There is no I in TEAM But since T-A are better off with S and R You’ll end up with nothing but M-E. Still. Cheers M-E. Someway you’ll get your G-A back.

There is no I in TEAM

But since T-A are better off with S and R

You’ll end up with nothing but M-E.

Still. Cheers M-E.

Someway you’ll get your G-A back.

Some call it luck Reblogged from thegerzone: I did a photo story on Tahan-tahanan, a halfway house for children with cancer. Very inspiring kids. I was trying to write something about people taking things for granted. This was after seeing this guy selling goto at 3 am and reviewing his text books and wondering if his answers were right. This was after a friend posted this photo of kids with cancer at a halfway house. After filing papers to donate blood for a relative, also with cancer, who basically lost her battle even before I had my papers approved. But as I was recalling all the poeple I’ve met, seen, or even just heard talking about how easy their lives are, because mom and dad were this, or how “arguably” difficult their lives are because of the things they dont have… I just gave up. Life is unfair. Totally. Yes, there’s no point complaining. But can I just pray for a little justice. For a little more karma. So that when I need to answer the question “why is this happening”, I could make even myself believe. (Source: thegerzone)

Some call it luck

Reblogged from thegerzone:

I did a photo story on Tahan-tahanan, a halfway house for children with cancer. Very inspiring kids.

I was trying to write something about people taking things for granted.

This was after seeing this guy selling goto at 3 am and reviewing his text books and wondering if his answers were right.

This was after a friend posted this photo of kids with cancer at a halfway house.

After filing papers to donate blood for a relative, also with cancer, who basically lost her battle even before I had my papers approved.

But as I was recalling all the poeple I’ve met, seen, or even just heard talking about how easy their lives are, because mom and dad were this, or how “arguably” difficult their lives are because of the things they dont have… I just gave up.

Life is unfair. Totally. Yes, there’s no point complaining.

But can I just pray for a little justice. For a little more karma.

So that when I need to answer the question “why is this happening”, I could make even myself believe.

(Source: thegerzone)

Bonggang Bonggang Giorno! Amazing how you can procrastinate for almost half a year and still end up doing it. This is most specifically for Gerson. Teacher by day, film maker by other days, and tourist for the coming weekend. Bear in mind that I did not survey Florence in its entirety, but I did get to do two important sets of activities: Those I Really Enjoyed and Those na Masabi lang. But lets start at the very beginning. Start by bringing gloves. I dont know if its summer there or what. Weather forecasts say its gonna be sunny. But you dont want to spend 15 euros for a pair when you need them. And wear comfortable shoes…with thick socks in case you’ll be using the gloves. Florence requires lots of walking. The cold air helps ease the stress, so pray its not hot. But youre from Manila! Whats new? ;) Bring all the books, gadgets, gameboards and other anti-boredom gadgets you can because its gonna be a long plane ride, and train ride in if ever… The scenery is great, but goodluck taking pictures… and while we’re at it.. BEWARE OF PICK POCKETS. As the saying goes “Rome is number 2 when it comes to pick pockets… ” Filipinos might as well be number 1 but getting mugged by big caucasians is just scary. Once you step out of Rome (assuming this is where you will be landing) keep your enemies close, your wallets and valuables closer! They can be as harsh as coming towards you and opening your belt bag IN YOUR FACE! Especially at the train station. I dont mean to discriminate but be extra careful with: 1.Women. Even pregnant women. 2. Women with kids/babies 3.Old people with kids and babies 4.People with no luggage I think they call them gypies. They will try to ride the train and get off with your money before the engine starts. Ok? Fast Train tips: This is unofficial but i find the prices at McDonald’s Roma Station cheaper. heheĀ  Plus, the train will move over and under mountains so expect lots of pressure changes and therefore practice your Val Salva’s: forcibly exhale while keeping the mouth and nose closed. promise. Once you disembark… avoid porters or anyone who would willingly help you carry your bags. They will ask for money and they can be very intimidating. AND DONT FORGET YOUR MAP! In case you get confused, heres my version: There’s one street you need to remember, if you want to relive my 4 days. haha VIA FAENZA.from the station find the mcdonalds corner, and walk further. Here are the landmarks of THINGS NA DAPAT GAWIN/MASABI LANG nagawa mo at Firenze Brunelleschi Duomo — YOU WONT MISS IT!! You’ll feel like looking at a POSTER!! its actually adjacent to other really nice structures. And let this be your point of reference. in case you get lost. Just try to find your way back here. From there walk a little more to landmark G as in G for GROM Supposedly the “BEST GELATO IN THE WORLD/ITALY/FLORENCE/WHEREVER”. Its popular so atleast try it. Its at the end of the alley with L’Opera signage facing Duomo. Check your google maps for reference. “Via del Campanile angolo via delle Oche” Try everything hehe pero kami ni Raef, masaya na kami sa Fiordilatte. Somewhere at the other side, you’ll find PIZZA POR KILO (see Gerson map Pizza Landmark) hehe worth trying since your in Italy right? From Grom.. Walk to Via Calzaioli, and then WALK AWAY FROM DOUMO..lonnnnggg walk.. until you reach SIGNORIA SQUARE - - Here you can hit uhm 4 birds with one stone..including PALAZZO VECCHIO, and the UFFIZI GALLERY its where you can find the BIRTH OF VENUS. I personally w asnt able to get in.. time constraints. But I suggest you go and better yet reserve tickets online. From there go back to the Duomo.. or find your way to the ACCADEMIA GALLERY where you can find Michelangelo’s David, and the rape of the Sabine… again.. this means falling in line.. so goodluck. NOW FOR THE THINGS I ENJOYED See Landmark “Heart”— youll find Ostello Archi Rossi.. where we stayed. go in dont be shy. pretty pretty walls. its VANDALPHILIC. Somewhere at the the third floor there is the UP PEP logo. hahah goodluck finding it. Kahit ako di ko alam asan un. hehe From the Accademia, (see Gerson map again, the small orange mark at Via Degli) you’re supposed to find a small shop that says MADE IN TUSCANY where you will find one of my greatest frustrations: Hand-Made Leather Journals. Its MOLESKIN BUT WAAYYY BETTER *hint hint hint* ahaha The guy who owns the place was a former teacher who quit his job to make his own stuff. Craftsmanship is big in Italy. If you can quit your job to start your own handmade store.. youre LA BOMBA! hehe Yellow/Red Check (im not exactly sure which but you’ll find it for sure) —- Antica Gelateria Its NOT THE WORLDS BEST GELATERIA but i prefer it here. Seriously, youre from the Philippines, you wont taste the difference in two days. But the owner was extra nice. really friendly establishment and that was quite rare for me. (BTW if you plan on dining inside Ristorante’s, you have to pay extra..and you have to order the FULL MEAL… tss.. ) He gave us a free tour on how he makes gelatos (also a job quitter) and gave us freebies! Special thanks to Nicole for being extra friendly and caucasian looking haha so please drop by and say Hi for all of us! Pink Check Landmark (still at Faenza) is a stationery shop where i got my post cards. Trust me its the cheapest in the block. 6 pcs for a euro if im not mistaken. Basta, its the cheapest. And lastly the San Lorenzo Market is a full block of stall.. tents.. whatever you’d like to call it. You’ll find Murano’s, scarves, leather goods, etc. Try to look for bargain leather bags.. Coach Lala was able to find one at 5 EUROS!!! Usually sila ung naka kalat.. but still, its italian leather. And if you manage to find a cheap plain leather Racksack… pabili rin. hehehe ;)) That is basically it. If you plan to go to Pisa.. just go back to the Station and find the train to PISA. Its 2 to 3 hours away? Im not sure. But from there, find a newstand and buy a bus ticket. Then look for the Red (Rosa) Line… in no time, you’ll be there. Or ask around to double check my info haha Remember… take really nice pictures!! You are not just a tourist with a dslr!!!! hahaha MAKE US PROUD! ahhaha ingats

Bonggang Bonggang Giorno!

Amazing how you can procrastinate for almost half a year and still end up doing it.

This is most specifically for Gerson. Teacher by day, film maker by other days, and tourist for the coming weekend. Bear in mind that I did not survey Florence in its entirety, but I did get to do two important sets of activities: Those I Really Enjoyed and Those na Masabi lang. But lets start at the very beginning.

Start by bringing gloves. I dont know if its summer there or what. Weather forecasts say its gonna be sunny. But you dont want to spend 15 euros for a pair when you need them. And wear comfortable shoes…with thick socks in case you’ll be using the gloves. Florence requires lots of walking. The cold air helps ease the stress, so pray its not hot. But youre from Manila! Whats new? ;)

Bring all the books, gadgets, gameboards and other anti-boredom gadgets you can because its gonna be a long plane ride, and train ride in if ever… The scenery is great, but goodluck taking pictures… and while we’re at it..

BEWARE OF PICK POCKETS. As the saying goes “Rome is number 2 when it comes to pick pockets… ” Filipinos might as well be number 1 but getting mugged by big caucasians is just scary. Once you step out of Rome (assuming this is where you will be landing) keep your enemies close, your wallets and valuables closer! They can be as harsh as coming towards you and opening your belt bag IN YOUR FACE! Especially at the train station. I dont mean to discriminate but be extra careful with:

1.Women. Even pregnant women.

2. Women with kids/babies

3.Old people with kids and babies

4.People with no luggage

I think they call them gypies. They will try to ride the train and get off with your money before the engine starts. Ok?

Fast Train tips: This is unofficial but i find the prices at McDonald’s Roma Station cheaper. heheĀ  Plus, the train will move over and under mountains so expect lots of pressure changes and therefore practice your Val Salva’s: forcibly exhale while keeping the mouth and nose closed. promise. Once you disembark… avoid porters or anyone who would willingly help you carry your bags. They will ask for money and they can be very intimidating.

AND DONT FORGET YOUR MAP! In case you get confused, heres my version:

There’s one street you need to remember, if you want to relive my 4 days. haha

VIA FAENZA.from the station find the mcdonalds corner, and walk further.

Here are the landmarks of THINGS NA DAPAT GAWIN/MASABI LANG nagawa mo at Firenze

Brunelleschi Duomo — YOU WONT MISS IT!! You’ll feel like looking at a POSTER!! its actually adjacent to other really nice structures. And let this be your point of reference. in case you get lost. Just try to find your way back here.

From there walk a little more to landmark G as in G for GROM Supposedly the “BEST GELATO IN THE WORLD/ITALY/FLORENCE/WHEREVER”. Its popular so atleast try it. Its at the end of the alley with L’Opera signage facing Duomo. Check your google maps for reference. “Via del Campanile angolo via delle Oche” Try everything hehe pero kami ni Raef, masaya na kami sa Fiordilatte.

Somewhere at the other side, you’ll find PIZZA POR KILO (see Gerson map Pizza Landmark) hehe worth trying since your in Italy right?

From Grom.. Walk to Via Calzaioli, and then WALK AWAY FROM DOUMO..lonnnnggg walk.. until you reach SIGNORIA SQUARE -

-

Here you can hit uhm 4 birds with one stone..including PALAZZO VECCHIO, and the UFFIZI GALLERY its where you can find the BIRTH OF VENUS. I personally w asnt able to get in.. time constraints. But I suggest you go and better yet reserve tickets online.

From there go back to the Duomo.. or find your way to the ACCADEMIA GALLERY where you can find Michelangelo’s David, and the rape of the Sabine… again.. this means falling in line.. so goodluck.

NOW FOR THE THINGS I ENJOYED

See Landmark “Heart”— youll find Ostello Archi Rossi.. where we stayed. go in dont be shy. pretty pretty walls. its VANDALPHILIC. Somewhere at the the third floor there is the UP PEP logo. hahah goodluck finding it. Kahit ako di ko alam asan un. hehe

From the Accademia, (see Gerson map again, the small orange mark at Via Degli) you’re supposed to find a small shop that says MADE IN TUSCANY where you will find one of my greatest frustrations: Hand-Made Leather Journals. Its MOLESKIN BUT WAAYYY BETTER *hint hint hint* ahaha The guy who owns the place was a former teacher who quit his job to make his own stuff. Craftsmanship is big in Italy. If you can quit your job to start your own handmade store.. youre LA BOMBA! hehe

Yellow/Red Check (im not exactly sure which but you’ll find it for sure) —-

Antica Gelateria Its NOT THE WORLDS BEST GELATERIA but i prefer it here. Seriously, youre from the Philippines, you wont taste the difference in two days. But the owner was extra nice. really friendly establishment and that was quite rare for me. (BTW if you plan on dining inside Ristorante’s, you have to pay extra..and you have to order the FULL MEAL… tss.. ) He gave us a free tour on how he makes gelatos (also a job quitter) and gave us freebies! Special thanks to Nicole for being extra friendly and caucasian looking haha so please drop by and say Hi for all of us!

Pink Check Landmark (still at Faenza) is a stationery shop where i got my post cards. Trust me its the cheapest in the block. 6 pcs for a euro if im not mistaken. Basta, its the cheapest.

And lastly the San Lorenzo Market is a full block of stall.. tents.. whatever you’d like to call it. You’ll find Murano’s, scarves, leather goods, etc. Try to look for bargain leather bags.. Coach Lala was able to find one at 5 EUROS!!! Usually sila ung naka kalat.. but still, its italian leather. And if you manage to find a cheap plain leather Racksack… pabili rin. hehehe ;))

That is basically it. If you plan to go to Pisa.. just go back to the Station and find the train to PISA. Its 2 to 3 hours away? Im not sure. But from there, find a newstand and buy a bus ticket. Then look for the Red (Rosa) Line… in no time, you’ll be there. Or ask around to double check my info haha

Remember… take really nice pictures!! You are not just a tourist with a dslr!!!! hahaha MAKE US PROUD! ahhaha ingats

A Letter From Sendai From http://www.odemagazine.com/blogs/readers_blog/24755/a_letter_from_sendai Things here in Sendai have been rather surreal. But I am very blessed to have wonderful friends who are helping me a lot. Since my shack is even more worthy of that name, I am now staying at a friend’s home. We share supplies like water, food and a kerosene heater. We sleep lined up in one room, eat by candlelight, share stories. It is warm, friendly, and beautiful. During the day we help each other clean up the mess in our homes. People sit in their cars, looking at news on their navigation screens, or line up to get drinking water when a source is open. If someone has water running in their home, they put out a sign so people can come to fill up their jugs and buckets. It’s utterly amazingly that where I am there has been no looting, no pushing in lines. People leave their front door open, as it is safer when an earthquake strikes. People keep saying, “Oh, this is how it used to be in the old days when everyone helped one another.” Quakes keep coming. Last night they struck about every 15 minutes. Sirens are constant and helicopters pass overhead often. We got water for a few hours in our homes last night, and now it is for half a day. Electricity came on this afternoon. Gas has not yet come on. But all of this is by area. Some people have these things, others do not. No one has washed for several days. We feel grubby, but there are so much more important concerns than that for us now. I love this peeling away of non-essentials. Living fully on the level of instinct, of intuition, of caring, of what is needed for survival, not just of me, but of the entire group. There are strange parallel universes happening. Houses a mess in some places, yet then a house with futons or laundry out drying in the sun. People lining up for water and food, and yet a few people out walking their dogs. All happening at the same time. Other unexpected touches of beauty are first, the silence at night. No cars. No one out on the streets. And the heavens at night are scattered with stars. I usually can see about two, but now the whole sky is filled. The mountains are Sendai are solid and with the crisp air we can see them silhouetted against the sky magnificently. And the Japanese themselves are so wonderful. I come back to my shack to check on it each day, now to send this e-mail since the electricity is on, and I find food and water left in my entranceway. I have no idea from whom, but it is there. Old men in green hats go from door to door checking to see if everyone is OK. People talk to complete strangers asking if they need help. I see no signs of fear. Resignation, yes, but fear or panic, no. They tell us we can expect aftershocks, and even other major quakes, for another month or more. And we are getting constant tremors, rolls, shaking, rumbling. I am blessed in that I live in a part of Sendai that is a bit elevated, a bit more solid than other parts. So, so far this area is better off than others. Last night my friend’s husband came in from the country, bringing food and water. Blessed again. Somehow at this time I realize from direct experience that there is indeed an enormous Cosmic evolutionary step that is occurring all over the world right at this moment. And somehow as I experience the events happening now in Japan, I can feel my heart opening very wide. My brother asked me if I felt so small because of all that is happening. I don’t. Rather, I feel as part of something happening that much larger than myself. This wave of birthing (worldwide) is hard, and yet magnificent. Thank you again for your care and Love of me, With Love in return, to you all, Anne Wondering how you can help? Aid relief efforts by clicking here to donate to the Japanese Red Cross, or text redcross to 90999 to make a $10 donation. posted by Anne Thomas on 3/14/2011 11:30 am |

A Letter From Sendai

From http://www.odemagazine.com/blogs/readers_blog/24755/a_letter_from_sendai

Things here in Sendai have been rather surreal. But I am very blessed to have wonderful friends who are helping me a lot. Since my shack is even more worthy of that name, I am now staying at a friend’s home. We share supplies like water, food and a kerosene heater. We sleep lined up in one room, eat by candlelight, share stories. It is warm, friendly, and beautiful.

During the day we help each other clean up the mess in our homes. People sit in their cars, looking at news on their navigation screens, or line up to get drinking water when a source is open. If someone has water running in their home, they put out a sign so people can come to fill up their jugs and buckets.

It’s utterly amazingly that where I am there has been no looting, no pushing in lines. People leave their front door open, as it is safer when an earthquake strikes. People keep saying, “Oh, this is how it used to be in the old days when everyone helped one another.”

Quakes keep coming. Last night they struck about every 15 minutes. Sirens are constant and helicopters pass overhead often.

We got water for a few hours in our homes last night, and now it is for half a day. Electricity came on this afternoon. Gas has not yet come on. But all of this is by area. Some people have these things, others do not. No one has washed for several days. We feel grubby, but there are so much more important concerns than that for us now. I love this peeling away of non-essentials. Living fully on the level of instinct, of intuition, of caring, of what is needed for survival, not just of me, but of the entire group.

There are strange parallel universes happening. Houses a mess in some places, yet then a house with futons or laundry out drying in the sun. People lining up for water and food, and yet a few people out walking their dogs. All happening at the same time.

Other unexpected touches of beauty are first, the silence at night. No cars. No one out on the streets. And the heavens at night are scattered with stars. I usually can see about two, but now the whole sky is filled. The mountains are Sendai are solid and with the crisp air we can see them silhouetted against the sky magnificently.

And the Japanese themselves are so wonderful. I come back to my shack to check on it each day, now to send this e-mail since the electricity is on, and I find food and water left in my entranceway. I have no idea from whom, but it is there. Old men in green hats go from door to door checking to see if everyone is OK. People talk to complete strangers asking if they need help. I see no signs of fear. Resignation, yes, but fear or panic, no.

They tell us we can expect aftershocks, and even other major quakes, for another month or more. And we are getting constant tremors, rolls, shaking, rumbling. I am blessed in that I live in a part of Sendai that is a bit elevated, a bit more solid than other parts. So, so far this area is better off than others. Last night my friend’s husband came in from the country, bringing food and water. Blessed again.

Somehow at this time I realize from direct experience that there is indeed an enormous Cosmic evolutionary step that is occurring all over the world right at this moment. And somehow as I experience the events happening now in Japan, I can feel my heart opening very wide. My brother asked me if I felt so small because of all that is happening. I don’t. Rather, I feel as part of something happening that much larger than myself. This wave of birthing (worldwide) is hard, and yet magnificent.

Thank you again for your care and Love of me,

With Love in return, to you all,
Anne

Wondering how you can help? Aid relief efforts by clicking here to donate to the Japanese Red Cross, or text redcross to 90999 to make a $10 donation.
posted by Anne Thomas on 3/14/2011 11:30 am |

i could go on and on about people doing whatever they want President PNoy not seeing whats wrong in owning luxury cars Congressman Singson getting a year and some months jail time Panic at Libya costumer service agents who only repeat what they were trained to say How selfishly stupid and shady multi-million companies are How stupid and shady Globe Telecoms is Running after material things Relationships and how they eventually drift apart Relationships and how they never did exist in the first place But lets face: if you dont care, you dont care. To have no other choice but to live in a world like this, modesty aside, humility forgotten, i think, sayang ako. ;)

i could go on and on

about people doing whatever they want

President PNoy not seeing whats wrong in owning luxury cars

Congressman Singson getting a year and some months jail time

Panic at Libya

costumer service agents who only repeat what they were trained to say

How selfishly stupid and shady multi-million companies are

How stupid and shady Globe Telecoms is

Running after material things

Relationships and how they eventually drift apart

Relationships and how they never did exist in the first place

But lets face: if you dont care, you dont care.

To have no other choice but to live in a world like this,

modesty aside, humility forgotten,

i think, sayang ako.

;)

So this is how it feels to be actually closing a quarter life. Yep, Im going to be doing both or either of two things as I turn twenty-five: celebrate - for the optimistic, and/or recover - for the bad vibes at heart. Assuming I would get to live a hundred years, yes its the first quarter of my life. But honestly Id prefer it be called mid life already. I am one of them people who get weak at the thought of dragging my body to wake up at 53. I mean, its just been 25 years and already I cannot stand the constant changing and reinvention and adjustments. Its one of those moments you don’t like the term old-soul. I have been either too possessive, too stagnant, I can not imagine going through any thing more complicated than fixing my weekly meal plan. Its being selfish and selfless both at the same time. Selfish to not want to be responsible for the uncertain fate of any lives other than mine. And selfless to admit that I might just not be able to pull it off. Ironically, it ends almost like it was staged. Though trust me when I say, my life unfolded on its own. After EVENTUALLY graduating after five years, and EVENTUALLY keeping a job this long two years later, and EVENTUALLY going through everything else that I let myself get into, by next month, around my twenty fifth birthday, everything about me will end up changed. All previous engagements, both formal and informal, with companies and specific people, will be in some way terminated - if you like using negative words, or concluded, if you want to make it sound happy. Despite the first chapter of my life lived almost by accident, by the end of next month I will have to have some sort of Chapter II all planned out. There is a certain sense of amazement when things unfold on their own, but I don’t think I could afford to keep living this way. I wish I could afford the luxury of taking every year, month, day, moment by surprise: a true kaladkarin. But I am just thankful I was able to live a part of my life that way. However, allow me to emphasize that despite this need for a change in life’s approach, I do not believe in it being any more mature. I am sorry but I do not agree that there is a world more REAL than the ones I have been living in. Ok fine, high school was amateur, but if you think that college, or your unemployment years were just test drives of the lives you intend to keep, well, that’s your fault for not taking it seriously. I believe that the people you encountered from day one, are as real as the big bosses who will sign your first pay check. If your problems from five years back seem smaller than the ones you face now, its either because you took so little of life five years ago, or you’re just exaggerating today. But please never welcome me to the real world. Your world may be in some way more distraught, more offensive, luxurious, expensive, deadly, tempting, I don’t care. Its just your life. It doesnt have to be the measure of mine. If there is any legitimate reason to change my way of life, it must be out of necessity and not because it is better. Better is a matter of opinion; and again opinions are based on standards, and in my opinion,I have fared well in how I dealt with life and the people that came in and out of it. If anything, my first twenty years has taught me a few important words: opportunity, talent, belief, and friendship. (They are) Important because, id like to assume that your life is the sum of how much of these words you get; and so I wish the next N years to be filled with lots of these words. To brave something new is not always about facing your fear of the unknown, sometimes its just dealing with pressure. The world despite its depleted resources, will never run out of pressure. You can always live up to each one. The trick is knowing which ones are worth your next 25.

So this is how it feels

to be actually closing a quarter life.

Yep, Im going to be doing both or either of two things as I turn twenty-five: celebrate - for the optimistic, and/or recover - for the bad vibes at heart.

Assuming I would get to live a hundred years, yes its the first quarter of my life. But honestly Id prefer it be called mid life already. I am one of them people who get weak at the thought of dragging my body to wake up at 53. I mean, its just been 25 years and already I cannot stand the constant changing and reinvention and adjustments. Its one of those moments you don’t like the term old-soul.

I have been either too possessive, too stagnant, I can not imagine going through any thing more complicated than fixing my weekly meal plan. Its being selfish and selfless both at the same time. Selfish to not want to be responsible for the uncertain fate of any lives other than mine. And selfless to admit that I might just not be able to pull it off.

Ironically, it ends almost like it was staged. Though trust me when I say, my life unfolded on its own. After EVENTUALLY graduating after five years, and EVENTUALLY keeping a job this long two years later, and EVENTUALLY going through everything else that I let myself get into, by next month, around my twenty fifth birthday, everything about me will end up changed.

All previous engagements, both formal and informal, with companies and specific people, will be in some way terminated - if you like using negative words, or concluded, if you want to make it sound happy.

Despite the first chapter of my life lived almost by accident, by the end of next month I will have to have some sort of Chapter II all planned out. There is a certain sense of amazement when things unfold on their own, but I don’t think I could afford to keep living this way. I wish I could afford the luxury of taking every year, month, day, moment by surprise: a true kaladkarin. But I am just thankful I was able to live a part of my life that way. However, allow me to emphasize that despite this need for a change in life’s approach, I do not believe in it being any more mature. I am sorry but I do not agree that there is a world more REAL than the ones I have been living in. Ok fine, high school was amateur, but if you think that college, or your unemployment years were just test drives of the lives you intend to keep, well, that’s your fault for not taking it seriously.

I believe that the people you encountered from day one, are as real as the big bosses who will sign your first pay check. If your problems from five years back seem smaller than the ones you face now, its either because you took so little of life five years ago, or you’re just exaggerating today. But please never welcome me to the real world. Your world may be in some way more distraught, more offensive, luxurious, expensive, deadly, tempting, I don’t care. Its just your life. It doesnt have to be the measure of mine.

If there is any legitimate reason to change my way of life, it must be out of necessity and not because it is better. Better is a matter of opinion; and again opinions are based on standards, and in my opinion,I have fared well in how I dealt with life and the people that came in and out of it. If anything, my first twenty years has taught me a few important words: opportunity, talent, belief, and friendship. (They are) Important because, id like to assume that your life is the sum of how much of these words you get; and so I wish the next N years to be filled with lots of these words.

To brave something new is not always about facing your fear of the unknown, sometimes its just dealing with pressure. The world despite its depleted resources, will never run out of pressure. You can always live up to each one. The trick is knowing which ones are worth your next 25.