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It's kinda bit late but I'm posting this anyway. Better late than never, right?  This is about how I spent my last 22 days of being a 22-year-old. Some days were just like the other days but there were also some unusual happenings. Far from my ordinary kind of day.  So here's how it went:  Day 1: Today I got to eat one of my favorite viands, pork caldereta cooked by my mother.  Day2: Happy tummy early this morning because I had my favorite breakfast, pancit canton with sunny side up egg.  Day 3: I packed lots of peanut adobo today. And it was so tiring. LOL. It's for our sari-sari store, by the way.  Day 4: Yey. Pizza. Two slices of pizza for today and an ice cream. And for the first time in the history, I went downtown wearing my "pambahay" outfit. Shocks!!! Can you even imagine that? And take note, we ran at the mall. Thank God I didn't see anyone who recognized me.  Day 5: Today the thing that made me happy was our snack. Together with mother and sis

Since in just a few hours I'm going to bid my goodbye to a 22-year-old me and will be welcoming my 23rd, allow me to have my farewell words. LOL.  Few days after I turned 22, I got a call for a job interview. I thought that, that would be my birthday gift. I thought God will answer my prayer but I was wrong. It's still not my time to shine, at least not just yet. Another rejection it is. But I take it as a redirection of God for me.  Then the days went by and I can already feel the spirit of Christmas. Last Christmas was different for us. Because we had our exchange gifts together with my family. It's our first time actually to do that. And thanks for the little kiddo, Elijah, who suggested that. He's my nephew and my godson, by the way. Though we're not complete, still we pushed it through just for fun. So we had our exchange gifts and during our Noche Buena, I really had a good time. That was the time that I laughed so hard that my stomach hurts from too much