can not conform to. If you persist, and pull yourself out, away from that mind frame, you will find life's simple pleasures can be 100% satisfactory.
Longing for Sydney's reality, making myself useful (I guess by working and having responsibilities) was always in the back of my mind. This is because i like contributing, It has always been hard for me to sit down and relax, whilst my mind being at ease.In Manila, not having to worry about money, school, food, entertainment etc was a luxury. HEY! I admit I was living the life of a princess, indeed. We all were. A carefree life is great, for a while... then it makes you question yourself, you begin to think as though you are useless and all you do is party, shop and spend money. But its not actually this, you have just immersed in to a culture. This culture; always happy, outgoing, friendly, team spirited, love to be around friends and loved ones. Filipino's put their families first, if that means going to the end of the world to put their kids, nieces or nephews to school, then that will be the case. This is remotely different to what I had experienced, I was just put in to a private girls school, blinded by the value of education and just wanting to have a good time or jig as many days i could. Anyways I'm going off topic. Back to what I'm trying to say..
Manila is a state of euphoria, paradise, happiness, memories, friendship. A place I can always come back to and see new and interesting things, a place of change, hopefully one day it may become a developed place. This place prepared me for dreaming a goal, a goal that I found from my experiences over there.
Sydney is where I wake up and shape this goal in to the direction of where I ant to take it. Sydney holds my youth, my wellbeing, my family, my soldiers, thoughts, my heart (when he is around, otherwise USA, hehe)
Both are places where i wish i could be at once..both are places that give a great meaning to life
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