Question

I am wondering why I am here, wondering who my self really is and wondering on how to equate the equation of my life. Its just that it is a mystery in my part, if you will ask why I am bothered by this mystery, well I’ll answer your question.

You may have observed that my introduction is quite confusing, confusing in the sense that how I will start this story of mine though I have given you a hint. But this time I will unleash the true story behind me!

When you entered my blog account I guess you know me already but let me introduce myself I am Vanilyn J. Gomez, my age is increasing every thirteenth of April. I was born in the year 1993 so I am… never mind, just compute it later, meaning I was born on the year of the rooster. I am living here in Cebu City. — This is mostly the contents of my “All About Myself” composition, but not this time (although I already did it!).

Vanilyn J. Gomez, a simple girl who has nothing, but she only have her determination and love and support coming from her family. Oh I am sorry I am very dramatic but really my description about myself is true. No one really knows the true me. Even my parents don’t know my favorite color, the type of music I want to listen to and I guess almost all my favorites they don’t know about it. Also just like my parents, my friends have lesser information about the deep personality of Vanilyn. They may know some of my crushes but not all, they may also know how my face looks like when I get angry but not to the extent that they know what I am going to or will do when I am really hurt and get the feeling of real anger to a person. If that is the situation what more on my classmates’ part?

Let’s stop comparing and yet let us proceed to the next stage.

I am pertaining to go down and see if what is there. So have you seen it? Ah, ah! Not yet! Because you haven’t knocked my heart! -- Did you get what I am trying to say? If not then read this and if you already understood the meaning of what I have said then you must also read this. Who knows after reading this we might be the best of friends, I am not kidding.

Honestly I can’t answer my own question. I cannot answer it because I can’t even describe myself. Now I realize that words can’t really describe the real you because something lacks but I cannot explain it very well and at least I had given you an idea. Although many of my classmates are telling me that I am mysterious but I am happy about it because I don’t want my life to be an open book.

I am sorry if I haven’t answered my own question and I am also feeling sorry for myself because I haven’t solved the mystery bothering me. The truth is I can’t answer it because even me, I don’t know the equation assigned for me to be solved. But maybe as the time runs I can equate this equation of mine.