Do you believe in dreams? No?

Well, I do now as of a moment ago…

A while back, I had a dream. A dream that shows me a reality that I did not want to accept. I was and am so stubborn that way. What do you do when people tell you that “Hey! This house is not safe.” and you know and you’ve made your survey that this is “the” house and it is safe base on history? You buy the house right? Well at least most of you will…

Stubborn. I guess that is me. I am born stubborn. My middle name should be stubborn. Making it Thomas “Stubborn” Yap. My mom has the most headache out of my stubbornness. Well, I guess not only my mom but most people. Even The Director hates me for this fact. But I’m stubborn with a purpose. The purpose to accomplish a mission yet unknown to me.

I was stubborn enough to not accept that my mom insisted that I should go to local University instead of college. I am where I am today and I wouldn’t have gotten what I’ve gotten in college if I went to University. Maybe, there could be a better opportunity there, but who knows? God knows.

Well… today officially my dream comes true. Because I was stubborn…

Plus, I was so stubborn that a friend of mine reminded me not too long ago that it will not go well and there were plans for me to follow made to make it well. I didn’t conform to that plan, because I was stubborn yet again. This time, I was stubborn because I knew it will not be right for me to go with that plan. Because, even if it does make it right, it will still not be right. You get me?

God has his plans right? God has his own way in showing us the truth right? If I’m a believer in Him, I sure do believe that what happens in our everyday life is in his own plan. Making us believe the real truth, making us see it with our own eyes, putting the news right in front of our face as stubborn as we are, He will do it to open up our eyes. God is great.

Sigh… I always get this… Always…Why!?

Heh.. irony but I still remember what you, Nadia, said to me back then in college at Uma Curry House. Those words stays strong in me, up till now. How I wish I can say that you lay a curse on me with those words, but no. What words? It starts with “You always…” I’m sure you can remember.

It is just me being me… and how do I get rid of my middle name? Heck! My middle name doesn’t even start with “S”. Yes, I do have a middle name for those of you who never knew.

Yeah! How do I get rid of my middle name? I don’t know… God knows.