3 years at MOP

It was a very curious thing to actually see an image of myself in a mermaid's tail and people having their photo taken with it. If you'll tell me 3 years ago that I'll actually have my first print ad wearing a swimsuit and a die cut poster wearing a bikini bra, I would probably just laugh it off. Seeing my face on cinema and television also just made me surreal. Being interviewed live on Unang Hirit was nerve wracking but it was fun. But it sure is real today. God is a funny Being. Thank You. Celebrating my 3rd year at MOP sure made it memorable with all these details.

I've been here 3 years. I sang the national anthem thrice. The first time wearing a baro't saya and scared shit, the second time facing Hundred Islands and the third time's a charm, just winging it.

So far, I've hugged a stingray, cuddled a baby bamboo shark, seen little Nemos and seahorses. I've seen a dolphin at sea and fed birds.

It's been good. Great. Missed some people but stayed with the coolest, bad ass co-workers in the planet. Talk about TMZ live. That's how it goes everyday. And I'm immune to it. Haha.

MOP taught me how to let it go. Just like the song Frozen. You just live one day at a time. Walk a little until you reach the destination. No rush. You will get there in time. It's very liberating to have your own pace. At 36, I think I've carved my own style. And I still don't want added responsibility.

I'm thankful for everyone, for the breakthroughs and the defeats, for seeing God's creation up close everyday. For magical sunsets and tropical storms. For walking down my street out of habit.

I asked God for the unboring. And He totally delivered. Thank you Lord.