DESTINY or FREE WILL OF CHOICE?

The other day I was having a discussion with my dad after lunch. It was about DESTINY. I was saying that a person cannot change what will happen. What must happen will happen, one way or the next, and nothing can stop it. He opposed me by saying that it's just FREE WILL OF CHOICE. His explanation to this was that a person makes their life the way it is. With the desicions they make, it can either lead to something good or something bad. And he also explained about pre-destination(I won't go into that now).
Everyone has something good awaiting them and it's up to them to find a way to get it.
There are times when we think we are making the right decisions, and when it turns out that it wasn't right, we get disappointed. But I always think that the explanation for this was that it was supposed to happen. It still would have happened later, maybe in a way much worse.
We can't avoid what should happen, or maybe it's possible.

Home Sweet Home

I'm home again. I'ts the best thing that can happen, although having a family upsets me sometimes. I'm so used to being alone. Anyway, I've started where I left off.
I missed the little creek where I used to spend most of my days as a child, so I went there to have a bath. The water was so cold. I floated in there for a long time, remembering the good times I've had. I realized it wasn't much. Anytime I thought something was good, something had to disappoint me. But I guess that's just the way of life. Can't undo what happens.
Anyway, it's the only place in the world where I feel I can be myself, with no one but the trees around me and the blue sky above me as I lie down in the water on top of the rock. I always feel at peace whenever I do that and time is always forgotten.
It's a place where I can talk aloud about my thoughts, without worrying if someone will overhear me.
I felt like it was ages since I was home the last time. Everything feels different. Even my sisters. Even though we still talk and share our secrets, I feel that they are much closer to each other than with me. I feel like a total stranger when they start to talk and I feel I don't always catch up with what they say. I make them repeat it over for me. As for my cat, I have to feel sorry for him. I feel bad when I see them kicking him. ( That's because they don't like cats, I'm the only one who does.)
I just hope I'll make up for the time I spent away from them this time. Even though I like to be by myself, I still think this is just too much.
Judy is not here to make me laugh. I left a few days ago and I miss Cayo already. I can't wait to go back. For my own reasons, even though I want to spend time with my family. Two things I feel are the most important (actually three), and I can only spend time with one.

My First Mechanical Ride

Last night I went to the Benque Fiesta. I was there the night before, but it wasn't fun because it was raining. I had my first mechanical ride and it was good. At first I was nervous, but then I relaxed and enjoyed. The best was the flying suacer. When we reached, I had a glass of strong rum, (really strong, it even burned my eyes when I brought it near my mouth). Anyway, I went in the ferris wheel first, along with my friend. The second ride was the flying saucer. When we got out of it I felt nauseaous. My friend said she felt like her guts could have came out through her mouth. That was fun, the best I've had in along time. I had to laugh because when she stepped out, she said she was feeling drunk. We zig-zagged among the people and they were looking at us(wondering what's wrong). For the third ride, I went by myself and that wasn't fun. My friend didn't want to go again. Now I'm beginning to understand that it's not fun when I'm by myself everytime when I can be having fun with others. I've learned a lot of things over the past 5 months since I met Judz. and I'm learning some more.