I haven't a clue as to how my story will end. But that's all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, you don't conclude the road has vanished. And how else could we discover the stars?
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
Next Year…
December 17, 20082009 looks promising.
I am excited about a job offer that hopefully will materialize come January. On the other hand, there is something that makes me scared and uneasy about 2009… the Bar exam results. I’ve prepared for it, done my best, and still praying for it. I am hopeful.
Much as I beg and pray, 2009 will soon be here. Inevitable.
Anyway, it’s doc’s birthday today. Happy birthday!
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