Awesome

Is it ever possible to have someone whom you've known for barely fuckin' three weeks, telling you you're a changed person since the day you first met?

A change supposedly for the better, it even seems.

Even for a silly dreamy girl like me who lives in a different planet, it does seem a little too cheesy. Too cheesy for words. So cheesy I have to crack my brains figuring out which fuckin' movie(s) that line came from. So cheesy I have to laugh... and real hard to myself because I don't really know if I should honestly laugh or cry.

Did that too come out from your little red book?


Then again, I have unwillingly come to agree with this someone. Though not entirely.

Because I know the change in question has taken place over a period of not just three fuckin' weeks, but a whole eighteen months.

In eighteen months, you could've seen a newborn make his first steps on his own; you could've witness a girlfriend meeting the "one" and actually getting blissfully married; you could've seen a business rise and actually fall; you could've seen how a nation get destructed by natural calamities and yet get back on her feet with fervor.

Yes, eighteen months. It's that long, yet that short a time.

That's how long I took.

But time is not the issue. The point is, I am changed.

And for the better, only I fucking know.


Awesome.

That's the only word I can think of - pardon my lack of a better vocabulary perhaps - for the occurrences in my life that have taken place in just the past few weeks of my 2006.

A-W-E-S-O-M-E.


*****

Dear 2006,

I love you.

For all the shit you've given me, I still love you.

Because you brought me good shit toward the very fuckin' end. Screw all the seemingly bad things, because they only served to lead me to the good ones. You had meant for that to happen, didn't you, 2006?

I trust you.

Thank you for sending me off on a nice journey toward 2007.

Whatever happened in 2006 shall remain in 2006.

Just like how I tried telling myself, whatever happened in the Kong should stay in the Kong. 'Cept, maybe it didn't.

Right. No more mushy words from me, 2006.

You have a good peaceful rest... and I will always fucking remember you, 2006.

You have been fucking awesome.


Cheers,

ME