Wish Bear

This is what I bought last week :),




A glittering glow in the dark Care Bear. I wouldn’t have known about it if it weren’t for Candice. She had one and I couldn’t resist buying one for myself. Toys ‘R’ Us didn’t have a lot of choices though. I was lucky they had Wish Bear. I got the last one. I could tell it was waiting for me. Hehe Care Bears hold fond childhood memories for me. Aside from Barbies and playing house, I would pretend I was a Care Bear. My cousins and I would even have our own Care Bear group and do the “Care Bears stare!”. I can’t remember now how I became Wish Bear. It just kinda stuck. I bought anything with Wish Bear on it. A friend even gave me Wish Bear socks. And yes, I do wear them still. It’ll be cool to collect all the Glow-A-Lot bears and line them all up in a dark room. The saleslady at Toys ‘R’ Us mentioned their stockroom was filled with glow in the dark Care Bears and it really had a nice effect.

Cleaning

I’ve embarked on a personal mission to fix and clean my room, and maintain everything in its proper place (which is rarely the case as things start to get messy again after a few days). I have been postponing it ever since I can remember. I don’t know what has gotten into me, but these past couple of weeks I actually have started on it. I just discovered I’ve accumulated a lot of stuff over the years; some are of sentimental value while some are just plain basura. Hehe. I actually find cleaning therapeutic. Not only do I get to tidy up my space, I also get to reminisce about the good ol’days after uncovering long forgotten stuff that I’ve kept since I was a kid. It was nice to go back to my sticker book and stationery collection. Yes! May ipangmamana na ako sa mga anak ko. Hehe. I also kept a lot of letters and cards from friends. Reading it again made me nostalgic. I used to remember the days when my friends and I would write and exchange letters. Uso pa ang penpals dati. Now I don't get letters anymore. Cleaning also lets me become Santa Claus for a day and give away clothes, shoes, and other “butingting” (I don’t know the English term for this). While almost everything has a sentimental value to me, it was time to let go of some. After all I am aiming for a clutter free life (literally and figuratively.)

The sudden urge to get organized has already gone beyond the confines of my room. I’m also trying to be organized with my everyday life as well. And I’d like to think I’m making a lot of progress. I found a systematic and more effective way of getting things done quickly. I’m also slowly able to filter out the junk from the useful and the urgent from the not so urgent. As a result of which I have more time now to do extra stuff. Learning to get rid (or clean off) all the unnecessary excess has helped me think clearer and has made most of my days happier, easier, and lighter.

Where the Hell is Matt?

Also dubbed as Dancing with the Universe, I must say this video created a big impact on me. Go and watch it.

"This one is no YouTube vanity trip. This one is different. This one feels important, necessary, and artistic; it's a concrete manifestation of the change that the world's leaders have been preaching at a time when the human race could use a little pick-me-up, a little jig in its step. This one is a high-definition television commercial for hope."

"Pretty cool, huh?" said Matt Harding, when it was suggested to him that, for the first time in history, someone — he — got the entire planet dancing together to the same song. - Jim Walsh

Today's Hula

I like what it says in my horoscope today. Totoo, I think I need to get out of the house. Light conversation and good-hearted banter...sounds good to me. :)

Happy to be Twenty Seven

I’m turning 27 in a couple of months. In a few years, I’ll be 30, and a few more years after that I’ll be long gone from the calendar. I’ll be 40 and before you know it, I'll be 50 then 60 (and still counting), and probably be old enough to be a grandma. You get the picture. I don’t know if it’s at this point in one’s life that one starts getting conscious of how old old one is. Call it denial or whatever, I honestly don’t feel old for my age. I don’t know if it’s the lack of responsibility or the lack of major life changing experiences or the lack of freedom, I just don’t feel old or at least I don’t feel like I’m getting old at all.

The way I see age, it’s not some running number that one has to keep track of. It’s more of a state of mind. We shouldn’t see age as a hindrance to our goals. It’s not about being too old or too young. There is never the right time to do and start things. It’s all about doing it now, living in the present, in the moment. Rather than counting, we should celebrate our being twenty or thirty something, whatever age we’re currently in. More than anything else, age is a gift. Some of the most priceless values come with age. One can never find true wisdom, inner peace and strength, and freedom without going through age. In this day and age, to be able to reach 50 is actually a privilege. To reach 90 is a blessing, a miracle even. So when your birthday comes along, be grateful and thankful you’re turning a year older. It means you’re given another shot at life. Another year. Lucky you.

Today's Headline

Grabe! Sobrang dami ng tao sa MRT! I hope one day, we'll be able to find a way ways to cope with the rising oil price. Or better yet I hope there will come a time we won't be needing oil anymore. I know it sounds crazy and impossible. Wala, wishful thinking lang.

The world needs to come up with a solution faassst, because it is really in serious trouble.