Things You Can Control #2

Your attitude.

Maintaining a positive attitude is hard work. Obviously, not everyone can manage to be a ball of sunshine 100% of the time.

But it’s better to try than never at all, right?

Who likes a sour face? Who likes a hot-headed man? Who likes a rude person? Who likes a moper?

Chances are, you don’t really feel comfortable dealing with people like this. It takes a great amount of energy to interact with these people. They’re like soul suckers. They suck the positive out of you and turn you into one of them.

I agree. There’s a lot of shit going on in the world. But there’s also a lot of amazing things going on as well. A lot of chances to be taken.

I’m not saying you should ignore the bad things and live in an ignorant bliss. I’m saying you should acknowledge the positive things and work on how you can spread the love so the bad things could subside in some ways.

Negativity doesn’t pay. Being rude doesn’t pay. Shitting on life (and then don’t do anything to make it better) doesn’t pay.

We live in an ever-changing, ever-improving world. Being a pessimist is a mediocre thing to do. Being rude is a basic thing to do.

Do yourself and the entire universe a favour and control your attitude. Change it if necessary.


Inspired by Ruben Chavez of ThinkGrowProsper.

 

 

Lines and Sketches #15

I drew Lili Reinhart again.

The first season of Riverdale is ending tomorrow and I am a bit sentimental. It’s been a fun few months obsessing over the cast and shipping and all that fangirl stuff.

I think I’ll just have to draw more of the cast to deal with the hiatus. 

On a more educational note, I find asking others’ opinion help me improve my drawing skills. I’m not one to annoy people with my drawings but it’s necessary. I feel sorry for the people who are close to me 😂. 

I’ve been drawing a lot lately. I did a drawing of my grandfather recently. Now, I’m doing one for Mother’s Day (it’s a surprise for my mom! She’s been asking me to draw a portrait of our family. But I’m going to surprise her with a drawing of her first!), 8 portraits also for my mom to use in her class and another of Miles Heizer (that guy that plays Alex Standall in 13 Reasons Why, which is also another series I’m obsessed with).

It’s a lot. I’m actually procrastinating by writing these posts.

Till next time.

Unusual Encounters (at least for me)

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Living in Sabah, it’s very rare to see hitchhikers on the road. At least those ones that are portrayed in movies (you know, those people carrying a huge backpack over their shoulders, putting their thumbs up in the air when a car comes close hoping to get a free ride). I don’t know about others but for me, it’s not a common thing to see here.

So when I do see one, I get really excited. Don’t judge. I get really, really excited as if I’m meeting a celebrity.

Last Saturday, I saw a guy on the road. I thought he was some homeless man because he was pulling some stuff by a cart thing on the side of a busy road. I looked at this man, my friend who was driving was also expressing her confusion, and I saw the sign he was holding. It was a cardboard sign with the word ‘AIRPORT’ written on it with a black marker. In that split second, I looked at his face and he was beaming with his smile. He was practically skipping to a car that had stopped for him.

I don’t know why but it made me so happy.

I went home and told a friend of mine about the little encounter I just had. And she reminded me of another hitchhiker (or probably just a guy on the side of the road, but he was a white guy in an Asian country,  though) I met about two years ago.

I was on my way to my kampung when we drove past this man. I vaguely remember him looking like Chick from Bates Motel (a little more clean cut and a shorter beard). He wore a bunch of colourful clothes, I figured it must be the traditional clothes he’d acquired on his ongoing adventure. As we drove past him, his eyes met mine and I must’ve looked like a kid getting her birthday cake because he smiled at me, with his tired eyes.

And just like that, he made my day. For a whole week, I developed a crush on this unknown man I saw on the side of the road. That weird moment made me long for a life that I’ve never had.

I wish I had the chance to talk to these men and listen to their stories. Oh well. Wherever they are, I hope they’re safe and still having fun with their adventures.

Amongst The Clouds

After running 6 laps, I sat on the spectators seat to enjoy the view. The rainbow decided to show up for a brief moment before the dark clouds swoop over, covering the setting sun’s rays.

If I could train or work out in a place like this every day, I’d be the happiest most Zen person in the world.

My heart belongs to this town and another place I’ve never been to.

Strangers.

Sometimes, God sends you something to ponder about through strangers.

Once, a stranger talked to me while we were attending a talk. She told me her little sister couldn’t get a job after graduating from uni. It just so happens I was taking the same major as her little sister (well, briefly took it). Keep in mind, I didn’t tell her anything about me. I just mentioned that I was attending university.

And sometimes, God gives you bits of advice through strangers.

One told me to always remember to fall in love with our loved ones every day. “I make sure to fall in love with my husband every day,” she said. I have never felt so happy and alone at the same time when she said it.

One told me to never waste time. “Your youth is too precious to be wasted,” she said.

One told me to remember our parents, in sickness and in health. “When you take care of them, you will find blessings abundant,” he said.

I wish I wrote more often back then. There were so many words said to me that would benefit my future self. Now, I can’t remember them properly. Such a waste, isn’t it? (Write more, peeps.)

It’s weird to talk to strangers, I know. I still feel that way. But when I do strike up a conversation with one, I never leave empty handed. I leave with a piece of their life that gives me something to think about.

Everyone has a story. They are waiting to be heard. Why don’t we all lend our ears to these people?

Prudent // 04.04.17

Do Good Deeds.

Do good things and good things will happen to you.

People underestimate the power of doing good deeds.

Donating, giving a helping hand, saying something nice and even as simple as smiling. In the short run, speaking from experience, it feels like trying to carry water in a sieve. It seems like the things you do don’t get appreciation. (Although when you do things, don’t do them solely for approval or a thank. But that’s for another post.) In the long run, you’ll see how being generally nice affects your everyday life.

You’ll feel much more relaxed. You’ll notice more things to be grateful about. You’ll find yourself more content. And when these things start happening, when you start realising the changes, you might find it weird at first.

There are fewer things that make you angry. You tend to avoid things that specifically makes you upset which in turn, saves you from a lot of cursing and late night headaches. Unfortunately, some people might find you annoying with your overly relaxed state. (Because according to society, there’s always something wrong with you. And that, kids, is why you shouldn’t give a flying fuck about what others think of you).

They might find it weird. But I do what I do. Some say it gullible. I say it’s just being rational.

I don’t have time to waste hurting other people. Just as there’s not enough time in my life to do good things for my loved ones to justify their existence in my world. So I do the next best thing, just try to make the now count.