Sailing Home




Dear stranger,

A letter to you, to me and to the girl with a flower crown in her hair. Writing to tell you the reason(s) why I made a new blog. I think I made a new one because it had been very tiresome to write about the things I despise. I cannot recall in my almost 9 years of blogging that I ever stopped talking about them, so I decided to make a separate place on the interweb to write about the loveliest things (especially the ones I see online). You see, they are all calling out to me as if they are even worth blogging than the sappy stories i tell about myself, which is an inconvenient fact. Not only that, i find myself forgetful these days. I tend to lose the pretty things I see and I don't know where to find them anymore. Just recently I asked my best friend to go online because I needed to show her pictures of what our room should look like in the future and when she was finally in, I forgot what I was suppose to show her and where to find them. Pity my old soul.

I also want to share bits and pieces about myself & how much I have changed for the past 3 years & my friend, Isabel & my misadventures with my sisters & school, where I am meeting new friends and collaborating with interesting people. After 3 years I have changed so much and trying to be productive as I can. I want to write nothing but the greatest and loveliest experiences I had encountered, so that each time I write, my family and friends get clued in. I'm alright ma ... I'm only bleeding ...

I want a separate place for the things I love. No whining about people. No yapping about the things I despise. Just everything good about anything good.

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