Shades of cool

I'm bitter.
But when I finish writing this post, I will go back to being the strong and independent woman I ought to be.
Now I have a lot of friends. But there are only a few I can really talk with. Even so, expressing negative thoughts isn't my forte.
Don't fret. I'm not suicidal. I will most certainly never be because I don't believe in giving up.
Days seemed a bit dull lately. Gray, if I must pick a color to describe. Nonetheless I'm still the giggler in public. But I have been coming home feeling a bit empty at heart.
I try to convince myself that stillness is the move.
Stillness is the move.

I know that by the end of this week, I will likely forget this mind war ever occurred.
But I'm putting my feelings into words because I want to savor and always remember this moment. Because for the first time, I'm not just any cold-hearted bastard.
I feel, too.

Changes are good. Keep me up on my toes.

City lights

My photography skills are a bit rusty. These photos look like they were taken by another person but Angella is nonetheless dazzling.

San Francisco is a unique and breathtaking metropolis. It's a giant melting pot of great cultural and social diversity. There's so, so much going on. 

I can never get bored of this city.

Dream away

"The day will be what you make it, so rise, like the sun, and burn." -William C. Hannan

I quickly turned around and fled in the other direction and prayed that you haven't noticed me yet. I wish my hair was long and bushy enough to cover my face and then I remembered that I tied it in a ponytail. Damn it.

Perhaps I aged so much this past few years you couldn't recognize me anyway. 

I didn't mean to be rude. But that initial reaction was so honest. It was just like an involuntary reflex. It's oh so silly and embarrassing. I couldn't help but laugh.

It's not that I don't care. It's quite the opposite. It's just unnecessary to bring back thoughts of the past that were already forgotten.
I've already lost touch with a couple of people I used to be.

"Find what feels good."
I've become a yogi lately, sort of. Well, ever since I injured my left angle, yoga has become fall back. One of my yoga instructor always urged us to find what feels good as we ease into our pose. She has such gentle and uplifting voice. She also has a cute smile and perfect legs. Not that I was checking her out or anything. Any who.
So I've set out on a mission to find balance and to find what feels good in life. Namaste.

Get up and go see

January is a perfect time to reset and rejuvenate.
Lately, I've learned to love and treat my body a little better. I learned the importance of having enough sleep to be present during the day and also to eat well for more energy. I've started juicing more, eating more organic greens and fruits, while I gradually cut back on sugary and non-nutritious food. I've decided that 2015 is the year for health and wellness.
There are still days when I feel like all I want to eat are chips, chocolate, and more chocolate. And there are days when I give into these temptations. But it's okay. We all make mistakes. Carry on. Balance is key. Learn to listen to your body, learn to trust your body. Pick yourself up and move forward.
This year I plan on running stronger and longer, praying more, be more patient and modest, and laughing a bit louder. Be brave and be bold. Make your own rules and don't let anyone else rule your life according to theirs. 2015 will be the most adventurous yet.