Flowing Like the Summer Breeze

I may have just wasted a perfectly cool summer day...

On the other hand, if it were not for this virus, I would not have had the time to reflect on the past, contemplate the present, and dream about the future. And as much as I would love to say that they all contained happy thoughts, they were equally filled with sad ones--a complementary balance of sorts. 

There are many things I would like to change about my past, if given the chance. But at the same time, I probably would not be where I am or who I am today without those experiences. And who is to say that I would not have come across those instances, somewhere down the road?

I cannot say either, that I am absolutely happy with my life now. It is not where I thought I would be, then again, I never really knew where I hoped to be at this point. However, I can say that I am thankful for the people who have stuck with me through and through, and the new ones that have come into my life--they keep me sane amidst all this insanity life comes with.  

The future is the thought I have most difficulty with. It is always a millisecond away. It is what frightens me most, but at the same time gives me a sense of hope. Unpredictable, but suggestible. Changing with each decision we make; an infinite number of possibilities. 

I wonder what tomorrow will bring... 

As You Wish

I wonder why some people choose to continuously criticize others for the wrong things that they do, but never appreciate them for all the good.

My parents (and many others', I'm sure) are perhaps the epitome of such people. Every day it's "do this do that" then go away for a few minutes only to come back and interrupt while I'm busy doing something, to give me even more orders. Sometimes I feel that they forget I am not their servant. Is it really that difficult to spit out a "please" and "thank you" once in a while?

But what frustrates me even more is regardless of me following their every whim, all hell breaks loose when I don't do one thing to their exact specifications. And they have the nerve to accuse me of being ungrateful and lazy, and proceed to ask me why I'm giving them an attitude.

I look forward to the day I move out, just to see how my parents will cope without me.

Who will be there to help you fill out forms? Call to refill your prescriptions? Talk to the server to explain just how you want your order? Book your flights and hotel rooms? Read through manuals to understand how to assemble and work some thing you bought? Print and organize your "important documents"? Call for technical support? Take care of grandma because you don't feel like dealing with your own family? Attend family gatherings in your place for the same reason as the above? Figure out why something isn't working? And all that other things you can do yourself but are to lazy to do?

"We don't appreciate what we have until it's gone."
Boris Yeltsin

And that is a sad truth.

Here We Go…

Ahh… My very first blog post!

I wasn't sure, at first, whether or not creating a blog would be a good idea, given that I tend to get carried away with thoughts and ideas to a point where I lose sight of what should and should not be said (privacy and all)…

But what the heck! It's not like I have anything to hide… *cough*.

Anywayyy, I should probably hit the pillows. 8AM class, weeeee. -_-