true story. i promise and i swear.

One of my wannabe dreams is to be able to write a book someday. 

With all that has happened in my life, I'd like to think that I have enough stories to tell people. Believe me when I say that I have been through the worst to the point that I began to think, "May balat ba ako sa pwet?" 

Now, this is not to say that my life is a one whole 'Maalala Mo Kaya' series. It is actually far from being one because every time my life comes to that scene where I should have been bawling my eyes out something suddenly comes up ruining the supposed heart breaking moment for me. 

It is as if at exact the moment when my eyes are ready to let it all out, I suddenly find myself distracted by something else. Such that I am left with the dilemma  of whether to   let the drama queen in me take over or to let myself be distracted by whatever it is that  kept me from my best actress moment. And most of the time, the latter happens. 

I have this inherent tendency of discarding my emotions. To leave it hanging or repressed without being bothered about it at all. I consider it a gift. But a friend of mine finds it disturbing. Either way, this is just how I am. 

I have stories to tell. But could I actually tell these stories while I continue to be emotionally detached? I doubt it. For me to be able to fulfill one of my wannabe dreams I have to let the drama queen in me take over. That should be easy enough... Not. 

But then if I attempt to write in such a detached state I do not think I'd be able to convey my story in its genuine form. I'd probably end up with a book report done by a kid who, obviously, did not want to finish his homework. 

We write with our emotions. That's the only way we can tell our stories. If we remove the emotions from the story, we would be left with bare facts devoid of any significance. And that's not really much of a story.


So, make way for the drama queen. She is on her way. Chos.