For those of you, who do not know already, my sister was gone in 2003. I already have written many blog entries about my sister. (Find my search box, and type "sister" on it.)
15 years has already passed.
I gotta write about this. I use social media. I have a Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and Snapchat account. I mostly use Facebook and Instagram.
I have thoughts in my head. (That is normal.) I react in social media. (That is normal as well.) First and foremost, I can now manage and navigate my thoughts. They no longer take control of me.
Here is a list of my reactions in social media (I have changed now. Therefore, it is a shorter list.):
-A pretty lady likes my FB post. I am mesmerized.
-I like posting pictures and videos on my IG story. So, I get to see my viewers. (From top to bottom order on your IG story list, the top person sees your IG the most, while the bottom person views your IG the least.) I am curious.
-I enjoy sharing my basketball videos in my social media. Heck, I have an only page, "Ball is Life." I wonder who likes it, especially attractive women. I am a show-off.
-Whenever notifications from my social media pop up on my cellphone, I wanna know who liked or commented on my post.
Social media does not take over me anymore. A few years ago, I was depressed by social media.
In my older blog entries, I explained that social networking is everywhere, and I gave a definition of my social media. Feel free to read them..
MY OLD-SELF IN ACT OF KINDNESS:
I treated others with kindness. For the reason that, I always expected others to be kind in return.
For instance, I used to like everybody's Facebook post, so you can like my post as well.
If I did not expect any kindness in return, I would be extremely upset.
For instance, my younger cousins came here in America from the Philippines. I sacrificed my time for them. I taught one how to drive a car. I tutored my other cousin with her homework. I picked up my other cousin from school. I lended my tennis racquet to my other cousin, so she can use it for her high school tennis team. I did a lot for them. I was hurt. They were not thankful and grateful for me. Therefore, I was extremely upset.
I admit it. I wanted something in return for them. I wanted them to thank me.
Now, I see that it is okay. I am happy from them. I do not hate them anymore. I am at peace now.
Go with what my cousins want. It is their choice. It is their life.
I learned a lot. I did not whine and complain in my travel life. I lived the lifestyle. I mostly stayed in hostels, and family homes. (I am not rich. I live simple.)
It taught me the true meaning of life. Traveling changed my life.
Yuh, I am single.
I am in no rush for a label, unless I am desperate.
I am picky as well. I have my standards in looking for a woman.
It is an adventure in searching for the one. I enjoy going on first dates, but it does get tiring.
My good friend just arrived home from a date. She told me, "I'm tired of dating. It was fine. The guy was nice but I didn't feel a spark."
I understand. It does take time and effort.
A few years ago, my older cousin once told me, "I do not want to get in a relationship right now. I do not want to get hurt, like how Auntie was cheated on her husband from a younger lady."
Now, my older cousin is dating a lady. I have never seen him this happy before.
In life, you just do not know. Things just happen. Relationships come unexpectedly.
No regrets, or else I would not be where I'm at right now.