I get bored easily.

Two weeks after my declaration, I purchased a skateboard.

To be specific it's a longboard, sector 9 with a pretty picture of the ocean on the back. Had fun trying it out front, but still having a hard time with turning. But I'm a little scared to fall on concrete when noone's around so I'm saving the tough stuff for later. haha
This crazy new idea cost a plane ticket... but.. I think it's worth my sanity. I somehow keep dreaming about skateboarding recently. Plus, I'm so motivated ever since a skate shop guy thought I was nuts and my own boyfriend think I'm nuts. Don't ever tell me I can't do something since it almost always motivates me to do it :)

I'm having a lot of fun so far. This venture is also part of my decision to stop being afraid of falling and making mistakes... a bad habit that plagued me for ages. Granted, falling on concrete is reason to be afraid. But I have my helmet. And I can stand while it rolls without falling. That is already a thumbs up. I hope this lasts a while... I have to make up the $300...

love of money

I have to admit. Sometimes, when I think of people who chose more lucrative professions, the big green monster of envy rears its ugly head. Choosing a career based on idealism and the whole "making the world a better place" is all well and good. But when I think of Kate Spade bags, Tiffany's, Ugg boots, Mercedes and a house in Hawai'i... well.. you get the picture. So, I should be planning to go back to school for something that pays more like nursing or accounting. But instead, here I am procrastinating an essay to get me to a school for social work. More idealism. Less of a paycheck. I hope I get a big "Thank You" card from the world for this sacrifice.


Okay, Faye shallow moment is done.

birthdays..

another day, another year

What makes a birthday special? Is it the company you keep? Is it the things you do? Is it where you go?


How can you plan this special day so that you can think of it as one of the best days of the year? .. so that the next day you don't feel like maybe there's something you could have done differently that would make you feel like... "hell yea! it was my BIRTHDAY!"

But then again, maybe it is that thought process which creates the problem. The thought that birthdays much be special. That birthdays are days apart from the other 364.

I really wanted it to be. Yesterday was my special day. It was my boyfriend's last day with me, so we spend the morning lazing about and the afternoon at the mall, basically spending as much time together as we could. In the evening, 21 wonderful friends & family joined me for dinner at a French diner. It was great. It was a lot of fun.

And so of course, the next day feels sub par in comparison.

Then again, it may just be because I miss my other half. =(

Two years in a row, my birthday is marred by a goodbye. =T We need to find a way to fix this...