Kristine Cueto Almonte, BSN
RN in the making.
Graduated March 30, 2012, from the University of Santo Tomas College of Nursing.
Neocentennial batch.
Singapore. February 2012. The place where I left a piece of my heart.
This is my best out of the country trip… so far.
I ♥ SG.
Sometimes we just can’t help but ponder on the things that make us happy,or at least, the things that satisfy us. Isn’t it peculiar how as we enjoy life more, live more days, experience more things, our happiness seems to be a tad bit more demanding?
If we look at kids anywhere, the younger they are, the more they are able to find things to entertain them. At age 1 and below, simple smiles and funny faces of random people are enough to make us laugh. At age 2, 3, 4, anything around the house would suffice. From then until around the age of 12 or 13, a trip to the toy store is like a day in heaven.
How about now?
When we reach the age of legality, when we’ve started to learn to act in public (i believe we never really grow up, we just learn to act in public) a trip to the toy store seems just as boring as walking around an empty parking lot. How come though?
Is it because we understand things more? Is it because we’ve experienced more exciting things? Is it because we’ve outgrown such simple delights?
Then wouldn’t it be more practical to stay as innocent and as oblivious as a baby? So that just a game of peek-a-boo would brighten up our faces? At least during days when theres nothing that can cheer you up, no money to buy the things you want, the food you crave for, or to go out with the company you’d like to have for that day, we can just as a random stranger to stick their tongue out and say “beeeeeh” then the unhappiness is solved.
During a depressing day, what’s that one thing that can make you happy?
