Rikka is Saying Something

L E T . Y O U R . I N F L U E N C E . B E . P O S I T I V E
Posted on 17, September 2014 September 17 2014 2014年9月17日 by rikkaissayingsomething

11:38 AM - The world never delivers on its promises. Make more money and you’ll be happier, get a bigger house and you’ll feel satisfied, buy fancier clothes and people will admire you - the materialist’s mantra.

But there is always a bigger house, someone making more money and a new style that makes your expensive wardrobe obsolete. Pursue things that deliver: take care of each other, love one another and believe in God. These are things that deliver, and that’s a promise.

Posted on 15, September 2014 September 15 2014 2014年9月15日 by rikkaissayingsomething

Hey, readers! About a month ago I was given the opportunity to talk on a topic I was very much interested in. I have been invited to speak again only this time, to a bigger crowd of audience. There will be an estimated number of 600 people attending and I hope what I have to say will make them think.

If you are living in Auckland and are free on Saturday, 20th September, at 11 AM, come along and open your mind to what I have to say.

This isn’t your typical kind of talk, I can promise you that. I am going to be discussing the issue of how some Christians behave and act around other people that contradict what they “believe” or “preach”. So often, we Christians, are called to love and, yet, when we face those who believe differently to us we forget to do just that. So often we judge too quickly and forget to love our neighbor. So often we Christians become hypocrites.

It doesn’t matter whether you are a Christian or not, whether you’re gay, straight, bisexual, vegan, vegetarian, carnivore, or cat, I would love you to come along.

Posted on 14, September 2014 September 14 2014 2014年9月14日 by rikkaissayingsomething

Hello, readers! So, I’m excited to say what I’ve been up to this weekend because, after a while, I’ve done something else other than work and studies.

A friend of mine, Candice, celebrated her 21st birthday last night on a yacht called, The Regall Flyer. Reagan and I had left the car in the Sky City parking and had a blast running all the way to the Viaduct. He carried my black 5-inch heel stilettos while I wore my fairy flats.

We finally got to the boat and before heading to the party, I quickly changed shoes. I’m able to stand and walk in them on ground but when you’re on a yacht that rocks every now and again, keeping stable is a bit more tricky. Nevertheless, the night was good. We sailed under the Auckland Harbour Bridge and watched as the Sky Tower slowly turned into a tiny post.

Reagan and I stood next to the table while we danced because we wanted easy access to food. And by food, we mean fried chicken wings. We danced around with everyone and had a good laugh. Later in the night, Reagan and I decided to go upstairs where the captain of the ship stayed and we watched the city lights glow far away.

We sailed back to the city at almost midnight and Reagan and I decided to go for a little wander around town. We talked about life, and love, and what it would be like renting an apartment in the city, what it would be like waking up to busy people who rushed here and there.

We ended the night with some red velvet cake and coconut water.

I have a really busy week ahead so I’m going to leave you with this quote:

“No, this is not the beginning of a new chapter in my life; this is the beginning of a new book! That first book is already closed, ended, and tossed into the seas; this new book is newly opened, has just begun! Look, it is the first page! And it is a beautiful one!” 
― C. JoyBell C.

Big things have been happening lately and more responsibilities have been laid out in front of me. I have a lot more freedom to enjoy, a lot more words to say to inspire, and a lot more actions to do to influence. 

It’s exciting and scary and, more often than not, I forget to remember to drink some water. 

Also, we met a couple of new people who thought Reagan and I were engaged or married. We had one person ask us how long we’ve been married for. You guys! So sweet, c’mon now.

Goodnight, readers.

Posted on 12, September 2014 September 12 2014 2014年9月12日 by rikkaissayingsomething

1:00 PM

  • Guy 1: Yeah, so what do you think people consider when it comes to choosing universities?
  • Rikka: The reputation of a university. I don't necessarily think that it determines your success but I believe that, to an extent, it plays a part in the job opportunities and offers you get in the end.
  • Guy 2: I think another thing as well is when you hear a lot of successful people, businessmen for example, make it big, and the university they've graduated from becomes a place students want to study in.
  • Guy 1: Businesswomen as well.
  • Guy 2: Yeah, in this equal world.
  • Guy 1: Curt and I are all for equality.
  • Rikka: That's nice to know :)
Reblogged from rinarenaroe

I’ll never punish my daughter for saying no.

The first time it comes out of her mouth, I’ll smile gleefully. As she repeats “No! No! No!” I’ll laugh, overjoyed. At a young age, she’ll have mastered a wonderful skill. A skill I’m still trying to learn. I know I’ll have to teach her that she has to eat her vegetables, and she has to take a nap. But “No” is not wrong. It is not disobedience.

1. She will know her feelings are valid.
2. She will know that when I no longer guide her, she still has a right to refuse.

The first time a boy pulls her hair after she says no, and the teacher tells her “boys will be boys,” we will go to her together, and explain that my daughter’s body is not a public amenity. That boy isn’t teasing her because he likes her, he is harassing her because it is allowed. I will not reinforce that opinion. If my son can understand that “no means no” so can everyone else’s.

3. She owes no one her silence, her time, or her cooperation.

The first time she tells a teacher, “No, that is wrong,” and proceeds to correct his public school, biased rhetoric, I’ll revel in the fact that she knows her history; that she knows our history. The first time she tells me “No” with the purpose and authority that each adult is entitled, I will stop. I will apologize. I will listen.

4. She is entitled to her feelings and her space. I, even a a parent, have no right to violate them.
5. No one has a right to violate them.

The first time my mother questions why I won’t make her kiss my great aunt at Christmas, I’ll explain that her space isn’t mine to control. That she gains nothing but self doubt when she is forced into unwanted affection. I’ll explain that “no” is a complete sentence. When the rest of my family questions why she is not made to wear a dress to our reunion dinner. I will explain that her expression is her own. It provides no growth to force her into unnecessary and unwanted situation.

6. She is entitled to her expression.

When my daughter leaves my home, and learns that the world is not as open, caring, and supportive as her mother, she will be prepared. She will know that she can return if she wishes, that the real world can wait. She will not want to. She will not need to. I will have prepared her, as much as I can, for a world that will try to push her down at every turn.

7. She is her own person. She is complete as she is.

I will never punish my daughter for saying no. I want “No” to be a familiar friend. I never want her to feel that she cannot say it. She will know how to call on “No” whenever it is needed, or wanted.

Lessons I Will Teach, Because the World Will Not — Y.S.
Posted on 10, September 2014 September 10 2014 2014年9月10日 by rikkaissayingsomething

4:47 PM - Tiny notes on my PDF files are possible? How did I not think of this earlier? I’m finding even more ways to take better notes in class. C’mon Marketing, let’s do this.

Posted on 09, September 2014 September 09 2014 2014年9月9日 by rikkaissayingsomething

12:11 PM - I’m in my Accounting class and the person sitting next to me leans over and asks, “how do you spell criteria?” I, then, type the word up in my notes. “How did you spell it?” I ask him. I lean over to look at his notes: critior. 

Posted on 09, September 2014 September 09 2014 2014年9月9日 by rikkaissayingsomething

12:06 PM - I’m sitting in a lecture right now and someone asked me what I got on my essay in front of everyone. No, people, no. You don’t ask other people what score they’ve received out loud. That’s so rude. That’s like asking them how much their hourly rate is or how much their parents earn or how much porn they watch (just saying). I don’t mind sharing how much I’ve got but not out loud. I ain’t gon’ yell it out to you in a huge as lecture theatre. Is it just me or does anyone else feel this way as well?

I got a B+.