I’ve decided to start a new section within my blog entitled “Dear Datu.” Obviously playing on the idea of writing in one’s diary, I intend to spill out whatever is consuming my mind at that particular moment.
Each entry will be completely unedited to maintain my thoughts and their authenticity.
I don’t know how long this will go on, but I assume it will be interesting. Or at the very least, a bit therapeutic on my part.
We shall see.
Thursday – July 13, 2017 (1:11 AM)
It’s times like this I really want to quit. My days are never-ending and there is no allotted time for relaxation within my schedule. I’m exhausted.
Some people say that during these occasions of vulnerability, we can discover some sort of revelation. Call what you will an “ah-ha” moment. Right now it’s feeling more like a “ha-ha” moment if you ask me.
If you read my last blog post, it’s obvious that Everest had the time of his life splashing around in the pool on Saturday. But what I didn’t share was the impromptu photo shoot he had with his favorite cousin, Camdyn.
If he wasn’t swimming, he definitely was running around the house with his older cousin.
There’s something about their kinship that is very special and so heartwarming to watch. They’re great with one another, and truly get along. The tantrums and fights are minimal. Pretty much close to none, since I have yet to witness one between the two of them. That in itself is a rarity.
Whenever they play together, I love hearing their genuine laughter. It’s moments like this that I’m reminded of how sweet and innocent our children can be, and that we must cherish every single minute.
Thankfully I have these pictures (even the one where they both take a tumble) to look back on.
Saturday was sweltering, to say the least. With the weather reaching 100 degrees, it only made sense to go for a swim. Thankfully, we were invited to visit our cousin’s family and hang out at their new home in Gilroy.
Their gorgeous home was fully equipped with a lovely swimming pool. Personally, I believe that if you’re going to live in Gilroy, you must find a place with a pool to combat the dry heat during the summer. My cousins made a smart choice.
All in all, it was great just to sit back and relax and spend some quality time with the family. It was nice to see Everest beginning to get more comfortable and confident in the water. It’s safe to say that we all had a blast.
Hopefully there will be more days like this in the near future.
Recently, a friend of mine asked, “What’s the point of getting married?” He immediately followed up his own question with this statement: “I’m already committed.”
And then it hit me. I went through the same conflicting situation five years ago (give or take).
I was in this steady relationship with my then boyfriend – now husband, and I had no sense of urgency to walk down that aisle. It wasn’t him. It has always been me.
Ever since I was a young girl, I never wanted to get married. I never daydreamed about that perfect wedding dress, or had a song picked out for the first dance. I never imagined what my husband would look like, for the simple fact that I never wanted a husband.
Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t born with this idea of becoming Miss-I-don’t-need-a-man-cause-I’m-an-independent-woman. Not to say that I don’t have that mentality now; however, that wasn’t exactly the reason behind my logic that I carried at an early age.
To be completely honest, I never wanted to get married, because I didn’t have a marriage to look up to.
My husband and I are currently having the on-going discussion of finances, and after taking a look at my recent expenses, I realized that I spend way too much money on the simple act of convenience.
Please correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t we all guilty of this? We live in this consumer society that is perpetuated by the advancement of technology. We are constantly finding ways to minimize the time spent on daily tasks, in order to push through our productive schedules. Or, we’re just lazy…
Either way, since I’ve succumbed to this lifestyle of accessibility, my pockets are beginning to hurt.
Just a few more hours to go. Tick, tock, tick, tock.
Before the Finals started, I originally said, “Warriors finish it in Game 5.” Then, they began to sweep each playoff series. Once again, talks of reaching a record began to emerge.
But I don’t give a damn about all-time records. Just show me the ring.
I said that last year when they reached 73 wins in the regular season, and lost it all against the Cavaliers in Game 7, with the final score 93-89. And I’m saying it again, this year. Now that the Warriors finally took an ‘L’ during the post season, we can all just keep our heads in the game.
All jokes aside, this has got to be the only time I ever put on makeup during school.
But seriously, my college journey has been one hell of a ride. A lot of ups and downs with many breaks in between. And technically, I’m not quite finished, since I have yet to take two more classes during the summer. Also, I plan to attend grad school next year.
My story is filled with trials and tribulations, but despite that, I still found the motivation to endure it all. I’m a goal-getter, and I am excited to share my experience with you!
Long story short: It was the first game of the season. It was the final home opener for Candlestick Park. It was also a game that the 49ers actually won. I said this after the loss against the Colts, and I’m going to say it again. “It’s going to be a long season.”