I went through my preceding blog entries and noticed one thing — you. It’s been all about you these days. You making me nervous. You turning my world upside down. You reminding me of that agitating smile. And you making me act like a crazy fool. I was even melodramatically advised/reminded by a classmate, “Kat, laging tandaan…malapit lang ang mental(he meant the hospital). Wag mag-alala.” Wehehe! That was when he saw me doing something really alarming — biting my clear folder, that is. Naisip kasi kita. Medyo nanggigil nang kaunti. Eh, walang ibang naisip kagatin, kaya un. Lol! Sometimes, you just sort of feel certain things. And you can’t help but get all animated..and a little silly, too. Fairly predictable, I guess. *grin*

I wonder when this euphoria would dwindle. Hmm…

Anyway, enough has been said about you(for now, I guess). There are other things, much morereasonable, that’s been spinning ’round my mind lately. Like this paperback that I just finished reading entitled The Five People You Meet in Heaven. It’s a wonderful depiction of what’s in for us after earth. The title speaks for itself, the story actually talks about five people who we would meet in heaven, after our life on earth.

Mitch Albom, the author, has a truly vivid imagination. You all should read it. It makes you realize a lotta things about life on earth.

A certain quote found in the novel really tickled my fancy. It’s about anger and on how it could consume you. It goes — “Holding anger is poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.”

This reminds me of what my Mom always tells me — to not hold grudges against anyone ever. She says it would always hinder you from getting to your dreams. It would always pose a barrier between you and happiness. I would always believe in that. I’ve seen people destroyed by anger and I never liked what I saw.

There were actually lots of lines in the book which really got me to thinking. Too bad I can’t remember in which pages they were written. Anyway, if you see this Albom title by a near library or by a friend’s ownership, don’t fail to borrow it. The little time you’d use for reading this novel would be time well-spent.