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August!!! August!! August!!! It's my birthday month! i wonder what's in store for me this month? I hope it's something that would make me smile.

It never fails to occur to me a passing thought that it's always in August that I'm having a hard time balancing my finances that i end up celebrating my birthday with only a penny in my pocket--good enough to buy a single candle to light up and offer to the saints and to God. It also happens that it rains on my birthday. I take it as God's gift-- my own shower of blessings. I just hope He won't turn it into a storm...

It's been raining incessantly for a few days here in Makati and yet, despite the gloomy and depressing weather accompanied by mood swings of winds, happy events happened to make me live by and not resort to stabbing myself with the can opener I bought the other month.

He took me to a stroll--IN THE MIDST OF THE STORM-- to Goto King where we could enjoy a nice and warm bowl of Goto since the weather freezed up all our cells. That stroll, where we laughed and went crazy in the streets, turned that storm into a wonderful walk in springtime. I totally forgot there was a storm. My head was in cloud nine. That was also the same week when I've watched 500 Days of Summer and there was a line there that struck me. It was the female protagonist's line wherein she says, she just woke up one day and she knew she was sure that the man she's going to marry was the one. I had that wake-up-one-day moment too. I knew he was the one even before he wasn't in my life. That's why I am fighting for him. I'm glad to see that my battles were not in vain. But there is this nagging trouble that keeps on bothering me-- what if he still doesn't know i'm the one for him? what if God will put his feelings to the test and give him a good rival? would he fight for me the same way that i fought for him believing that i was the one meant for him or would he simply let me go to that rival?


it's really scary to know. i hope when it happens, the weather would be below-zero cold.