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Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They’re your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair or by the time you’re 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.
— Mary Schmich (via timirose)

"Four things a woman should know: How to look like a girl, How to act like a lady, How to think like a man, And how to work like a dog."

Brian McBrian: You need to have a little faith, Tibby. Not everyone you love is going to leave you.

(Sisterhood of travelng pants 2)

FRIENDSHIP

“They say nothing lasts forever; dreams change, trends come and go, but friendships never go out of style.”
- Carrie Bradshaw

SOMETIMES

Sometimes, in relentless efforts to find the person we love we fail to recognize and appreciate the people who love us. We miss out so many beautiful things simply because we allow ourselves to be enslaved by our own selfish concerns. Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of words for you will find rewarding happiness not with the man you love but the man who loves you more.

The best lovers are those capable of loving from a distance far enough to allow the person to grow, but never too far to feel the love deep within your being. To let go of someone doesn’t mean you have to stop loving, it only means that you allow that person to find her own happiness without expecting her to come back. Letting go is not just setting the other person free, but it is also setting yourself free from all bitterness, hatred and anger that you keep in your heart. Do not let the bitterness eat away your strength and weaken your faith, and never allow pain to dishearten you, but rather let yourself grow with wisdom in bearing it. You may find a peace in just loving someone from a distance not expecting anything in return. But be careful, for this can sustain life but never can give enough room for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful memories of the past but real peace and happiness come only with open acceptance of what reality is today. There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon someone so nice and soon becomes a part of our everyday lives and eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it is when we begin to realize that this person feels nothing more for us than just a friendship, we start our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer but in the end our efforts are still rewarded and we end up being sorry for ourselves. You don’t have to forget someone you love. What you need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality without being bitter or sorry for yourself. Believe me, you would be better off giving that dedication and love to someone more deserving. Don’t let your heart run your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for itself. Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as well. Always remember that if you lose someone today, it means that someone better is coming tomorrow. If you lose love that doesn’t mean that you failed in love. Cry if you have to, but make it sure that the tears wash away the hurt and bitterness that the past has left you. Let go of yesterday and love will find its way back to you. And when it does, pray that it may be the love hat will stay and last a lifetime. There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other through everything is a miracle.

There is no mistake so painful that love cannot forgive. No past so bitter that love cannot accept.
And no love so little that we cannot start all over with.

— Albert Einstein

“ Who are you to judge the life I live? I know I’m not perfect and I don’t live to be. But, before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean.

— Bob Marley

“ The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.

— Mahatma Ghandi

“ I mean that’s a big part of our existence here on earth, the personal relationship we have with the person that we love, with the person that we make love to, with the person that we share our lives with. We expect a lot of things back from our loved one, and the lesson is to accept and not expect."

— Erykah Badu

all four season in one weekend

I swear my sleeping pattern is so effin ugly. I'm awake late morning when noone is awake and sleeping during the day when the rest of the world (well, my side anyways) are up and running errands.

Speaking of sleeping, I had a dream where I was trying to rescue (along with some girl) some old woman from these 3-4 men. For some reason, I was just tearing it up with a 9MM gun. Then, as soon as I trip and was about to get shot... Danilo calls me. HAHAHA. And THEN, I realize it was so ugly outside, I went back to sleep where I had another dream. I was having a happy hour with the girls and I happened to be texting Michelle R. Then right when we were leaving, they (her, Lei, Jessica and some other guy) happened to be in the same restaurant as we were...just to the other side. When I finally got online, I wrote on Michelle's FB wall and told her about my dream. Her response, "that's funny, I thought I texted you, but then I realized that I never sent it. When I was, I realized it was really late, so I didn't and instead you commented on my page =)" Well, I thought it was hilarious.

Jiezel stopped by for a visit too. Got new pictures of Peanut. SHE's growing up fast! hahahaha. Yes, SHE. DAMMIT! hahahaha.

Weekend was fun.

Friday. Premium Outlet with Albert, Charmane & Tita. Finally got my running shoes (whoohoo!) Too bad I haven't used it yet. Stupid weather. Sushiland @ Lynwood afterwards (Pao met us there too!).

Saturday. Left for Leavenworth @ 9:30 for an overnight family trip. Arrived around 11ish? Had some lunch. Snowmobile for a good 3 hours. Snacks. Apples to Apples. Dinner. Scrabble. Apples to Apples. Bed time @ 10:30pm? What was THAT about? LOL.

Sunday. Woke up around 11am. Breakfast. Got ready. 30-45mins was spent on cars trying to get out of the drive way while I took pictures. Arrived in Seattle around 3pm. Drove down to Renton for some good old Foody Goody, which I guess now is known as Pan-Asian Buffet? Or something like that. Then, carwashed @ Costco. Home. Then left around 6:15pm to Cheesecake in Tukwila for Gretchen's birthday dinner (also with, Lisa, Jiezel and May). T'was fun and refreshing. Got sitted about an hour later. (pictures are in my picasa)

Then May, Gretchen and I went to the movies to watch "He's just not that into you" I must admit, I cried a little.

Which brings me to another point of this entry. So I leave you with this...

Gigi: "Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up: if a boy punches you he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it: the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. but sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. and maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. maybe the happy ending is just moving on. or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls and broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment... you never gave up hope."

We are always thought to follow the rules. Why can't we be the exception?