Day 08 – Last Day in School

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It was mid-December in 2005 and I was sick as a dog. I have probably the worst case of tonsilitis that year, so bad I have a fever and could not speak much. The very last day of school, I was packing as much as I could because that’s when I moved east to NY šŸ™‚ I was so excited about moving to New York, I was not gonna let my unhealthy body stop me.

Day 07 – Wanted: Pets

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If I could own any animal as a pet, I’d have a cheetah. I will name her Ashmira. And will be trained to act like a domesticated cat. Ever notice how small a cheetah’s head is relative to its aerodynamic lithe body?

Also notice that they have “tear marks” – which I think makes them look adorable.

And if you were a child of the 80s, then you definitely remember Cheetara of the Thundercats šŸ™‚

Day 06 – Cherished Memory

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I grew up in a city that did not have a mall. And the nearest mall is several cities away, roughly an hour and a half of driving – longer if you take the bus to commute. I just turned eight, and I received a Gameboy several months after my birthday. I was so happy despite the fact that I can not play with it without any game cartridges. My mom wasn’t aware of it since she thought it was just like a Game & Watch that only has one game preloaded in the device.

I was okay with it, I was a spoiled child but I was not a brat. I was well-behaved, never gave my Mom any headaches and I told her I can wait for the game. I, of course, was really happy and giddy and could not contain myself.

I do not know what it was – guilt? Boredom? Maybe she just geniuniely wants me to be happy, but my mom told me to get dressed and hop in the car. It was late, approaching 8:00 at night, and malls tend to close around 9:00 back then. But Mom drove me to the mall. I fell asleep in the car, and when I woke up, I realized we were heading back home already. It was pass 10:00 at night, and Mom apologized saying we had to turn back because the mall was closed already when we got there.

I was very young then, and I never learned the gravity of that event until I was old enough to realize how not all mothers would do that for their children. But I knew this much – I had to remember that moment because there was something I could not understand happening, and I wanted to know what that is.

Day 05 – Quotable Quotes

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I typically write down quotes I like. If you look at my daily planners, you’d find lines from songs, movies and tv shows.

I still have my 2001 planner and took a peek inside and found the quotes below:

If you think back, and replay your year – if it doesn’t bring you tears of joy or sadness, consider the year wasted. – John “The Biscuit” Cage

Anybody else watched Ally McBeal? I used to be crazy for that show. I think I had my life lessons through this show instead of actually experiencing life during my formative years.

The darkness that engulfs you now is as intense as the light that awaits you.

It’s a shame I didn’t write down who said that. But I did doodle a candle next to the quote. I can’t believe I was so optimistic when I was younger, ha ha! I think growing up has made me look at the glass half empty.

Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope. – Helen Keller

Now THAT is optimism. Keller had everything taken away from her by fate, but she soldiered on. I think I need to rethink my half empty glass disposition!

This hell from which you have come out is the first step towards heaven. – Victor Hugo

There is always more misery among the lower classes than there is humanity in the higher. – Victor Hugo

From Les Miserarbles. Read the book, saw the musical more than once, saw the movie. And Hugo’s work was dumbed down from one medium to the next. If you have the time and the patience, read the novel. It’s one of the best reads I’ve ever done.