Talking to My Eight-Year-Old Self, Telling Her Things I Wish I Heard Back Then

If one of these days I come across my eight-year-old self along the street, I would gladly talk to "her" and say:

"Life's going to suck more than how you think it does right now. So you better get a tight grip on your rainbow and secure your place in the sun while you are young.  Although you think that those mishaps are going to take the rest of you, you still have the best of you hidden somewhere in the deepest corners of your mind - safe from any adversity that you thought could harm you. Life can be tough at times but you should never ever lose that spark of madness you exude.  Believe in the power of your dreams and never be afraid to face the fact that your life is in constant flux. You can go where life takes you but always remember to find your back to where you are destined to be. Wherever it may be that your present or future self may call you to, take your sweet time so you can arrive at the very doorstep of your lifelong dream safely."

Forever my Daddy's little girl,

Let Go to Learn, Live, and Love Life a Little Bit More

"You have too much stuff, you even keep those you don't even bother using."

Those were my Mum's words that I get to hear every time she scheduled a general cleaning task for the entire family. I remember those days when my Mum would constantly nag me to get rid some of my shoes, clothes, and bags. She would always rummage my room on schooldays and when I arrive home on weekends, I can see some of my old things packed which was some sort of an indication that I should throw some things away. It even came to a point that when I buy two new pairs of shoes, she would require me to let go of two old pairs.

Whatever it may be - clothes, plush toys, accessories, etc., I should admit that I accumulated a lot of them in the past,  And to tell you frankly, I barely used all of them anyway so they just get piled up in the closet or in my room. At any event, I was not ready to just let it all go.

The first moment that led me to the realization that you can really lose things despite your tight grip on them was when my Mum deliberately ripped off my favorite sleepwear. I can still remember that I was in the 5th grade when she bought me those cartoon characters-inspired oversized tees and I made sure I'd wear them to sleep every night until I die. If there's such thing as a comfort zone, then perhaps those were my comfort "clothes". My heart broke one day when I found them on the floor, ripped apart - not even one out of those 3 shirts were spared from Mum's scissor hands.

Letting go is one of the most painful lessons that we all have to learn. There are many things that we need to cut our strings of attachment from. We have to let go of memories, things, people, and at times, even our own selves. Considering the fact that it is fairly easy to build an attachment with people, it is very unfair at how letting go can be too hard. In some cases, even the mere thought of not having that thing or not getting to see that person again just seems to pinch your heart out and feels like something bigger than butterflies are trying to escape from your tummy.

It can be a pretty daunting experience, but at some point or another, we all have to let go. And once you are able to do so, you can know that you are never your old self again because you're better - you're stronger. By that time, you can leave the comforts of that carousel ride you dreamt on riding when you were younger to take that much anticipated roller coaster ride of your life. Who knows that once you have learned to let go of those things and those certain people, you will be surprised at how life looked at a different angle - with nothing holding you back from the endless possibilities that life has in store for you. :-)

Enjoying my roller coaster ride,

Rip-Stick Madness

Lately, I've been trying to find some sort of a physical activity that can help me stretch out my muscles that have been on rest for too long. One thing that caught me by surprise is the rip-stick madness - almost everyone in our neighborhood knows how to ride one. And because I am easily taken over by peer pressure, I decided to try it on.

I had to borrow my brothers' boards just so I can try my luck at it. It's not that easy, I tell you. I usually fall down just because my knees felt too stiff to wiggle. Hence, that board won't even move and would cause me to go out of balance and hit the ground.

I've been trying to learn how to ride it with D, but to no avail. All I got was a bruised leg and ego. How in the world can those freakin' little kids ride that thing?!

I.MUST.LEARN.HOW.

Soon to blog while riding a ripstick,


I took that shot of my brother Aiah as he was effortlessly gliding down the road using his rip-stick. To tell you frankly, this was one of our training sessions; I asked him to teach me how to ride that thing yet I ended up falling down the ground for countless times. Poor little me.

I really shouldn’t be doing this right now.

Seriously. I have countless unfinished Java programs under my nose which are all due tomorrow. I should be working under the Eclipse workbench – not Safari nor Firefox. Oh help me God!

I hope Windows Live and Blogger and Facebook be under maintenance! PLEASE. :))

Visible much.

Twitter. Plurk. Facebook. Friendster. Multiply. Tumblr. Blogspot. Wordpress. Windows Live. Yahoo Mail. GMail.

Name it, I probably have it. I’ve been too caught up in the cyber world that I tend to embrace any technology that comes to it. And here I am, wondering if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I think I’ve made myself too visible. I exist too much – if there’s such a thing. :))  Now, I’m still thinking about deleting some of those online accounts – especially the old ones that I already fail to update. The only downside there is, I’ll be erasing along with it the memories I have stored in there.

So there. I’m really bummed up on what to do. ;(