Ten Years Ago: I was 13, freshman in highschool and still safely tucked in my little innocent world. All I knew back then was that the world revolved on studying and getting good grades and pleasing everyone, which I did quite well too. I would have wanted to go back, be like that again. Innocence has its charms after all.
Five years ago: I was 18, a college freshman, and a recovering truant. I had just gone back to school after taking a one-year break from everything and it honestly felt good to have my feet on solid ground again. I was making new friends, rediscovering myself, learning new things, and learning to let go. I didn't know what lay ahead -- which should have been enough to scare me; on the contrary I was looking forward to it. I was young and blind and very, very eager. How foolish it all seemed now.
One year ago: I just finished the client-specific training as an Email Support Agent in PeopleSupport. Once again it was a time of new friends, new experiences, and various changes. I had high hopes that life would be better for me from then on. I still knew that a lot of unexpected things can happen -- that the euphoria I had then wouldn't last, and I couldn't have been more accurate. But I was determined to live in that moment and drown in it for all it was worth. Happiness may be fleeting, but I would never forget it once it has landed on my tongue. My stint in PS might have ended roughly, but still I'm grateful to the cosmos for granting me those wonderful seven months.
Yesterday: Having finished the murals for Azta and having regained my Internet connection at home, I rediscovered the joys of once again surrendering to the deep waves of cyberspace. I caught up in my backlog of articles from Digg and Kinja, answered emails, talked with friends I haven't talked with in a while, and conceptualized a new design for The White Room. I was also thinking of taking on a new job, but it's all still quite vague. Whatever happens in the next few days might decide if I want to stay with graphic designing, or move on to something more, shall we say, regular. Que sera sera.
Five Snacks I Enjoy: Oishi Pillows, Cashew Nuts, Nissins Yakisoba, Rebisco Butter Filling, Chocolate Chip Cookies.
Five Songs Which I've Mastered the Lyrics: You Were Meant For Me by Jewel, The Greatest Story Ever Told by Oliver James, The Blower's Daughter by Damien Rice, 20,000 Seconds by K's Choice, Sleeps With Butterflies by Tori Amos.
Five Things I Would Do With 100 Million Dollars: Make sure my family and friends are living safely and comfortably, invest in a business so the money keeps on moving and doesn't run out, build a school (but not just an ordinary school... I still have to solidify what sets it apart, although I already have an idea in mind), fund research on finding the cure for deadly diseases, buy a secret island for myself where I can retreat when the world gets noisy.
Five Places I Would Run Away To: My room, the Internet, Jaime C. Velasquez Park in Salcedo, Baywalk, and a secret hiding place.
Five Things I Would Never Wear: I could agree to wearing almost anything. At this point, I've gone beyond caring. LOL.
Five Favorite TV Shows: I don't watch TV.
Five Bad Habits: It's only bad when you feel guilt afterwards.
Five Biggest Joys: Sailormoon, blueberry cheesecake, falling in love, laughing with friends, shaking down the stars.
Five Favorite Toys: It would be improper to mention their names wouldn't it? ;-)
Five Fictional Characters I Would Date: Chiba Mamoru, Monou Fuuma, Tidus, Cedric Diggory, Gotanda (from Haruki Murakami's Dance Dance Dance).
Tagging: Hono'o-chan, Phillip, Paul, Prinz, Alvin.
