'90s

To be stuck in time, I'd pick the '90s era. Not because of its anti-fashion culture but because I was a kid then, free from any polluted idea and full of overwhelming innocence. 

HOT BOD for the summer! sorry, poor resolution. 

I loved being a kid. I wish any time traveling machine could bring me to that period in my life when I was just playing with my Sailormoon toys, Polly Pockets, Barbie dolls and kitchen sets. When I first entered school and immediately bonded with my wonderful classmates, sharing opinions on the very shallow thoughts on earth like what my favorite color is or "Who's your best friend?" conversations. Do you remember? By late '90s I began listening to Britney Spears, Backstreet Boys and 'Nsync and was singing Tearin' Up My Heart in front of the TV and let's not forget Hanson's yummy MMMBop. (tick a ta ba do ba.. or something like that)

And yes, I loved TV as much as I do now. I watched All That, with segments of Goodburger and Dear Ashley as my favorites. Kenan & Kel was also a favorite and I clearly remember Kel's love for orange soda. Do you remember Summer Sanders? And the bunch of kids on Figure it Out and Global Guts? I remember we used to play Global Guts on Old School Nintendo and boy was I eager. Obviously, I lived and breathed Nick shows. But yea, I also became a fan of The Jetsons and The Flinstones (when they aired on Cartoon Network). The early times when I slept late were watching repeats of football head Hey Arnold and Aaaah! Real Monsters. 

I loved a lot of things then. The only thing I hated were mom jeans. 

But other than that, I love the '90s!

What else do you remember?

What do you want to be when you grow up?

This is usually the question asked by our parents, aunts, uncles and preschool teachers during that time when we had at least a mere picture of our would-be careers "when we grow up". In my case, since I've seen a couple of Little Miss Philippines back then, I figured to be a doctor would be the coolest choice because it would be awesome to help cure the sick. You know, the usual replies of kids under 5 or even under 10. I had no idea it would take ten years to actually perfect the career. If you check my year book back in sixth grade, you'd see I put pediatrician beside you know what. And I think it's funny that only until this time did I realize what I actually want in my life.

Before this year ends, I'd be nineteen and it's weird that I don't feel old at all when in fact I thought 20 year olds think very maturely. Now I think, would I be really mature by the time I reach twenty? I don't think so. I'd still be the same hysterical cousin, cool tita reliable friend everyone met. I hope you think so too. Being twenty sounds scary: big responsibilities ahead and the official open table for real dating.

But anyway, what I want in my life is to do a commercial, involve myself in marketing strategies specifically graphic design and everything advertising. I'm so appreciative of everything visual and I thought it is what interests me the most. My reporting earlier just served as an eye opener for me, I think I nailed it. And I hope I'd land in a very hot job in the future! How I really wish hope my career would be promising. The sound of reality is kicking its butt into the picture but I'm bursting its bubble. Go ME!

What do you you want to be when you grow up?

The Wonder Years

For thanksgiving today, we just had dinner, stayed home together and watched old videos—funny old videos of embarrassment. I was either caught: singing, dancing, imitating a TV show host (with a flashlight as my mic) and worse, prepped up in costumes. We were laughing the whole time as we can’t get enough of it especially since I was also videotaped during my ugly duckling days: short hair; butterfly-ed frontal teeth; eyeglasses; was fragile thin and in my darkest skin ever. I don’t know what my admirers were thinking that time. Mind you, I had some. I wonder how they managed to get me on their crush list. What could possibly be in me then? Ha ha. And how could I ever think I had a chance over my cute mestizo upper batch crushie? Oh god, I miss those days.

It’s amazing how time quickly passes. I miss my childhood days when I still go out of the house, visit my other playmates and play patintero or langit-lupa. I was also considered a hustler in Chinese garter and jump rope then. Proof is, I was always scolded for my filthy socks come afternoon. Also, my playmates and I would even quarrel over roles when we play life like how I wanted to be the mother in our “house” so I could play with the toy kitchen and cook food for the “family”. Really memorable. I actually thought I was super also before when I accidentally choked a toy that is thank God small enough for me to shit out. Now why am I publishing this again? Ha ha.

my progress report.

I also miss high school. Everything to bits. I just saw our graduation video awhile ago and instantly, all the funny memories came back, when everything was simpler than anything else. We were just happy for having everyone around. Intramurals, cheering competitions, battle of the bands, the hallways, lunch breaks, canteen food, CAT, the run for curfews, the after EXAMS celebration, etc. Don’t you wish you were in high school again? Sigh.

Anyway, I guess when a person tries to look back in his life, one could realize how blessed life is. I just realized that today. Everyone is always surrounded by people. Look around, don’t let a thing be overlooked.