This piece makes me feel envy in different ways. How i wish my hands took the beautiful photos of the sadhus, and breathtaking shots of Varnasi’s sceneries. Oh how i wish it was me in this adventure. But most of all, I wish I had the spiritual ‘security’ of the sadhus. I am envious, but I am grateful. For this stunning stunning work, thank you.
When someone says there’s always gonna be at least one person who’s got your back (read: care for you, support you, understand you, etc.), don’t make the mistake of believing that person. That person hasn’t got a fucking clue about life. Sooner or later, life’s gonna slap you with the truth that it’s you against the world. Or maybe not slap. Maybe it’s gonne be like a bad bug bite. At first it just itches. Five minutes later, it starts to feel like its burning. Give it a couple of hours and it’s gonna be red and swollen like Santa’s cheeks.
Forgive the jibber jabber. Point is: no one really has your back and this will drive you to the edge at times. But you don’t have to be a slave to this harsh reality because no one knows what you can do. So show the world who’s boss. Or get a pet.
An unfinished draft from exactly 368 days ago.
If anything, law school has taught me to doubt. I guess that’s not necessarily a bad thing but the irresolute chunk of me (and believe me when I say that this chunk makes up about 90% of who I am) wasn’t exactly looking forward to learning it at this point in my life. If you think about it, doubt is the last thing I, as a fresh college graduate and a struggling law student, would need. It’s tough enough being surrounded by people who already have clear-cut plans set out for them and by them, especially those already working their way to their freaking dreams. Inspiring, yes but it just makes me uneasy most of the time. To not have those things yourself, to be clueless about what you really want in life is an entirely different kind of tough. It’s the kind that catches up with you every chance it gets, and when it does, the feeling takes so long to shake off (but you try to shake it off anyway). At least that’s what I do. I procrastinate.
You doubt yourself.
You doubt if you want it bad enough, or even at all.
I have no idea who Robert Jeffrey is, what he does, or where he’s from. But what I do know is that he worships Madonna (or at least used to). I stumbled upon this insanely charming video while I was back-reading on my Facebook newsfeed. The link was posted by one of my favorite college professors, Sir Chong, and Like-d by Madame Inton, another favorite professor, so I knew I just had to see it.
NOW YOU HAVE TO SEE IT! FOUR MINUTES OF PURE AWESOMENESS
How adorable was he?
PS. Make this go viral!
I performed to MADONNA’s “VOGUE” in the Summer of 1991 when my parents took me to Hampton Beach Casino in Hampton Beach, New Hampshire. A business in the casino at the time gave tourists the chance to lip-synch to their favorite pop songs in front of a blue screen background, and I was lucky enough to partake that summer.
In honor of the twentieth anniversary of MADONNA’s “TRUTH OR DARE” and in celebration of MADONNA’s upcoming “W.E.”, here is my nine year old self paying tribute to the woman who changed my life and continues to inspire me just as much today as twenty years ago.
**I wanted this to be a photo blog entry but I just had to share this: If you’re going to Baguio, make sure you drop by Kaffee Klatsch (where it is exactly, I am not sure just look for it, ask around!). The place was too beautiful for my digital camera (thus the sucky pictures). It’s a coffee shop that opens only in the evening and it features local acoustic acts. I was kinda bummed out when I found out that it was a coffee shop because I was hoping to get some (alcoholic) drinks with my friends, but I wasn’t disappointed. I ordered for their house specialty Klatsch Cup, a stronger version of Cafe Mocha, and boy was it delicious!!!
Thank you Michelle, Angel, Nikka, Meg, and Len for an awesome weekend! :D