Where is Me?

I can't seem to find myself!

Miss you. Badly.

Missing my Angel

I wonder what she's doing right now. I really starting to miss her. Badly.

I hope everythings fine with her and she had already moved on. I hope and pray to the Creator that she would be okay.

Moonlight

At the bus stop outside my house, on the top of the hill, the night sky brought about an unusual feeling of serenity. Iridescent diamonds speckled the velvet expanse while a continual contest of light and shadow was played out on the clouds. I was embraced by the warm illumination from the full moon as the cool sea breeze caressed the contours of my body. The smell of the sea, under the moonlight made me feel... different.

Today has been quite good for me. Despite the serious sleep deficiency from cramming for the Management exam today, I managed to get up and prepare for Uni without too much difficulty. My motor skills were slightly... delayed at the start but resumed functioning normally after a while. First lesson for the day was Mathematics lecture for 2 hours. It ended 10 minutes early so I seized the opportunity to go to the library to study. The 3rd floor of the library had just been renovated. It looks really good now. I would have cam-whored a bit but I didn't have the time or the equipment. I studied for the next 2 hours, doing last minute cramming before heading for the exam venue at the Business Room. The exam went pretty well. I completed the exam within 20 minutes. There were a lot of details in the lecture notes but the exam questions were really easy. There were 12 MCQs, 6 short answers and 1 essay. The essay asked for a discussion of Administration and Management theory and how it relates to one another. After the exam, I had a physiology tutorial. Some of us decided to ditch our designated tutorial group and join our other friend's. When we got there, I saw this pretty hot girl. (She's a student, does physiology and biochemistry with me. Very good looking but rumoured to be as obtuse as she is good looking. Caucasian, tall, greatbody, good facial features.) Anyways, the tutor for this tutorial was this daggy old lady. 2 minutes into the lecture, my friend and I decided to leave and go to our old tutorial group. We made it back in time. We had a new tutor as well. She was a doctor that assisted us in some of our physio labs. Quite young, pretty, slim, with skin as clear as Miranda Otto. Today's tutorial was on the cardiovascular system. I didn't revise any of the lectures before the tutorial but I did manage to get some of the questions correct.

I popped off to the city after tutorial to meet up with my brother. He had gone to get his hair done and when I got there, we just walked around for a bit. We went to Myers to test out their perfume. I like the new Guerlain Homme but I decided not to buy it yet as it would have been on impulse if I did anyways. The top note was a gentle fusion of lime and mint, creating a slightly herbaceous opening. After a few moments, the middle notes surfaced, revealing bergamot, green tea & pelargonium. The middle notes were really refreshing and not stinging. The scent progressed to mellow down with cedar and vetiver while retaining the cool mint through the entire duration which blended well to create a soft, sweet, cool note. Guerlain Homme is a clean fragrance, well balanced and sophisticated. It's classy and modern. The more I think about it, the more tempted I am to get it.

On the note of perfumes, I was complimented on my signature scent, YSL L'Homme today. It's neither overpoweringly musky nor sickeningly cloying but a perfect balance, like yin and yang (possibly androgynous?).

It has been a pretty good day overall but I will endeavour to get some work done this weekend!

Lurbs yew long time,
Jo(n)
(Apologies for the weird paragraph up the top, I was inspired momentarily and started churning out literary nonsense. If my high school english teacher read that, she would probably be spewing blood from the overused clichés.)

"Another pain in the ass!" I said to myself in front of my our mirror. It had been like this for a year now. I have to wake up by four in the morning, if lucky around seven in the morning if I have someone else to do the task for me, just to open the restaurant. And today's my lucky day, Victor volunteered to open the store saying that I need to take a long time to rest. But come to think of it, how can I possibly rest knowing that my father would be yelling at me when he finds out that I didn't some to office this morning! Crap!

(Sorry, I'm lost of words! :D)

Prologue

When I was nineteen, my life changed forever. I know that there are people who wonder about me when I say this. They look at me strangely as if trying to fathom what could have happened back the, though I seldom bother to explain. Because I've lived here for most of my life, I don't feel that I have to unless its on my own terms, and that would make more time than most people are willing to give me. My story can't be summed up in two or three sentences; it can't be packaged into something neat and simple that people would immediately understand. Despite the passage of time of one year, the people who knew me that time accept my lack of explanation without question. I relive that time more often in my mind, bringing it back to life, and realize that when I do, I always feel a strange combination of sadness and joy. There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well. So I take the memories as they come, accepting them all, letting them guide me whenever I can. This happen more often than I let on.

It is January 12, 2010, and as I enter the gate of our house, I glance around. The sky is overcast and gray, but as I move down the door, I noticed that everything about my life had changed. The temperature was warm, though I know it's only a matter of time before it will settle in to something comfortable and the night skies filled with stars. With a sigh, I feel it all coming back to me. I close my eyes and the days begin to move in reverse, slowly ticking backward, like the hands of a clock rotating in the wrong direction. As if through someone else's eyes, I watch myself grow a little, just a little, younger. Lessons I've learned within the past 19 years grow dimmer, and my innocence returns as that eventful year approaches.

Then like me, the world begins to change: the overflowing people were replaced by furnitures from our home in the Philippines. At the side table near my desk, overlooking the beautiful sunrise from Manila Bay, my phone began to ring...

I open my eyes and pause. I rose from my bed and went directly towards the bathroom. As I stare at the life-size mirror along the way, I know exactly who I am. My name is Jhon Francis Yu, and I'm nineteen years old.

This is my story and I promise to leave nothing out.

First you will smile, and then you will cry - don't say you haven't been warned.

15th day

Its nearly January 15th!

Darn, I miss her already!