If I Were To Write My Last Blog Post

...Pretty much I would be careless. I might just post whatever non-general-life related issue here like I used to. But what if you know that it will be your last? Now we're talking a much deeper issue. 

The past few days was a roller coaster. More ups, more middles and much more downs. It's surprising to see that a heart like mine, after all the strangest and breath-taking stunts that had been up to, survived another crazy yet fruitful impact. I often underestimate my capabilities as a survivor. Having been through a lot doesn't only necessarily mean you're strong. It also meant that your weaknesses are your assurances that someone up above loved you beyond everything.

I get tired sometimes. Tired of hearing.. "dadating din siya...". Cliche but true. 

Far below from where I had been in so many times now, I grab hold the rope, ascend carefully again, and as I reached the top once more, with a heart that still weakly beats and a soul that keeps on searching, I'll allow myself to fall again. It might not be sooner, but I'll get there. Like a bunjee jumper. You don't care if someone will grab you below. You just jump. The exhilarating feeling would made you wish you'd do it again and again. Like love; You don't stop loving someone. You just have to jump again. And again. And again. 

And if I were to write my last blog post, I wanted to be very spontaneous, might have a couple of pictures here and there, and I won't came with a warning. I won't have my last words. I will have wishes and hopes. I won't go delve into the saddest things that made me who I am today. I will nurture every promise, every smile I see on this tiny yellow folder called "My Pictures". I will savor every push of my fingers on the keyboard. Slowly touching the corner of my blogsite as if I'm holding it the first time. Each word will be sufficient to re-read over and over. I would want my blog to be a passion rather than an inspiration.   

And at the end of the paragraph I will not express farewell.