How young are you? :)

Two and a half hours remaining before I turn 24! I am so excited! haha

My birthday isn't really a grand thing for me. i mean, am not a party thrower or anything like that and i don't exactly like the thought of me growing older. haha. I've always said i may be officially 24 (later :) ) but my mental age is maybe 12 or 14, aha! but still i enjoy that certain happy and peaceful feeling on your birthday, when you feel like nothing can go wrong. ;)

Anyway, a great part of birthdays are greetings! i was so touched and even feels the touching moment when people greeted and still greeting me (thaaank you!) and some people i don't know even sent me greetings (yes, it is touching) and of course, the gifts!:) Thank you for my so special family for the Luk Yuen treat! :)

Last night, i had a dinner date with my good friend, Ike and we all got talking about career paths. I couldn't help but ask him,"when you're 80, old and gray, and you look back at your life,what would make you say you’re happy?”

His asnwer: "if I have a good, happy family. If I see my grandchildren not go through the hardships I went through".

I don’t know if it’s too much philosophy, but I just really wanted to ask this question in light of our career talk, because if these are our end goals, wouldn’t it necessary follow that our career moves work to reach the things we want most in life?

My answer? – I can say I am truly happy if I look back and see that I spent each moment of my life with the people I love, doing the things I love doing. So what is my path then? That’s why I always say, happiness is a choice. Because each and every choice we make in life, based on what we are given in life, will decide if we will truly be happy.

Question: what would make an 80 year-old-you happy? :)

Early this morning, i had a date with Coy. So early for he visited and invited me sa napakaagang oras din para mag date! haha. yayain ka ba naman ng alas otso ng umaga at harapan pa, ah? :)

While we're eating, he raised this question: "Would you ever wished to skip a decade of your life just to avoid all the awkward and harsh things in life?"

My answer: 

"it's very tempting. and i can't say, i've never wished, but i don't think i'd ever want to grow older overnight. alam mo yan. :) there are times i just can't take the hardships and pressures of life that i wish there was a fast forward button i could press. but then again, when i do get through that hardship and that particular pressure-giver, i find myself stronger and wiser. so as tempting as it is, i think, every hassle-duck, hassle-deck and hasslefeck moment in life makes us a better person", with matching kindat pa for him.:)

Totoo naman, di ba? There are surprises in life. A lot of surprises. It'll only be that if we do not allow ourselves to still be surprised. We're only as young as we allow ourselves to 'be surprised'.

To end...

Wounded and scarred people are beautiful. :)

I got this scar yesterday inside the bus - going to Batangas. :(

I was sitting on the very front row of the bus so nakita ko agad ang old lady carrying four baggage and one cart herself. My mind said, "help her" so i do the move abruptly. When am about to pull the cart, the lady pushed the baggage (she didn't know daw kasi that i was supposed to help her) placed before the cart and then suddenly, WHAM! I got the attention of other passengers with my "OOUUCCCHHH!!!" It gave me a bit of a sore neck but then it was my leg that hurt more than anything. Kinailangan ko pang tiklupin ang pantalon ko to see that "arrayyy". I was like a 7 year old kid who wanted to shout, "Mama, help!" but in total honesty, as I saw the wound and red liquid running, a tear dropped on my face. :( 

And to be honest, i have scars talaga on my legs. I have this one i got pa during my grade school girl scout days. Merong dahil sa pagtakas ko para makasama sa mga kaibigan na pupunta noon sa bukid, eh tatalon pa ako mula sa bintana ng kwarto ko. ayon, nadapa, ang napala, sugat at dahil tinago kina mama at papa, heto, hindi naalagaan, peklat ang kinalabasan. tsk. tsk. bata nga naman. :)

So how do my scars make me beautiful?

Actually, these scars don't. Physically, yucky siya. Am such a big fan of girls i see na talagang mala - manika ang legs. WOW talaga.But it did help me a lot on my long quest to be comfortable with myself. Of course, mas madaling sabihin na, "am comfortable in my own skin" kapag flawless ka. But for me, having all these scars growing up helped me have this attitude na "hey, nagkaroon ako ng childhood!" and there's a story behind my scars. :) of course, i wish that i could freely flaunt my legs. sino ba namang girl ang ayaw, di ba? but hey,I've come to terms with the fact na isa yun sa mga imperfections ko and i have to learn how to deal with it at alam ko, hindi ko naman ikakasama bilang tao ang pagiging may peklat ko. :p

I remember when i was in grade school. We were playing the chinese garter in our house's front yard when Nhaly, one of my playmates then, accidentally pushed me. Nadapa ako and when I stood up, I saw a bit of blood on my legs and so i decided to ran to my Lolo, who was watching us then. Hindi naman sya ganun kasakit,but i cried. Then Lolo wiped my tears and told me this beautiful story titled, "scarred people are beautiful". Here how it goes:

"Once upon a time,  there was a big piece of rock living peacefully on a mountaintop. One day, he gets transported somewhere far, far away. All of a sudden, he receives multiple blows around his body. He gets hurt once, twice, more times. he's hurt bad. He doesn't know why he's being beaten but it goes on and on. One day, it suddenly all stops. everything becomes peaceful just like it was before. after some time, he notices that people start to look at him, they stop and stare and he's wondering why. One day, there were two workers walking by, and they were carrying a big mirror. The rock saw his reflection, and saw, he was now a beautiful statue." :)

Sometimes, or often times, we are filled with uncertainty of why we feel the pain that we feel. In the end, all these blows that we receive, mold us to become beautiful beings.

Ito na talaga. :) For those who have greeted, will be greeting and those who don't want to greet me at all (haha), THANK YOU. As in, Thank you so much!! 24 is an odd age. you're not young, you're not old. then again, maybe it's just me. maybe am just naturally odd. :)

I always say, am young and loving it. :) Am a child like, and mind you, I'd like to keep it that way. :)
Thanks everyone! :)