The Infamous Me

Little did I know that infamy runs through me.I find it rather hard discerning what people thinks about me.But the question is,"Should I really bother on what they say?".There are probably two things that presses them to think differently towards me.First, could be the clarity of my emotions and second would be the way I execute them.More often than not would my face voluntarily shifts to the emotion that I currently feel.I'm such an expressive person,so to speak.I have this "what-you-see-is-what-you-get attitude".Perhaps it's because I'm impatient in explaining myself.I remember during the time I was pregnant,people were so eager knowingt who the father of my kid is.I was initially polite in answering most of their queries until I grew tired of repeating myself.I became a robot then.I abhored it.It even came to a point that I deliberately avoided people whom I know will ask me the same question.I've just grown tired of it.I know I have the freewill, and I will maximize that gift.

My girl just turned 1 year and 5 months yesterday.I named her MARIC MARGUERITTE.She's an aquarian,born on january 24,2005.I had this blog account named after her.Going back the time I gave birth,I was really skeptic that I'll be tagged as a single mom.I had her when I was 23.I just hate the fact people would categorized me as such.Perhaps I still can't accept what has transpired from the time I learned that I was pregnant.Heretofore,I can still feel how it was like to be caught between in denial of being pregnant and technically being one.I abhored the "feeling".That was the time when all the lore I've gained seemed too off.That I just can't find a way to properly deal with it.Maybe there are things that I'm just really afraid of deciphering the answer.It would still surprise me everytime I go home to see my little girl.Whew!Oh my,she's a little Mel and a little Marc altogether now.Nonetheless,Maric is here & wouldn't have wanted anything else.