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“Have fun. I don’t kid myself. Life is very fragile, and success doesn’t change that. If, anything success makes it more fragile. Anything can change, without warning, and that’s why I try not to take any of what’s happened too seriously”
-Donald Trump

“Keep Strong, if possible, if any case, keep cool”
–Sir Basil Liddel

Ever since I was a little kid, I have always been told that being alone is wrong. I have also be reminded that in order to BE cool, you MUST be surrounded with people 24/7, preferably people other THAN your family. No man is an island, and friends are a must.

I can’t say that I totally DISAGREE but I can’t say that I totally AGREE either. Here I go again with the either/ors of life that I can’t seem to decide on. But this is what I learned so far: being alone ain’t all that bad.

For one thing, being alone entails you to be away from all that drama that people seem to be so much fond of. I have noticed these past few days that in order to enjoy life, you must be a bitch. Whoever said this principle must have some screws loose. Enjoying life is all about minding one’s business and focusing on your own. The world is problematic enough as it is, focusing and antagonizing over other people’s businesses may be way too stressful all in the same. Insisting on hurting other people’s feelings may be difficult and all way too much to handle, but if that is what makes people happy then so be it. Point of the story is: being alone takes you away from all of these crap that we don’t NEED to deal with.

BUT, I feel that I have spoken about the point so many times that I don’t think I need another blog entry about that.

Being alone also allows one to reflect on who she really is and realize who and what they don’t want to have around. Sometimes, you get so used to doing something or being surrounded by the same people that you fail to realize that that’s not exactly what you want or its something that you have outgrown.

This is my blog and I have the right to actually write about what’s really going on in my life, BUT I don’t want to be dumping my problems on those people who are nice enough to visit this site. Everyone needs a little optimism.

Something that I think of often is this saying, “Time passes by when you’re having fun”. It’s something you notice when you were a kid and realized that just when you thought of a really clever game with your playmate that your parents tell you that you need to go ho Or home or when you’re watching a really good show and your dad calls you in because its already your bed time, those things make realize that just when you’re having fun, that’s when its time to leave or time to go to bed. When you’re watching a good show or playing a clever game, you never think, “Oh, this is taking so long”. You never dread it or you never anticipate its ending.

Just like life, when you’re going through good times, you can never get enough of it, but when you’re going through bad times, you wish like hell that you’d get through it soon. We often wonder where all the fairness in the world has gone and we fail to remember the law of equilibrium. Come on, you know that, give Economics some credit. When one goes up, one must come down to create balance. Just like life, in as much as I would LOVE to rant, cry and whine about how my life has been going so far, I’d rather not to.

Because in me is that hope, that after this storm, there would definitely be more rainbows to greet me. But before that time comes, I wouldn’t mind spending time indoors wherein Grey’s Anatomy makes me feel a whole lot better.

Oh and yeah, the whole dark cloud and silver lining thing, it’s actually true.

I’m 18, in the United States, my parents should have kicked me out of the house and I should be working my shifts at In & Out already.

But I’m not in the United States and not yet required to work in order to pay for my education, fortunately.

Truth is this:

I’m 18 and I’m still living with my parents.
I still don’t know how to drive and I still don’t have my license. (I can hear y’all saying “loser now)
I never had a boyfriend.
My parents can still drag me to places without hearing my complaints.
I don’t party all night and I don’t go home drunk (not that that’s something I actually would want to do-please)
Point is this: I never rebelled against my parents since I was eleven (you should have met me in my middle school days, I swear, it was rebellion at its peak).
My idea of fun is watching basketball games on the weekends, making sure my baby brother gets his homework done, reading good books and watching TV all day long.
I’ve never sneaked out and not planning to.

Yes, my parents may be lucky with this one. I don’t even answer back, I just get a little whiney when I don’t get what I want but other than that, I’m pretty much a freakin’ good girl.

Most of my friends ask me why I’m such a good daughter. And most of the times, I don’t know what to answer. Maybe saying that “I like doing what’s right” doesn’t just make the cut. There must be some hardcore explanation and I haven’t found one yet.

This is the purpose of this entry. I’m trying to search for an explanation on why I’m such a cookie cut daughter, but I haven’t found an answer just yet.

All I know is this: my parents have gone through a lot just so I could be where I am now. My parents have never done anything damaging to me. Always there in every school play, always checked my homework, always made sure that my tuition fee was paid and made sure that I was on the right track.
I guess, its safe to say that my parents sacrificed a lot just so they could keep an eye on us 24/7.

I could never repay all these sacrifices by being a full on rebel bitch. Not that I have anything against those who have the guts to be such, but that’s not just me. I like doing good and I don’t like being scolded. My parents have enough on their mind to worry about me and the little knick knacks of my life.

In a way, I am probably sacrificing a lot too. I don’t go out as much as I could and I probably don’t have any hard core stories to tell my children about my teenage years (not that I want kids. At the moment, no), but maybe this life is the good life for now. I can’t afford any foolish mistakes. I have to graduate soon and go get another degree before I turn 24.

All the partying I could attend once I finish with school. All the boys in the world I would give time to when I graduate. And all the places I would visit when I finally have my own money to spend and I would take my family with me.

My grandmother called from the States last week and she mentioned something to me that hit home, “There are many fishes in the sea. If I knew then what I know now, I would’ve made better decisions” Funny thing that was exactly what my mother said about a month ago.

A lot of fishes in the sea, why hurry? What you sow is what you reap. I’m planting all these hard work right now so I could enjoy the fruits later on.

My life might be hella boring right now. But whoever said that boring wasn’t fun anyway?

Most people characterize me as a “bitch” simply because I speak my mind and refuse to adhere to anyone else’s definition of me. Okay, now that sounds so much like something that would land on my friendster account, but I’m serious here.

I am not a bitch but I do speak my mind and I refuse to adhere to anyone else’s definition of me. Big difference right? If you treat me with respect, I respond with the same respect. If you treat me badly, I do not retaliate; instead I shy away and ignore the whole damn issue. I cannot please everyone, so I make do with the people that I CAN please. That’s not exactly rocket science.

Thing is, I like being nice to people and I LOVE making people happy. It’s just something in me that clicks when people are happy. It’s like a natural drug. Everything seems lighter when everyone is happy and no one is being a grinch. It’s so much easier that way. I mean, we all have our own stuff to deal with; being mean to other people or being grumpy all the time won’t exactly fix anything. Being with other people should be fun and not a chore. What’s the whole point of trying to deal with people when you’re not having fun?

It’s all about respect though. When you don’t like a person doesn’t mean you totally have to be mean to them. If they talk to you, that’s fine, if not, that’s fine too. Damn if you do, damn if you don’t.

This is the reason why I don’t get why people perceive me as fake or a bitch. I don’t think I’m fake, I just believe that everyone has something to say and everyone has the right to be treated with respect.

I don’t think I can go around sneering at people all the time. I would just rather not talk about it.

And what the heck is it about cliques? We’re in college already. I will hang out with whomever I want to hang out with. College is all about meeting new people and being constrained in one group is not the way to go about it.

I swear I just hope that people would get a life and grow up. It would do them good.

Heck, it would do EVERYONE good.

Remember Live and Let Live?

It works;)

It has been said before that the only constant thing in life is change. However, we choose to ignore this saying and continue to expect for the things in our life to remain the same. Parents wish that their kids would not move out, children hope against hope for their best friend to stay by their side at all times and lovers pray that things between them would remain as it was when they first started their relationship.

When we think of change, we think of MAJOR things that would shatter our existence. What we don’t realize is the fact that change comes in a subtle manner, concealed by the daily chatter and happenings of life. We fail to realize that change comes like a thief in the night and we wake up the next day and realize that everything we’ve invested our time on has been gone, washed away and never to return again.

In more ways the one, it’s scary and it’s terrifying to think that in a blink of an eye everything could change.

As we face the agony of loosing something or someone that we wished would be there for a very long time, we keep on thinking that CHANGE is a bad thing and something that takes away all the beautiful things in our life. What we fail to realize is the fact that change… leads to the good things that we have just lost.

Kind of confusing and ironic to think about, but it all boils down to this: change is all about moving forward, of propelling into the future and being forced to face the unknown.

Often times, its scary but at the uttermost part of it, its damn exciting, because it gives you that ray of hope, that maybe tomorrow, the tide of change would actually bring something better than what we have today.

When I heard that classes on Thursday were suspended due to the storm, I didn’t think much of it, since classes got suspended all the time. I dismissed it as something that would go away and not be much of a bother.

I guess I didn’t know how WRONG I was.

Milenyo caused deaths, fallen trees,billboards, countless accidents and a blackout that caused almost three days to restore (in our area, we were included in the number of cities that were the last to get power).

The worst that it did for me is the fact that we had two very hot sleepless nights and thanks to the power, I couldn’t get to the presntation that I had to do.

But I don’t think I can complain that much since a lot of people lost more than time. They actually lost homes and most importantly lives!

A tragedy like this would make you think of how much you can take things for granted and how much we tend to busy ourselves with the rampage of new technology that when its taken away we freak.

Another thing that we take for granted are the people around us. Just the thought of loosing a love one to a tragedy as such makes me shiver. It made realize that life is too short to be angry (referring to the issues in my life right now). It’s all about appreciating the little things.

Thank God for the protection.
For the restored electricity and most importantly: LIFE.
To those I have wronged:
I am deeply sorry:)

Enjoy the rest of the weekend and REJOICE!

* I love MY GOD.* Yes, I’m the girl with the purity ring.* I’m the QUEEN of mood swings*I’m the ultimate neat freak* I am Wentworth MIller’s fiancé. Haha.* Veronica Mars and Haley James are my alter egos* Basketball rules!! NOTHING is more exciting or thrilling.* My family’s my top priority* Chocolates, coffee, a good book and a huge hug can make up for a bad day.* The golden rule applies to my social life* Writing is my number one passion*I’m sungit if I haven’t eaten yet.* I ADORE: kids, anything bright, the 60s and sensible conversations* I DESPISE: cliques, conformity, labels and all the other drama* SERENDIPITY is my most favorite word* I believe in fairy tales* I’m obsessed with one tree hill* I love dancing and singing with the help of my ipod. (Who cares if im frustrated in both? haha)* No one’s better than anyone, we’re just different.*I’m 18, but I could pass as a 7 year old or a 27 year old- it depends on the situation* Barney really makes me happy.* I’m the talkative girl who says I love you to everyone.*The simple pleasures give me the greatest joy:)*I’m complicated so don’t even bother trying to figure me out.* I love my family, I love my friends, I accept the things that come my way: I simply embrace life.* I am blessed and happy and I wish the same for everyone else.

In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question, “What kind of man are you looking for?” She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking.”Do you really want to know?” Reluctantly, he said, “Yes.” She began to expound…As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can’t do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man…or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, “What can you bring to the table?”The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money.She quickly corrected his thought and stated, “I am not referring to money. I need something more.”I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life.”He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain.She said, “I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don’t need a simple-minded man.”I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don’t need to be unequally yoked… believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster.I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don’t need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I gothrough as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded.I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn’t taking care of his business. I have noproblem being submissive… he just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a helpmate for man. I can’t help a man if he can’t help himself.When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. He said, “You’re asking a lot.”She replied, “I’m worth a lot.”

“As surgeons, we ignore our friends and family to save another’s family and friends”

-Meredith Grey

After all the drama that has conspired in the past week, Grey’s Anatomy has been some sort of therapy. Ironically, art imitates life as I find my life resembles thier sullen lives. Being a surgeon requires one to NOT have a life and because of all the drama and betrayal that has been going on in the past week, I suddenly wished that I had the 80 hour week instead.

It may be pessimitic but sometimes when life offers us so much and you just can’t deal, its way too agonizing. Sometimes focusing on work is just the way to go about it.

However, I’ve realized that the only to get over a tough situation is to face it.

That sad part about that though is the fact that sometimes, you have to face it alone:-(

This whole talking too much thing better stop.
Its so embarassing:)