May 22, 2010
I have the best friends in the entire world. <3>
today was not a fairytale
every day we wake up and we all wish for a good day.
today wasn’t one of those days.
from the get go, it was bad, it was dark and it was plain depressing.
it was as if all the crazy thoughts that i’ve dealt with long ago were once again swimming in my head.
and i couldn’t control it: it was as if i was allowing me to fall into such a deep dark hole, like there were a lot of ways to get out of it but i refused to.
it was as if the deep dark pit was encouraging and once you’re sucked in, you’re sucked in.
and when i got home today, i was so exhausted with all the negativity that i just cried without really knowing the reason why.
and let me tell you, nobody cries that way because they are way too happy, nobody gets too exhausted or too bitter.
let me tell you, being mad takes too much out of you. it’s so much easier to let something go or in the world’s way of looking at it, it’s so much better to let someone pass you by or overtake you, because it’s never your negative energy to carry, it’s theirs.
that i learned the hard way today.
although i know that days like these are sometimes unavoidable, but you can actually choose to see it from another perspective.
i guess i needed to go through today to understand the importance of happiness and the importance of choosing it.
that being so depressed does not lead to good things and it only zaps the energy out of you.
based on today’s silly depression over nothing in particular, i dare say that you choose your own fairytale and you can choose to be happy or depressed.
today wasn’t a fairytale, but tomorrow’s another day.
in my head.
…fairytales, butterflies in my tummy. everything i imagined it to be.
Day Ninety Nine: May 20, 2010
Home is where the Heart is.
If this is the case, then Ed Link has become my home, honestly.
Because while I was training for Slingerland 2, I felt at home.
God placed me with people who get the same kiligs that I get whenever I hear about new books and they also share the same love for Glee.
I feel so at home. And the kids are just wonderful, they make me laugh with their little anecdotes.
It’s the greatest thing.
So, project 365, it’s been almost a hundred days since i started you and so far, you have been overwhelmingly kind. Each day is now more different than the other because of this little thing I do with my camera or my camera phone.
It has been more exciting, so for the next 265 days, i’m pretty excited. 🙂
Day Ninety Eight: May 19, 2010
COOKIE MONSTER WEDNESDAY!
My officemate, Britt is a lifesaver.
She, along with her cookies made everyone’s day at work. I had so much it’s kind of embarrassing to write down how much I had. But she traded butter for olive oil so i’m guessing it’s not as unhealthy as shoving those butter filled ones.
Whatever! I absolutely loved those cookies, I felt like Tinkerbell on coke the entire day.
Thanks again, Britt! The cookies were divine!
Why I’d Marry Ted Mosby in a Heartbeat
I love Ted Mosby.
And I’m not talking about Josh Radnor, although he is rather cute. But Ted Mosby, as in the character.
I love him because…
He is the eternal optimist.
He is the eternal romantic.
He dresses really weird but really cute too.
He can sing.
He is a professor… IN COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY. Need I say more?
He stands in the middle of a crowded theater to say that he likes you.
He’s one in a million because he’s telling the story of how he met his mother (could be me) to his kids. I mean what kind of dad does that really?
He’s best friends with the best people in the world.
Everytime I watch How I Met Your Mother, I literally drool because where in the world can I find Ted Mosby?
But in truth, I know God has a purpose and a plan. And He has nothing but the best but if Ted Mosby is part of that best, then God definitely knows what He’s doing.
… That was a joke. my best doesn’t necessarily mean that it’s His best.
Day Ninety Seven: May 18, 2010
All’s Well That Ends Well?
My dad has been in basketball for I don’t know how many years. And it’s never been a big thing.
My dad is my dad and I never really bothered to care much about how many points he scored, or whether or not his team is on top of the standings.
All I know is that my dad is doing something that he loves and that’s it. I’m happy for him.
However, most people think that being in this particular industry is lovely. And on most days, it is. The adrenaline rush you get during the games is incomparable. What happens behind close doors isn’t really my story to share.
But today’s picture depicts what were in my thoughts today. Last night while I was trying to fall asleep, I came across the movie adaptation of Mitch Albom’s For One More Day.
And it talked about a washed up baseball star and his mother.
It was quite timely because there were talks of a famed basketball player retiring his jersey. And it brought me back to the time that my own father retired.
My father is very blessed to still be in the same industry that he loves a lot.
However, the time in between his retirement and the time that he came back to the industry wasn’t the easiest thing.
When a doctor retires, he has the excitement over a great retirement which includes a lot of golf and a lot of vacation houses. He is still the best retired doctor a specific hospital has ever had, also he has the liberty to retire when he’s 80 years old.
An athlete’s life ends at 40. In some careers, 40 is just the beginning of success.
Along with the death of an athlete’s career comes the dying down of the applause that fuels an athlete on his best and worst days.
Most movies can exemplify this, however, nobody really gets to experience it first hand. Some people think that movies just exaggerate it, but to an extent, it is the truth.
Nobody knows what goes on behind closed doors, nobody sees the disappointment or the tears.
And that’s what the movie was all about.
Well, it is based on a true story and it is a perfect glimpse of what happens after the lights are closed and all the banners are gone.
It’s really not something you’re supposed to think of, but expect my crazy mind to go into overdrive and think about it anyway.
And for today, it was something that was worth the brain cells.
Day Ninety Six: May 17, 2010
Random Shot of A Random Person Day
So I was in Iago’s yesterday and I went there to play Hotel Dash, but that’s not important.
Yesterday was an incredible day.
God spoke to me through good people.
And even if I don’t feel it all the time, I know God is here and He is real.
And He is doing a magnificent change inside of me.
Day Ninety Five; May 16, 2010
He is no Ted Mosby…
The weekend was pretty bleak but I’d rather not dwell on those details.
But Mr. Bradley Cooper changed all of that. Yehawww Bradley!
Valentine’s Day was a cute movie too and I daresay, better than Love Actually.
Day Ninety Three: May 14, 2010
My Little Joy
Today was a blah day but Stef, as usual made it something extraordinary. 🙂
