Dreamer's Manifesto

I, Michy, choose to live a life of adventure, excitement, service, joy, spontaneity and love. I choose to love. And as I love I live, as I live I give, as I give I serve, as I serve I step closer to the reality of my dreams.

I will dream. I will dream of big and amazing and spectacular and awesome dreams. I will live my dreams and not compromise for the sake of security or safety or comfort. I will jump out of my comfort-zone and embrace change.

Change, whom I fear. Change, whom I dread. I will seek to live beyond what I can, believing that the God whom I trust is much, much bigger and greater than any obstacle I may face. I will face my fear. I will stop running away from it and turn around. And when I'm face-to-face and eye-to-eye to it, I will grab the bull by its balls and make it scream surrender.

I surrender. I surrender to my great Destiny. Knowing deep in my heart I am destined for excellence. I am destined for greatness. NOT mediocrity, NOT conformity, NOT in arrogance but with the mantle of humility placed upon me. Because this is not about me. This is about humanity. I will persevere for the sake of humanity, who need men and women inflamed by passion that will ignite the hearts of the timid and fearful souls to push on and soar higher.

And I will do all this not in ten years from now when I'm free. Not five years from now when I have money. Not one year from now when I am ready. Not one week from now when I know how. Not even tomorrow for tomorrow is far from now. I will live my dreams and act NOW!

Last Night I Waved Goodbye

It was just seemed last night when I waved my last goodbye to the place which I learned to love. Leaving wasn't easy for me then, I walked a number of times around Reading’s town centre. I passed by the flat where I stayed for four months. Part of me, didn’t want to go back. Probably, I was just anxious to confront city of normality and oddness...or maybe I really haven’t had enough of England yet that’s why I can’t let go...
It’s over two months now since I moved back but, the bits and pieces of the place is still lingered.
Don’t get me wrong, I did miss my family, friends and everything about my home country however, there is something about England that makes me want to go back. I’m very much sure that it’s not the “Posh-ness” of the place, the weather (but hell-yah I miss the weather), the coats and boots (and these as well)... I’m not even certain if it’s really the place that I pine for. Is it?!
*Sigh* But, I could say in no doubt that I ache for the stillness, the independence and the whole experience that I had when I was there. Simple things that I miss about England:
• Me, my coffee and a nice book everywhere: park; bus; coach; bed; train station; coffee shop but definitely not in a Pub
• the roundabouts: I don’t even know how to call these ‘Circles’ on my first few days but I did find a way to figure it out
• Fish & Chips: Big Servings esp. of chips... hang on I should hate this because this is one of the reasons why I became ‘Ms. Fatsu’
• Unfriendly roads of London: the High Street of course: SHOPPING!
• The long walks, mostly alone but, people around me don’t care
• St. James’ Church – my Church for 5 long (but worthwhile) months
• Ate Malou, Ate Lab, Kuya Philip, Tatay P, the makukulit kids – they’re fantastic people
• The oracle – not as big as our malls here however, just suits my needs
• PRIMARK – good bargain as always!
• My 2-bedroom flat: everything about it
• Costly train ride to London ... oppsss... have to correct that : ....to everywhere in UK – but I love it
• Ryanair: intensifies my hunger for travel
• Sainsburys: crammed my fridge and my stomach
• M&S: I learned to shop here when I get to UK
• Feeding the ducks: how lovely they move towards a piece of bread
• 250 Brookdrive: Logica’s office in Reading, the lakes and the morning breeze just makes you want to stay longer
I can’t stop thinking now but I have to (and I need to sleep as well)... I have to let it go...
Five months may not be enough to learn everything that I have to but, the experiences that I had there were enough for me to say that I have been moulded into a better, mature and independent self – I got to know the real me; I got to conquer my fears and I met lovely people: these are more than enough to never forget the last night when I waved goodbye to England!

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