I’m feeling sleepy and too lazy to blow-dry and straighten my freshly washed hair. So I decided to try to go to bed “early” tonight (early being midnight), and this song just randomly pops in my head for me to hum..
“So-oh-oh, So-oh-oh, So-oh-oh Funkdafied.” By Da’ Brat circa 1994.
What was I doing in 1994? Hmm..depending on what part of the year it was, I was either ending 4th grade or entering 5th grade. I had just gotten braces, which I would wear for about 3 years. I didn’t have a perm, and with my mother being Filipino with bone straight hair, she found my hair to be a challenge. And so I always wore it pulled back in a bushy ponytail..and I do mean bushy. I have a rather thick wad of hair on my head due to an abundant blessing of hair follicles.
When I think about ‘94 and being about 10 years old, it reminds me of how simplistic life was. I went to school, came home, was a cheerleader (that year only), read a LOT (and I do mean a LOT) of books. I mean life was good. I hadn’t hit puberty yet so that era of awkwardness hadn’t begun. Life seemed simple. Just basic and easy-going. And for the most part…stress free. I reminsice on those moments…of being a kid…of being curious…excited by growth…adapting to change.
As we get older, we gain more responsibilities. Life gets harder as we no longer depend on our parents to make decisions for us. But as I take a step back and look at the bigger picture, do we have to make things that complex? If we keep things funky…keep things real with ourselves…and simply just enjoy life for what it is today based on what we have today, would it remove the complexities of adulthood, of having major responsibilities, of having to decide for ourselves? Hmm….
“Open up, open up, and let the funk flow in…”





