Written on my physical journal on december 7, 2010 at half past two in the morning

Christopher GutierrezIt’s another one of those nights where I absolutely cannot go to sleep and something just rouses my senses even more. And the one thing that makes this moment a little bit high on edge than the other stuff that has happened to me is that right now I am absolutely starstruck and spazzing over someone I look up to.

I was actually beginning to fear that Chris might not ever receive the letter I sent him because I realized only a week ago that I misspelled a part of his address and everything that I hoped for would only go down the drain since he might never know I wrote him something.

Thank god I was wrong. He talked to me on Facebook chat a while ago. I really didn’t foresee it was going to happen because when I first heard that buzz or notification from Facebook chat I initially thought it might probably be [redacted] commenting about my podcasts or the webcam chat I recently put up. Turns out I was wrong. It was actually ChrisThe Christopher Gutierrez saying, “Hey you,” to me to strike up a conversation.

I totally spazzed. I think it was fortunate that only three people were watching my webcast because I know how stupid I looked when I found out that Christopher Gutierrez was actually talking to me.

I know it’s not really a big of a deal to other people but to me it is. It’s not every day that someone you look up to (who happens to be very far away and doesn’t even know you) would actually spare at least a bit of their time to tell you that they received your letter and they appreciate your words. It’s not so common but it happened to me and for that I feel special—blessed.

The main reason why I am writing this now even though I clearly need to be forcing myself to sleep is that what just happened is EPIC.

I know it’s not exactly like I actually met the guy in person. But to be able to sort of establish a connection and let that other person know that you exist is already something and perhaps he might actually remember me because I was the girl from the Philippines who wrote him a letter which had to be sent all the way to Chicago for him to read.

Perhaps I am thinking big again. But who knows, right?

One day I might be able to come to Chicago and meet him. No one really knows. But now I have to make things happen. Like he said, “Stay in school.” And I am going to get my diploma when this semester ends and I’ll start making my dreams come true after that. 🙂

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