Boom

The 2009 race was sublime. Given the iconic death of Cory Aquino who ignited once more the yellow revolution, a far cry of mourning from fanatics of the timeless Michael Jackson, stars of the local scene, the Ondoy rampage and how politics lambasted humanity by going overboard through the massacre of innocent lives, I personally would say this year surpassed its precedents in both flair and diversity. Yes it was a year of so much loss but the sadness reciprocated with triumph in many forms like Pacquiao's groundbreaking victory to snag the 7th world title, the propelled fame of Efren Peñaflorida and a rekindling of the Bayanihan. This year was revolutionary in an aspect only the indifferent does not know. Ups and downs, the tilt and drift if all combined, you get the elixir of meaning of how a year is really defined. Both in the tragedy and comedy do you unravel the kernel and learn the tricks of the trade. I learned a lot. I mastered grit. I learned patience. I clung to faith in a higher bar. I learned how to do a big recoil.

I cast off the worries of the year that was, the problems and the disputes and I depart to a new year hand-carrying my goodies. So let's leave that o-nine and embrace a new realm and the clean slate. Let's paint 2010 real good. HAPPY NEW YEAR!