“It’s more important to think about what you’re doing than it is to do it.” —
Anonymous.
This quote puzzled me a bit at first, but I guess it’s like the Pledge of Allegiance. When one’s young, one just learns to say the pledge because the school teaches him or her it. Many never really pay attention to why or what they are saying. They just learn it cause someone tells them too. Career-wise, one shouldn’t do it because he or she is told to. Think about it. So you don’t have to backtrack and waste a huge chunk of your life away!
Should we be doing things just because we are told to? No, we should be doing things because we want to.
I want to be successful and I will do my best.
Mesmerized (via Danny Seidman)
They should rename this picture to “Sky’s My Neighbor”. (: This reminds me of last week’s night adventure with some of the close friends to Kelly’s. No city lights to block out the stars. She’s so lucky to sleep and wake next to the sky everyday!
While catching up with one of my closest friends Marvin Soriano , I had a chance to listen to one of his recent literary works.
Background Barrier
Getting up, getting out of bed, thoughts in my mind, unsure of what kind, slowly getting dressed, dealing with the room they call a mess. Living a routine not fully grasping my existence. I go on throughout the day with no seems of where I am going, and how I am going about it. Nothing really inspirational, nothing overly sensational, no real reason to live my day to the fullest.
The interior of my room, posters masking my walls like bandages over unexplained wounds and bruises. baseball caps, trucker hats, and beanies laying, cascading my drawers like they are hiding something.
As I lay in bed I not just wonder, but I ask myself. Who am I?
I’m living my life just to live it. Even though deep within me I feel I am missing something. Its not any material item like a mp3, a camera, a computer, a cell phone. Its not found in the genres of music I have let myself live through.
Singing along with Boy bands,
Isolating myself with emo,
Guitar heroing the air with rock
Mainstreaming with pop, hip-hop,
Slow jamz, r&b, and rap
Raving and dancing techtoniks with old school and euro trance and techno
I have eluded myself to believe this is what I need to find myself, but looking at my parents It Is Much Deeper Than That
Its something found within my parents I have seem to lack. Not like a zebra without it stripes or a
Giraffe without its neck, its something deeper, its more within.
Its like the golden gate bridge not even being gold, like the statue of liberty accounting for our freedom.
Its through something my parents have that I truly lack
I can’t locate it today in magazines or in the media, I can’t gain it through a vast amount of education. It seems My cultural influences demise was the american standard of individuality.
Sure I feel half complete knowing the teachins in school about being yourself but I also feel half empty
Culturally unsatisfied in my inner soul. Definite in indecision lies my heart. Knowledge unspoken are stories untold. Without knowing your roots is not knowing yourself. It shows not through your skin, not through the clothes u wear, or the glasses you look through. It is actually found underlying it all. It goes deeper than that, it comes from within. There is no need to coverup what is so beautiful to be acknowledged.if you don’t know who you are, what’s the point in living. Know your roots, know your history, know your culture
Know yourself
You taught me how to cook, sew, wipe my own butt, and so much more. I love you memmie.
Every single one of their moves were so full of passion and an intense flare of sexiness. I would love to one day learn the samba!
day 44: our frozen hearts. {explored!} (via near proximity)
Dear lovely little miss, its funny how it seems
that even your smile is as great as your kiss.
The days that I’m down, it’s you that I miss,
And it’s a miracle for someone like you to exist.
I swear that you came out from nowhere.
Caught by surprise, we were unprepared.
Two opposite worlds converge.
Earth shock disruption, it was our love that emerged.
We change for each other so our lives can be better.
Growing up together, we write these letters.
A thank you, I miss you, I’ll see you soon.
What will you do this Tuesday afternoon
Tonight, mom told me that we finally have a chance to sponsor one of our cousins over. The catch was that I have to fake a marriage with her and that the process would take 6 months. I feel very excited at the fact that she will do way better in America, while at the same time nervous to what would happen if we were to be caught false.
Since my first visit to meet them all in the 5th grade, I’ve always wanted to somehow help bring my father’s whole family side over to America, but never figured out to how. This is the perfect opportunity and I’m not going to miss it!
I believe that my cousins deserve living here more than I, myself. They have worked hard for it and have been struggling and fighting to support their side of the family since the day they could walk. I on the other hand have been doing nothing compared. They deserve a break and even more. Maybe we should swap spots for a while, so reality may hit me in the face. I want to pull my shit together.