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I Don’t Want A Lot For Christmas

And I keep thinking, how can there be more? How can there be anything more that can make me happier than I am right now? But it comes, and it comes. And I am amazed and thankful beyond belief.

Most people don’t know this, but I might just be the easiest person to please ever. What makes me happiest are the littlest of things. Really. 

So last night (or well, more like this morning), I spent most of my time on one of my favorite things which is usapang lasing, the Sermonia way. HAHAHA. 

Then before I finally decide to hit the hay, two things:

  1. A random text from a random person that just made me particularly randomly happy. Just because, well, I haven’t heard it in a while. And it was perfect. Like a scene right out of a movie. And on a perfect night, in a perfect world, I would’ve said yes, grabbed my stuff, and driven off into the night. 
  2. A tweet from a very close friend, telling me it was a shame that I’d already gotten my planner, since she got me one as well. I know this sounds shallow. But take note, the back story: Ever since 2008, I’ve had a Starbucks planner. And not for a single year have I ever bothered saving up or collecting stickers for one. It always just came. But like I’ve mentioned a gabajillion times before, this year’s been different. 2011 was particularly hard on me. And I realized, well, this year, I was absolutely sure that no one would bother to get me one. And that made me sad (and I mean this about the thought of it, not the actual thing). It’s just, it felt like I was a lot less loved this year. Less loved or loved wrongly, to be exact. That, and my panic because I cease to function without a planner. And well, when I saw that, no one can imagine how warm and gooey it made me feel on the inside. You know how they say it’s the thought that counts? Well, this was like, the best thought ever. Not just because of that though, no. Because this friend in particular, Camila Benipayo, she’s proven to be one of the best friends and one of the best people that I’ve been lucky, no, that I’ve been blessed enough to have in my life. There are three things I’ve learned from her (and I don’t think she even realizes), but here goes: 
  • Something that, in collaboration with my amazing people, she’s proven to me time and time again — I am not alone, I am not unloved, and I am not forgotten. (This one in particular gets tough to remember and to believe when life screws you over, but believe me, I try.)
  • Nobody is perfect. We all make mistakes. But the people who matter, they will always see past that and stay regardless. Because one wrong move does not define who you are. 
  • There is no such thing as too much food or too loud a laugh when you’re with the right company. 

P.S. Apparently, AlexAnton, another two of my most favorite people in the universe were supposed to get me the planner too. I can go die now (of happiness). But then that’d defeat the purpose of having all these wonderful people. Christmas gods, you have been much, much too kind. I love my people. I love my people. Oh, how I love my people.

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