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Into The Wild

I do not know what I would do when I do not get one month of vacation anymore. That will be the first welcome to the real world, “Oh hey! You are not in college anymore. Get up and get ready for work!” Just thinking about it makes me want to go to school forever, even though I dread it most of the time. I am finally back from my one month hiatus from everything filled with responsibilities (work, school and life itself). It was relaxing, however, at some point I could have killed myself because I would just lay in the same position watching the same shows (NCIS, Criminal Minds, Law and Order: SVU and CSI: Miami). As you can tell, I love any type of cop/forensic shows.

Other than being lazy couch potato that I was, one highlight of my vacation was the annual snowboarding trip my friends and I have each year. Each year we go to a different mountain, somewhere new. This year we decided to head back to our beloved mountain in Maine, Sunday River. Although many prefer other mountains such as Killington or Stowe in Vermont. Sunday River have a good amount of peaks for our group and everyone was able to enjoy their time. I have developed my love for snowboarding probably around 2009. If someone asked how long have I been snowboarding, I would say two full years. Last year was when I finally learned how to carve and was able to catch up with the boys. Also, it was the year where I went snowboarding more than once compared to other years. Maybe that was the reason why I finally knew how to snowboard for once and do not look like a fool going down the mountain.

We finally found our niche, the right people to go with. The group of friends that are down to do things and gets along with everyone. This is the most successful snowboarding trip we have ever had! What’s so great about it is that, we all still keep in touch with one another even though the trip ended. Usually it would be “see you next year!” That would be the case previous years. I am glad we are able to spend time together outside the snowboarding trip.


A Quick Stop


I love the days where things happened spontaneously. It’s a good day when I get to stop by one of my favorite bookstore, Brattle Book Shop. It is one of the oldest bookstores in Boston, not only is it different but it is very similar to thrifting. We would have to dig through all the racks outside for a good read, but sometime you just stumbled upon one. I found some really good ones just by looking through the shelves. That’s the best isn’t it? I think Boston need more bookstores around the downtown area and more of a sitting area just so one can enjoy a quick read.



Each of my books are $1, what a steal! I am not sure but I am always interested in reading books about the King Henry V period. Maybe it is adding to my addiction towards Game of Thrones even though they are nowhere connected to one another. And I have always been a fan of Elie Wiesel ever since I read his book, NightThe book just captured you and bring you straight to the events of the holocaust. He is very descriptive and the details of everything that occurred him during the Holocaust. I am not sure if I will ever have the will power to survive it that happen to me.


What Risks Did You Take?

It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power” – Alan Cohen


You never know what something might be until you take that chance.

Somehow today revolved around the topic of “taking a risk.” It derived from a simple question, “Do you start something knowing that there is a possibility that it might not work in the end? Or do you just take that risk and see where it might lead?” This past year, I have asked myself similar questions whether it was about my career change, meeting/talking to someone new and changing schools. My process could have been a little easier if I was not scaredI was scared of the unknown. Also, I liked the idea of knowing the end result. If I can picture it, then I will give it try. On the other hand, if I can not see some kind of end result I would be afraid to try it out. So many what if’s or what would happen if I…?? Just too many questions.

“The first reaction is one of fear. It’s not that we fear the unknown. You cannot fear something that you do not know. Nobody is afraid of the unknown. What you really fear is the loss of the known. That’s what you fear.”

Instead of thinking like that, I totally forgot that the whole point of taking the risk is the unknown. That is the adventurous part of it! It is not controllable or predictable. Don’t get me wrong! I am the first to jump at doing anything spontaneous. However, I can also be the first to halt if I see the big, red, flashing STOP sign in my head warning not to do anything drastic.

Maybe because it was my past experiences and my lacked of experiences which affected a lot of my decisions. I was comfortable with the idea of having a career in medicine because I know that there is always a demand in that. Therefore, it was a “go-to” decision. Now thinking back, I made a lot of “go-to” decisions. Choosing a career that was recommended to me by the elders because they have more experienced in life or because I did not want to struggle later in life. I rather be by myself than open up to someone knowing they might move or leave soon. There is that cliché saying, if you got hurt once, you do not want to get hurt again. Or why put all of your eggs in one basket? If there is any factors that is not beneficial, I would rather take myself out of the situation. Is that selfish of me?

As humans, we prefer where we are or we just do not know how to act around change. As I am getting older, I realized that there are so many things I cannot control. Today emphasized that, in certain situations, I have learned to listen to my gut instead of my brain. What if I am missing out on an amazing opportunity, or someone so sweet and genuine that I will never get a chance again? Sometimes, taking that risk or getting out of the comfort zone might open up to new possibilities.


It might turn into something beautiful like this tree.

“Why not concentrate on the now instead of hoping for better times in the future? Why not understand the now instead of forgetting it and hoping for the future? Isn’t the future just another trap?”