I Wander Where You Are – A letter to my dreams

3o day letter challenge

Day 5: A letter to my dreams

Dear dreams,

You’re like your fluffy white counterpart in the sky. A constantly changing energy that’s shaped by the direction of the wind,  the other unseen forces of nature or both. But whatever your shape is, a dream is still a dream the same way a cloud is still a cloud. It’s made up of the same wonderful stuff that makes me look towards that horizon in the sky.

I definitely have a lot dreams, but sometimes they can be pretty fickle minded. One day I’m chasing one thing then the next day it’s something else. What’s frustrating is that I can never seem to make up my mind about what I want from you. There are just so many things I want to do. There are many areas I want to dabble in. Even with you  I have commitment issues.

I admire my friends around me who know exactly what they want to do and are well on their way of making those dreams a reality at such an early age. Sometimes it makes me feel bad because I continually struggle with my lack of focus. My teacher and mentor once told me that I have so much energy that I need to learn how to harness it because  it tends to make me scattered. Why can’t i just stick to achieving one dream?

That was until I realized I can’t force myself to be someone I’m not. I’m a holistic kind of person. Specialization is not my style because it bores me. My dreams change with every new thing I discover about the world and myself.

Back in high school I was seriously considering becoming a UN ambassador or diplomat. If I went to the US international relations is the course I wanted to major in. Now I find myself in communication spending the last 3 years dipping my toes in almost every form of media – journalism, radio and broadcasting.   I still have yet to discover if PR is my calling because i know advertising isn’t.

So, dreams, despite your constant shape shifting, I more or less have an idea of where you’re heading now and what I want from you. Of what form that will take I still have no definite answers. But the skills and experience I collect along the way will be my key to finally meeting you.

Hopefully though I’ll find you and your wonderful stuff floating all around the world. Because now my dream is to discover where you’ll take me.

Love,

The wanderering Rica

The Power of Three – A letter to my sisters

*Note, I am TERRIBLY behind on this 30 day letter challenge. Sorry, finals week! But I’m going to try my best to finish this even if takes more than 30 days. It’s going to get harder because I will be extremely MIA this sem break with all the trips lined up. Anyways, here goes:

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Dear Ate’s,

Growing up was definitely difficult as a kid especially when adversity required that I stopped acting like one. Looking back I see that there were a lot of ways I could’ve used that kind of resentment for the worse. But I didn’t, mostly because of the kind of influence you have on my life.

I remember that after every temper tantrum thrown, every door slamming, crying underneath my pillow moment of anger, it was almost 100% certain that I’d hear either one of you knocking on the door of my conscience, asking if you could be let in. Even if there were many occasions where I just wanted to be left alone, it’s the effort that counted. You have no idea how much that means – to have sisters who try and understand me.

You guys are my heroes from the way you have kept this family together and have become such grounded independent individuals.It doesn’t matter that we have such a significant age difference between us. You may not know who Justin Beiber is or find my so called sarcastic humor and retort not amusing, but I never mind spending my weekend having a sister saturday in, watching DVD’s, pigging out or just talking.

As the bunso I know that I tend to be the most spoiled out of the Facundo sisters, exploiting my position in the family by weaseling my way out of paying for my movies and food (among other things.) But you have to know that I am so grateful. After all, you both have taught me so much on how to be grateful.

It’s having sisters like the two of you that make me wonder why it’s possible for any other siblings to ever not get along; to ever not be as close.

So thank you, for being the best kind of sisters; the kind who are your mentors as much as they are your friends.

Lotsa lurve,

Your bratty yet loving little sister Rica

Lucky in love – A letter to my parents

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Day 3: A letter to my parents

Dear Mom & Pops,

“Diyan ang parents ni Rica” says coach as he smokes his yosi while talking to a friend outside of the San Juan Arena. It’s a working weekday and yet you still come to watch my games even if I’m not the one playing basketball.

Until now I find it amusing how basketball, which is traditionally shared between father and son has brought me closer to you guys. Whether we’re analyzing the game together or talking about its latest tsismis, I feel the love.

Because if there’s one thing I learned this year it’s the importance of sharing your life with the people you love. So, thank you…

…for standing up for me when i learned what real life was the hard way.

…for listening and wiping away my tears that night i felt down. There’s nothing like a late night food trip to a 5 star hotel between father and daughter to make me feel better.

… for watching all my games, whether live or on Tv.

… for bringing me to all my games, even if it’s a weekday.

… for supporting me no matter what i decide to do.

How lucky am I to have parents who are all these things and more?

Very lucky.

“Oo parents ko yun” I say while I make kwento to my friends, sipping my beer telling them about how you guys have been so supportive. It’s a weekend and yet I still talk about you, even if i don’t have to.

So thank you from the bottom of my grateful heart,

Your loving daughter Rica

Dear mind f*cker – A letter to my crush

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Day 2: A letter to my crush

Dear you,

You’re a mind fucker.

But unfortunately that’s why girls like me are attracted to guys like you.

You’re an intellectual turn on, intoxicating my heart and mind with sweet rhymes. You make me want to see the world through your perspective by challenging mine. But I know at the end of the day we’ll probably still see eye to eye. And that’s what I find invigorating.

I’ve been waiting for a guy like you for awhile now. The kind that you know from the moment you talk to him that this is someone you want to get to know better, especially for more than just the first night. Although it’s rare, it’s the small kind of hope single girls like me hold out for.

And when it happened I was surprised. Cause even though it lasted for nothing more than just a couple of moments, I’m glad it did for right now a temporary high is better than none at all and I’ve been sober for far too long.

Perhaps this might possibly be just a hyped up story in my mind, but it’s the one that I haven’t written in a really long time.

So, maybe you’re a mind fucker and maybe this high is wearing off, but thank you dear crush for reminding me that this is still the kind of climax i’m waiting to write about for the greatest love story of my life.

Could quite possibly be yours,

Rica

Whore no more – A letter to my best friend

Jeff Cape, a friend and past ACOMM president messaged a bunch of his blogger buddies (myself included) to this 30 day letter challenge . I’ve seen this around for awhile now but since a bunch of us are doing it together, I thought why not?

So despite finals in 2 weeks and being 3 days late already (Oct 1 was our starting date), here’s my first letter to my bestfriend. The next 2 will follow shortly.

Day 1: Best friend

Dear best friend,

Back in first year of college my blockmate labeled me as a “friend slut.” You know, the kind of person who always runs into someone they know wherever they go. Admittedly, I knew I was because I loved meeting new people. And despite being best friends for so long, in a way I did it because I was always looking for something more.

But now that I’m a little older, wiser and with a lot less patience, I find that you’re the only one who’s worth 100% of the effort. You are the one I will never have to explain myself to because you simply understand why. No questions asked. No judgments placed. Do you know how rare that is?

So, after 3 years of being driven by the excitement of making new friends, the appeal has finally worn off.  It turns out that you guys are all I ever needed in the first place. Sorry it took so long to figure it out.

Love you.

Sincerely the whore no more,

Rica