catch up
I haven't posted in such a long time, I know. I lost the password to this and was too lazy to get it because the email address I used to subscribe was sending spam to all of my contacts every time I opened it. But I got both my email and my password back hence celebrating with a new layout and header. Finally, my glee obsession has translated into my journal and since Lea Michele is adorable, that and it took me ages just to figure out how to make and post that header, I think I'm keeping this for a long while.
So, everything's been really hectic with work and home life. I keep getting sick and things keep popping up that I need to attend to within the family but it's fine. I love how my life is going right now. I just need the motivation to make things better. And I will. I can. I can't imagine that one year ago, I was at the cross roads of my life. Deciding whether to stay in law school and be miserable or take the plunge and follow what I really wanted. I'm glad I chose the latter. Robert Frost was right, it made all the difference.
Someone honestly told me they wanted to be me and I was kind of a humbling experience. I don't think my life is that great and yet here was this teenager who thought I had the best life ever and yet I keep on complaining about the things that I do lack instead of appreciating the things that I do have. Of course I told her we are who we are for a reason and that we always have something to be thankful for. And that I was pretty sure that someone out there wanted her life too. So yes, I should start feeling less focused on what I don't have in my life and more focused on what I do and what I can have in the future.
Earlier this morning I saw the roving store where a carabao is pulling around all these woven furniture around the city. I felt a little nostalgic seeing it. I used to see droves of them when I was younger and now what could possibly be a Filipino tradition is a dying way of life. My Dad says they used to be like gypsies. They travelled in groups and started from the province and dispersed in the city to sell their goods. Now it's all commercialized, of course. And very few people would take the journey just so they can sell a few pieces. I wonder if there's any way to preserve that. I feel like we're just letting our culture fade into oblivion.
I actually have nothing inspiring or even note worthy to write at the moment. I just wanted to type something out and hopefully making a habit of doing this once a week. And since I still have loads to do, I'm going to be stopping this entry. :] God bless!
So, everything's been really hectic with work and home life. I keep getting sick and things keep popping up that I need to attend to within the family but it's fine. I love how my life is going right now. I just need the motivation to make things better. And I will. I can. I can't imagine that one year ago, I was at the cross roads of my life. Deciding whether to stay in law school and be miserable or take the plunge and follow what I really wanted. I'm glad I chose the latter. Robert Frost was right, it made all the difference.
Someone honestly told me they wanted to be me and I was kind of a humbling experience. I don't think my life is that great and yet here was this teenager who thought I had the best life ever and yet I keep on complaining about the things that I do lack instead of appreciating the things that I do have. Of course I told her we are who we are for a reason and that we always have something to be thankful for. And that I was pretty sure that someone out there wanted her life too. So yes, I should start feeling less focused on what I don't have in my life and more focused on what I do and what I can have in the future.
Earlier this morning I saw the roving store where a carabao is pulling around all these woven furniture around the city. I felt a little nostalgic seeing it. I used to see droves of them when I was younger and now what could possibly be a Filipino tradition is a dying way of life. My Dad says they used to be like gypsies. They travelled in groups and started from the province and dispersed in the city to sell their goods. Now it's all commercialized, of course. And very few people would take the journey just so they can sell a few pieces. I wonder if there's any way to preserve that. I feel like we're just letting our culture fade into oblivion.
I actually have nothing inspiring or even note worthy to write at the moment. I just wanted to type something out and hopefully making a habit of doing this once a week. And since I still have loads to do, I'm going to be stopping this entry. :] God bless!