It's about learning to dance in the rain

Heavy rain and dozens of buses packed with students on their field trip are with us when my friends and I visited Enchanted Kingdom last November 5. The heavy rain that started pouring when we arrived could've destroyed our mood and our whole day. But we didn't let the rain beat us. Instead, we ran and played in the rain like kids for the whole afternoon. 

We can go to EK and experience the adrenaline rush on the extreme rides anytime. But it's not every day that you get to experience it under the pouring rain. That chance made all the difference in our trip. 

We are always so overwhelmed with our lives that we forget to enjoy the little moments that pass. I am guilty of that too. Because of all the let's-not-talk-about stuffs in my life, I tend to neglect the kid inside me. I am a kid at heart. The kid in me is in tantrums; wanting to go out and play frisbee in the school's beautiful field, try ice skating and go on an overnight bonding with her friends. She wants to laugh and laugh and laugh her heart out.

She wants to dance in the rain once more. 

Searching for an Inpiration

I just wish I have something in life that I am really really passionate about right now. Because for the longest time, I have lost my mojo on the things I used to love.

I don't know when this started, but I knew I had lost my spunk. I wasn't not even that spunky to begin with, but the little spunk and enthusiasm that I have was drained. I don't know if it shows, but I really felt the loss. I alloted a part of my sembreak to meeting with my old friends thinking that it will help rekindle my old self but I was wrong. I was always weighing the words that I would say to them; thinking twice about what I would do next. I was uncomfortable not with them but with the missing heart in my sleeve. Lord give me back my interpersonal skills, puhlease? 

The emptiness really bothers me. That's why I'm looking for something that bring back the mojo in me. I tried drawing (meh. So high school), movies (I don't have good movies to watch), books (Charlie St.Cloud left unopened) and writing (don't have the energy to muster). Bottom line: nawawalan na ko ng gana. 

It's saddening. I thought school break is a time to rebuild myself. But a sad, empty life reflected on me and it just toppled me down.