“It’s you that you’re running from,”

 

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Photo by Pablo Garcia Saldaña on Unsplash

 

Note to self: Don’t beat yourself up. Don’t compare yourself to someone else. Don’t hate yourself. No one else will take care of yourself other than you. It’s not a race. You are your own. You may not change the world and that’s okay. You may not be special to the whole world but you are precious to a bunch of them. You’re not a loser. You’re not lost. You never were.

There comes a time when you’ll want to scream and cry. It’s okay. Do it, get through it, take a walk and come back stronger.

Spread love, make love. Good manners don’t cost anything. Neither does generosity. Once again, it’s not a race. Enjoy life as it is.

23/8/2017 s.j.r

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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.

 

 

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.

To Be Famous in Death.

Lux Narayan and I share the same weird habit of ‘liking’ to read the obituaries. Although I don’t read the newspaper that much. But when I do, I make sure to read the obituaries.  I mean, it’s why their families put it there right? For people to be informed of their beloved’s passing.

Anyway, Lux Narayan sought out to find what these obituaries have in common. He ended up examining two thousand of them. Watch the video to find out.

At the end of his TED Talk, he says:

If more people lived their lives trying to be famous in death, the world would be a much better place.

As cliche as it may sound, it is a true phrase.

When you die, you would want people to remember you were someone who was amazing or talented or kind. Nobody wants to dissed at when they die, even though they’re not alive to hear it.

Death is a real thing. You can’t resurrect yourself. When you die, you only leave one thing to the people who knew you. And that is memories of you.

Work hard to make those memories a sweet one.

One that would make the people who knew you cry and smile at the same time.

 

Stand Up.

“Give us your money,” The bigger boy said. His friends behind him were laughing.

“I don’t have any,” the little boy answered, shaking.

The bigger boy turned to his friends. “Did you hear that boys” he scoffed. “He doesn’t have money.” He slammed his fist against the wall, inches away from the little boy’s head. The little boy flinched, trying not to cry.

“Don’t fuck with us.” He whispered. The little boy started crying. The three boys laughed.

“Crybaby!” The boy with scruffy hair said. He roared with laughter.

The bigger boy grabbed the little boy and threw him on the ground. He searched through the little boy’s back pocket and found his wallet.

He opened and looked through it. “There’s nothing in here.” He walked closer to the little boy still on the ground. “Useless!” He threw the wallet to the little boy’s face.

“Let’s go boys.” He said. He spat on the little boy’s body before walking away.

The little boy stayed on the ground. Some part of him wished it would just end there. No more crying, no more feeling scared, no more feeling dread. He wished he could just stay there and drift into the air. And so he stayed.

“Are you okay?” A girl’s voice asked him.

The little boy opened his eyes and only saw someone’s legs wearing pink Minnie Mouse shoes.

“Yes,” he said simply.

“Why are you on the ground?” The girl asked again.

“Because it’s nice here.”

“How is it nice?” the girl bend over, revealing her face to the little boy. He looked at the girl, much younger than him. A toddler, actually.

The little boy didn’t answer.

“The ground is really icky and cold. How is it nice?” she said.

The little boy sat up and wiped his tears with his thumb.

“You don’t look too happy on the ground. You’re crying!” She said.

“You’re right. I’m not.” The little boy said. He let out a little laugh. “The ground is icky.” He stood up. Now he’s much taller than the girl. The girl had to tilt her head to look at the little boy’s face.

“Next time, try lying on the sand.” She continued. The little boy looked at her, confused. “It’s much softer and you can make sand angels! But it will be messy. Not as fun as snow angels.” The girl picked up the wallet on the ground and gave it to him. “This must be yours.” She said.

“There you are, honey.” A woman walked over to them. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” The woman grabbed the girl’s small hands.

“John,” The woman said to the little boy. “What are you doing here? Break time is over. Come on.”

“Your daughter, Mrs Brian?” The little boy asked.

“Yes. A very naughty one, too.” The woman answered. She stroked her daughter’s head. “Say hi.” She told the girl.

“We’ve met.” The girl said. “I found him lying on the ground.”

The woman gave the little boy a confused look.

“He cried because the ground isn’t comfy. So I told him to try lying on the sand.” The little girl said. “Remember when we went to the beach and we buried dad in the sand and he fell asleep because it was so cosy?”

“Yes, honey. That’s right, sand is comfier than ground.” The woman gave her daughter a heartiest smile. “Is there anything you want to tell me, John?” She asked the little boy.

“I…” The little boy could not muster any words.

“You can tell me anything.” The woman said. She placed her hands on the little boy’s shoulder.

And at that moment, the little boy drifted into the air. Just like he wished.


If you’re being bullied, don’t be afraid to ask for help. You’re not alone. There are people out there who genuinely care about you. Your life matters. Your future matters.

Doubt // 2nd March.

Quote Note #8

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Fear of uncertainty is something a lot of us suffer from.

Most of the time, this fear has a cost. Maybe a promotion, or a spouse, or a new friend, or a chance to finally be living that dream life of yours, etc.

It’s comfortable to live in a surrounding where nothing exciting ever happens because you’re safe. Nothing can hurt you and you can keep on living mediocrely.

Trust me, nothing good will ever come out of this way of lifestyle.

It takes guts to gamble on the risks of taking that leap. But sometimes, it’s what you exactly need to do.

You’ll never know your true colours if you hesitate to go beyond your safe space.

Future me, do yourself a favour and don’t hesitate.