A Glimpse of Me

With my new skin care set now, I am so glad that I won’t be needing acne treatments soon. It is so not good in the pocket, but sometimes, beauty comes with a price, right? And so the price for me would be the financial department. But hey… who wouldn’t love an acne free skin? I just hope that I’ll be able to maintain this. This morning, there’s a zit that popped out just like that under my nose and my kids had been asking what it was. Sigh. Glad there’s only one. I am sure it’s because of the late night sleeps the last few nights. Otherwise, my skin is okay.

I submitted a couple of my photos for a garden photography competition. One of the prizes is a signed garden photography book by a pro photographer. Another prize includes a discount at a certain garden shop. I have a couple of flower photos that I truly adore and thought it would be good to submit them.

But after I submitted my entries, I saw all other entries and they were oh-so-amazing photos. There’s no way my photos could win against those flower shots. There goes the prize of getting some free seeds for my garden. But of course, you can get Proflowers coupons from other shops. It’s not really that bad.

The closing date for the competition is on the 20th of October… which is today. Well, although I know some other photos are a lot better compared to mine, I can’t help but wish I’d win.

My sister and her friends have been playing a fortune-telling game these past few days. That’s what she told me. They use playing cards and we determine if they and their crushes will be together or will they be driven apart by people or if they become rich in the future. Apparently, her fortune-teller friend told me that my crush won’t love her but she will be uber rich in the future. And so she’s thinking… you know it’s just a game but you sometimes want to believe it especially if it says good things. Sometimes we don’t want to grow up, to take more responsibilities, be responsible for other persons other than yourself or have children of your own. Knowing how you acted as a child, there’s this nagging fear that your children would be more difficult than yourself. Sometimes we stop ourselves from thinking of jobs, stretch marks, anti aging product, formula or car pooling. So before those happy days happen, we must enjoy today. Because according to Rancho in 3 Idiots, “If you fear for tomorrow, how can you live for today?” I guess my sister does need a lot of courage to face her future.

Lush, green meadows, endless ricefields, clear waters, live and free animals, friendly neighbors, children playing on the streests and women hanging laundry on a gloriously sunny morning. This is a perfect painting of a rural community where everyone knows everybody. Some people detest this kind of life, the slow pace and being technologically backward. Living a rural life may entail slow internet connection, their largest shopping center might not have a barcode scanner or the nearest fastfood chain is an hour away but this is bliss. No pollution or traffic. Just people and mother nature. Just you breathing fresh air, drinking clean water, hearing the songs of the birds, watching the flowers bloom and doing the things that cannot be done in the urban area. Life in the country is simple, but it is heaven.

Did you still remember what you wore when you went to prom? Or who your escort that night was? Is he still with you today or is he just a fragment of your distance past? What was the color of your dress that night? And more importantly, did you enjoy every second of it?

Reminiscing about the past is a fun thing to do. But most of us edit and leave unpleasant things out. Like when your date splashed juice on your wine. Or the time when you broke the heels of your right shoe. The worst is when you found out that your rival wore the exact same dress as you! Nevertheless, thinking about it makes us smile. Especially the process of choosing the right dress, right shoes, the right fashion jewelry (since mom won’t let you borrow the vintage pearl necklace from grandma), and the PERFECT date. When that date squirms while being scrutinized by your father while you make yourself pretty. And finally, when you go out and see the expression of your date and the pride in your father’s eyes.