so a couple of things have caught my attention. one of it was this "20 things to do when you're 30 that will make life better at 50". Thoughts have been italicised.

1. Don't smoke. If you've started, stop immediately.

2. Stop eating crap. (BUT FRIED CHICKEN IS SO GOOD)

3. Maintain (or repair) relationships with parents and siblings.

4. Stop going out in the sun without sunblock.

5. Exercise regularly.

6. Start saving money. Even if it's just a tiny bit.

7. Learn to be content with what you have. (someone out there is happier than you with less than what you have. don't just learn to be content. learn to embrace and find happiness in the things you possess and remember that they count for nothing if you cannot help to add to the happiness of others)

8. Don't delay pursuing your life goals. (still haven't gone to Switzerland to sky-dive. At least I've got house keys already)

9. Get some sleep. (completely not doing. completely need to do)

10. Take care of your teeth.

11. Collect memories instead of things. ("Memories won't depreciate and can't be burned in a fire - Inspired by Quora user Richard Careaga")

12. Give something back. (I need to write to my little girl soon. I wonder how she's doing)

13. Be curious and do one thing that scares you every day. (Am I going to survive heading to Dandenong and Cockatoo Islands myself? I'll find out by mid July!)

14. Read at least 10 books a year.

15. Travel. As much as possible, whenever you can. (key words: "whenever you can". I need to quit istg.)

16. Learn to meditate.

17. Stop comparing yourself to others (Again, contentment stops a person from looking up to or looking down on people. k.o.k.o)

18. Keep a journal. (time to write more again?)

19. Become a homeowner. (AGREE)

20. Take care of your friends.



all of the above make sense but yet people don't ever think about it. it's always about the "now". instant gratification. sigh...

something else I saw on tumblr was this: "Reblog with what you would tell your 13-year-old self in the tags"

Tags are not nearly enough but if I could go back in time, I know what I would say.

I will tell myself to breathe.. That things are going to get worse and times are going to be dark. but for every anxiety attack... for every hyperventilation... for every splitting ache of the chest... for every unexplained crying fit... for every fainting spell... for every time someone dismisses it as being attention-seeking instead of a cry for help... for every cold sweat under the covers so that no one will ever know of the struggles...

that for all the shit that will happen two years after hitting 13... I'll tell my 13yo self that it's all going to be worth it. it's going to make me stronger. it's going to make me resilient. it's going to make me learn to protect myself. that it's okay to love and not be loved in return. that even when I learn to accept the things that hurt me, it's still going to hurt me. and that's okay.

I will tell that little girl that after beating depression, I'm going to find God after a few more years and I'm going to make sense of it finally. and I'm going to obey. and I'm going to rebel. I'm going to have my heart broken and I'm going to return to Him. that He's faithful even when I'm not. And to keep clinging to Him because understanding who He is and what He has done, i.e. the gospel message, will keep the demons at bay.



how can tumblr tags hold all of that ramble? :P

Keeping this for all the bad days in my life when I need a good squeal and to remember to keep smiling

so at the Super Junior concert on Friday (which was just pure awesomeness and a massive 3.5 hour screaming karaoke session), the boys dance, entertain, sang, and love everyone.

then they thanked the fans for being with them for the past 10 years.

OH MY GOD. 10. I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO THEM FOR 10 YEARS.



the next day was BSB. another 2 hr screaming karaoke session. then they thanked the fans for the past 20 years.


ah nuts. i'm freaking old. and yet it's all still so classic and awful in the goddamn old school embarrassing hair and clothes way.

but how does this get old:



never.