Monday (Two Naps Shenanigans)

Hello! It's been some time since I've posted something and being here at the end of this mundane Monday, I've decided to start writing once again and hopefully it leads to somewhere meaningful and profound. But if it doesn't, thank you for reading anyways.

It is currently August 19, 2019. A little over two weeks until the dreaded school year arrives, bringing along with it bundles of stress and packages of anxiety. 

I'd be lying to you if I said I felt prepared for my first year in post secondary. Entering the behemoth of an institution which is, The University Of British Columbia (excuse the italics, the name demands some drama) or if you prefer acronyms, UBC.

I plan on majoring in Literature, particularly due to my recently discovered love for all things old-fashioned, from reading classic novels such as The Old Man And The Sea by Ernest Hemingway to wearing a 1930's era looking cap on chilly Autumn days. (It was $10 from H&M) 

I have a running joke with a friend of mine that cardigans are also quite out of the current time period; always being referred to something a grandma or grandpa would wear. If you ask me, I have no problem with being seen as old-fashioned anyways! My sisters love to tease me, saying things like, "You dress like such a grandpa kuya!" and "Why do you listen to such old, boring music?" 

I guess I've developed this hobby of adoring and being extremely curious of things from the past. 

Listening to artists such as The Beatles or Frank Sinatra, it's easy for me to day dream about a Maverick Quidasol who spent his lonesome nights at some bar in New York City, quietly pondering his life away while watching some jazz band perform sad tunes, and writing to the love of his life he hadn't even met yet. As you can probably tell, I am an avid day dreamer. 

I pray that this will not come back to haunt me as I enter this crucial, what-the-heck stage of my life. Where I am basically dropped in an entirely different environment with new faces to meet and befriend. However, I am shy and I'll probably make up a whole conversation in my head before eventually opting to walk away, proceeding to go about my day. If I day dream during my English class in the morning or my History class in the afternoon, I am most definitely going to regret it. 

There's literally no way I'm going to remember that one metaphor analysis or that extremely important date from the 1700's, it's just not going to happen. 

On a serious note, I believe that it's time to leave behind my habit of wandering in my mind, and not getting any work done. The more time I spend in my head trying to conjure up possible scenarios, the less time I have actually producing results that might actually make a difference in my life. 

That's why I want to get started on watching more driving videos, and also bugging my dad often to take me out to practice on this really remote road somewhere in Cloverdale. (He won't let me go past 40) 

I also want to be adamant in my pursuit for a job; at least something to keep me busy while earning some cash when I'm not at school. 

Lastly, I want to write more. Despite how disorganized or messy the next few posts may seem, my thoughts are better kept through these words and sentences rather than in my head. 

There is a cloud of uncertainty hanging over my life and a thunderstorm of struggles bound to strike at any moment. However, I've grown tired of setting aside my dreams for comfort and security; I need to get moving. 

You may feel the same way and I hope you know that you are not alone. The storm is not meant to harm us but it is intended to wake us up from our slumber. You may be at a crossroads right now and I'm asking you to go against the status quo. Be Neil Armstrong and blast off to a place where no one has gone before because you are special. 

Whether it be as simple as wearing colourful clothing on an overcast day or smiling at the person who's been on your nerves - the hardest thing to do is usually the thing you need to do the most. For movement, for progress, for growth. 

You've been standing still for quite some time now, haven't you? 

Let's get moving. 

School's coming but so are you! And there's nothing scarier than a motivated, teenage individual with big dreams and a low caffeine intake. Okay, you don't need coffee in order to succeed but it sure does help. You know, with the sleepless nights of doing assignments and all those silly post-secondary activities. 

This has been your typical old-fashioned 17 year old Filipino boy writing to you a jumbled, but genuine summary of his thoughts and feelings. I've never really ended it like this before so I'll leave you with another section of writing. 

It's easy to do things that we are accustomed to and already have experience with. However, most of the time growth calls for us to do things that make us uncomfortable, things that make us want to ask God for the bigger picture. The uncertainty is scary but it is also necessary. Don't be afraid to try something new. 

Keep moving despite the storm and eventually, you'll end up somewhere good.

Someplace worthwhile. 

(A place like Santa Maria di Leuca) 

AMDG