At the end of 8th grade my Language Arts teacher awarded me with a best writer certificate. I had no clue why I deserved such a thing. I shrugged it off, I disliked her teaching style so much (now I realize she taught middle school like a college professor, she was all over the place), so I never took the accolade seriously.

Fast forward to college, during a mentor-sesh with my graphic design department director she tells me I could totally become a copywriter. I had no idea what that meant either. She really wanted to emphasize to me that I had the ability to write. My response was somewhat of a simple: "Ok. Thanks."

The other week I got a random email from my former boss telling me she loved my blog and that I "have something." I still haven't responded to her (ahem* Thanks Tia).

My cousin, Abby (here's your official S/O, haha), is one of my biggest fans as far as this blog goes. In her words I'm like her pinay Carrie Bradshaw. Haha, what an honor.

Prior to my move I also had plenty of girls back home encouraging me to go back to blogging routinely. Due to a general lack of motivation and unforeseen ridiculous life changes in 2012 I completely fell off my previous blog.

So ok, I hear you now. Thank you for the compliments, and thank you for supporting my narration of the beautiful mess that is my life (more beautiful than a mess).

I appreciate it whole-heartedly.