Today is my birthday. It has almost been a week since fate has stricken our family. Thursday, October 1st was yet an ordinary day except that at 3:30 in the morning, fire ate up our house including all of our belongings. What's left and been saved is the van, a few pieces of jewelries and ourselves. No one was harmed. Maybe that's God's gift to me.. The gift of another life. I haven't cried since the incident, I don't know what to feel anymore. All I know is that God has better plans for us. It's so hard. Back to zero but there's nothing I can do to reverse back the time. Another mischief is my break up with nico. He fooled me again.. There's nothing left for me to do but hope, trust and have faith in God that someday, everything's gonna be better. But for now, I'm still picking up pieces of myself. Pieces of me that has been crushed and torn cruelly. I prayed to God that I continue being jolly. That these misfortunes should not steal my love and admiration to life. Sometimes, I feel so tired and restless.. I want to cry all day and die the day after. But I have a better idea: put my make up on and my best foot forward.