A New Beginning

People have this ideology of a new start; that you should wash your hands clean of what happened beforehand. I beg to differ. One must know his start to proceed to the finish. Remember your humble beginnings and you shan't stray off the path that you are traversing. If you don't know where you began, you wouldn't have any goal in the first place, right? The path may be tumultuous, meandering, there may be the occasional highway robbers, but nonetheless, you're going to reach the end of the road in the nick of time. Well, as long as you walk the pathway expeditiously. My point is, I miss the Philippines and the family that raised me to be a man, the Teylans.

I'm in New York presently. It's really not bad. The house is simple, moderate, manageable, warm, carpeted and lovely. It's a great place for self-improvement. It's also a place of countless possibilities. I love the weather, but there is still something in my guts that call me to the motherland. I will come back, eventually. It will be only for visits though. I'm all established here now, destiny beckons and I hope that it shall be sweet.

I'm happy with this place. Unlike my diet in the Philippines, the one here is pretty much wonderful. I eat a lot of greens, leafy ones too, only lean meat, some livers, skim milk, fruit juices and that's just the beginning of it. New York means NEW BEGINNING for me. I'm pretty much enjoying the dork-ish life over here -- the health-buff lifestyle and the study-study-study habit. Chores and reading has become my modus operandi each and every 'friggin day. I ain't complaining about it, it's actually biding my time. Whoopfrigityhoo.

I'm going to start to go to the gym again tomorrow, I can't wait! Something new to bide my time.