Many equate youth with living. However, that is not always the case. We only live our youth when we choose to feel sunlight against our skin, choose to risk and be open to make mistakes, choose to move on and not settle with what's okay, choose to travel and learn about people, when we choose to look up and observe the sky, when we choose to be hopeful amidst this problematic world. We don't shut our doors and lock ourselves in. We talk and make friends. We share and not hide. We smile ourselves with grins up to our ears. We sing like we don't have neighbors. We dream, we do, we live. In every age where we are.

~May 2013~

Days come when you feel disappointed with yourself, with what you do, your craft. Today is one of those, unfortunately.

We hoped for a nice day with nice waves. It was okay. For me, at least. No big waves is fine since I don't know how to swim. ;)

My friend and I decided to go to an impromptu trip to Urbiztondo, San Juan, La Union this May. We were excited, and me, a little frightened to ride on waves -- to surf. I don't know how to swim, or even ride a bike, so I think it's a natural reaction. :) Little did we know, or did we research that there were no waves that particular weekend. Well, for me, this is okay -- I won!