Waiting is not really my game. Since I've been born, I was used to getting my way at the time I want to. I've been acting really bratty and my friends who know me well can attest to that. Blame it on my impulsiveness and fickle-mindedness. But at this point in my life, there's nothing I can do but to just wait.
My immediate concerns include waiting for my Dada's arrival here in Singapore and the day I'll get to go back to MLA. Believe it or not, I have much too many plans upon my return back home. I've been scheduling mealdates with some HS friends, parties with college buddies, go eat isaw in UP, watch my friend Cha play in the V-League, and the list goes on.
Actually, I've been waiting for something in particular but I just cannot disclose it here. Tsaka na. Why? I don't want to spoil things. I know that the turn-out of events are uncertain yet here Iam, embraced by my wishful thinking and high hopes that what I've been looking forward to is worth the wait. I know, that in a matter of days/weeks/months, I can tell if I have made the right move, said the right things, did the right stuff. Only time can tell. I don't want to ruin everything just because I am not so fond of waiting around.
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