I can still remember my very first diary and the day I had it. And it is still in my possession. It is color green and yellow with a “Hello Bugi! I will study the ideas and dreams of our history to see how they can help me today” in the cover. I bought that diary with my mom and baby brother on December 10, 2001 (my dad’s birthday). I had my very first entry on Bugi (that’s how I call my diary) in a Jollibee restaurant at 5 o’clock in the afternoon.
As I read my entries back then, I can’t help but laugh at my folly. My handwriting then was so big! And I listed there the codenames of my elementary classmates. If one of them will see those, I and my barkada will definitely be doomed! I also wrote my crushes there. There are also some worries that an ordinary elementary girl would experience. Some are the puppy love, fight with a best friend, carelessness of an immature girl and many more. I just can’t believe I captured my thoughts and feelings in a common notebook and can actually bring me back to those times.
High school life came. I didn’t give up my journals. Though most of what had happened in my most special and delightful experiences were not documented. I deeply regret not constantly writing back then. Good thing I listed my classmates and teachers each school year. c; There’s also a page wherein I wrote about my true and eternal friends: the G4. I didn’t know then that they will stick with me for very long. I also had written something about some serious crushes like my ultimate crush. Mind you, he’s still my crush until now that’s why he’s the ultimate. Hahaha!
The pages of Bugi were all now filled with my evolving penmanship. That’s why I used another one. This time it’s a yellow notebook with a big hamburger in front (I love hamburgers!) My entries there were about my incomplete college life already (I’m just in my 3rd year) and of course, about my first heartaches. I also write some of the quotes from books that really touched my life. Ridiculous it may seem but I kept a record of some of the text messages of my first love. Hahaha!
From a child to a grown up girl yet to be lady, I can say that pen and paper is my very first best friend. I don’t only write in my official journals but also in any piece of paper or just anywhere I would like. I just write and write whenever I feel the urge.
Even if there’s already a blog, I will still love to write with my own hand. It will be a little more personal. And it’s an enchanting feeling to read your thoughts and feelings in your own handwriting after 10 years, saying to yourself, “so silly of me” or “really? I did that?” Laughing but knowing that all of those that were written are a big part of you.
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