Today, October 17, marks the second anniversary of the time I plucked myself out of fangirl retirement and became an active supporter of Alden Richards.
Those two years have been a roller coaster of ups, downs, and lower than downs. Frankly speaking, there had been many, many times that I seriously considered going back to retirement because I felt that it’s not worth all the aggravation anymore. This is supposed to be a stress-reliever, after all. If the one that’s supposed to free you from stress has become the source instead, you should stop doing it.
But then, I looked at this photo that I took about a week ago when I was cleaning up my room. These pretty much summed up my entire journey as an Alden fan, so far.
I remember browsing through the photos once again and reading Alden’s messages on each book (all of it are signed except for the Eat Bulaga one which I hastily handed over to him during the Wish I May tour at SM Marilao, back when he only knew me as, “yung sa Imus!”). It was then I realized that I’ve come a long way in such a short period. My ‘career’ as Agent P may be in a coma at the moment, but I’m kinda enjoying the relative peace and quiet that I have now.
I may be alone in this journey – most of the time, anyway – but it’s all good. I’m still here.