When Facing a Predicament

One cool Friday afternoon when I came back home from school, I found our door locked and completely closed. I knocked on the door and I was expecting someone to open it for me, but to my surprise, no one was responding. So I knocked again. And again. And again. And again. But still, no one was responding. I then looked over our window to check if there's anybody at home but I saw no one. When I finally realized that our house was completely empty, I then looked for the extra key that's usually hanging near our door but I found nothing. I looked around the ground hoping to see the missing key but there was none. I looked for my dad around the compound but I can't find him. I looked for my cousins or anybody to help me but I saw no one. Suddenly, I found myself alone with nobody to cling to--helpless. I tried everything to open the forsaken door. I used wire (trying to mimic the thieves that I see in movies), I used cement mortar, I slammed the door with my full strength, I even ruined the mosquito wire that covers our window so I could slip my arm to reach the door knob, too bad, my arm wasn't long enough to do so. I tried all those crazy things but nothing seemed to work. Unsurprisingly, the familiar mixture of frustration and desperation crawled over my being. And when I was in the point of giving up, I had a sudden realization that maybe I should slip my arm on the lower part of the window which is nearer the door knob, and guess what? I successfully reached the door knob and opened the door! I gaily went inside the house, jumping and silently screaming like a profound retard. I was never been happy to be at home like that before. It felt like our house was the happiest place on earth (beating Disneyland).


Maybe it was the effect when you're striving so hard for something or the effect of delayed gratification or both. But one thing's for sure, my spirit became full of mirth not because I had a tough time, but because I had a tough time and I OVERCAME IT. Thank God I faced a predicament, because now I can be relieved, and grateful. 

Also, I was proud to know what kind of attitude I have when going through an obstacle. I learned that that incident or any difficult situation unveils the hidden mindset of a person. You'll know if you're a kind of person who will just wait for things to fall into place without even lifting a finger. You'll know if you're the type who will look for solutions but when nothing seems to work, you'll just eventually give up. And you'll know if you're the one who will look for solutions and will strive hard until things work just the way you envision it to be.

Which one are you?

The Dirty Work

Wealth. Fame. Satisfaction. These are the three wonderful things that I am dying to possess. I desire to have the things that I don't used to have. I want to buy this, I want to buy that. Call me materialistic, it's A okay, because I genuinely believe that there's nothing wrong from being one as long as all the stuff that I am aiming to have are something that I will work for myself with the absence of dependence to other people.

Throughout the years, I've been living an uncomfortable life. I grew up in a world where I couldn't get everything I want. I have a covenant with myself that I will not stay in this awful situation for the rest of my life. I can still remember that moment when I was still thirteen years old. Our youth pastor asked me what will I be ten years from now and I innocently answered "I will be rich." They were sort of fascinated with my response and they were saying that twenty-three years of age is a bit early for me to be successful and financially stable. But as I look back, I can candidly say that I don't agree with what they were saying. At twenty-three, I will have been working for two good years by that time, and with that, I should be able to establish myself as a young professional—not young professional by the age but young professional by the deed. There are a lot of young people nowadays that call themselves "young professional" yet don't even live by the meaning that it suggests. Those individuals are none other than morons who are just fooling themselves.

I promised myself that the time will come that I don't have to lift a finger for some filthy house chore. The time will come that I don't need to ask for financial assistance to anybody. The time will come that I'll be able to buy things for myself. But in order for me to turn those aspirations into reality, I should start to make my way to success. Little by little. If someone aims to reach the stars, s/he should do the necessary steps in achieving his/her dreams. S/he should get out of his/her comfort zone and do the dirty work. The ones that are satisfied with the daily routines of life are nothing but losers. I can stomach to live an inconvenient lifestyle but not a wasteful one.

As my end note, I want you reader to bear in mind that if others can make things happen in their lives. I too; you too; we too can make things happen in our lives.

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Find what you really love to do and then go after it — relentlessly. And don’t fret about the money. Because what you love to do is quite likely what you’re good at. And what you’re good at will likely bring you financial reward eventually.

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—	Steve Hannah, Chief Executive of The Onion.

Procrastination: The Worst Kind of Addiction

Procrastination. A word that most of us (if not all of us) often (if not always) put into action. And I myself is included in that population. I will never forget the feeling of hatred that I have towards myself whenever I commit to time-wasting activities and find myself cramming to death at the end of the day because my undone paper must be passed tomorrow morning. Procrastination is indeed a nice way of self-torture isn't it? But why are we still keep on doing it? That is the question that I used to ask myself whenever I find myself doing the same old thing for the nth time. And thinking about it, it's maybe because procrastination is an illegal drug in its purest form. You know that indulging yourself into it will not do you any good but you still diving your way to the abyss of it, simply because it feels good doing so, even though you know that you're going to be drowned in the end. Procrastination is the worst kind of addiction. An addiction that kills you softly... Bit, by bit.

Whether or Not Attached

February. Love month. The spirit of affection and togetherness is all around the corner. The scent of flowers, the luscious taste of chocolates, and the sweet exchanges of “I love Yous”. Those are the beautiful things that I encounter in romantic novels, movies, and in my wildest dreams, but never in real life. Or should I say, in “my” life. Merely because I had never been out on a date in my life, because I had never been in a relationship in my life. In my 18 years of walking the earth, I concede that I never had a boyfriend--since birth. Yeah, you read that right. I'm a no-boyfriend-since-birth girl or as some calls it, “NBSB”. I'm aware to the fact that I'm not a bona fide head-turner and I don't possess a stunning beauty. But I must say that I have a presentable appearance and I'm happy with what I see in the mirror.

Just like a typical girl, I have/had a couple of crushes and honest to goodness there were (if not are) a couple of boys that had been besotted to me. I don't know what's wrong with me but this is always the scenario: 1) The guy that I like doesn't likes me back or 2) The guy who's into me is someone that I don't give a damn at all. To sum it up, I'd never experienced to be loved by someone I love. Oh, poor me :c. Some of my friends say that I should be a little bit more aggressive by giving hint to the guy that I like that I actually have feelings for him. The sad thing is, I can't do that. I admit, there are times that I do flirt around but I'm not an all out flirt like the other pathetic girls a.k.a. harlots out there. I'm the type of girl who just freezes in an instant when seeing the boy of her dreams, worse, I even try to avoid the guy as much as I can. I'm a certified coward, am I not? And for those boys whose into me, they say that I should be kinder to them by at least letting them formally court me. Another sad thing is, I don't believe in courting at all. If it so happen that I like you and you like me, then good, we will end up together. But if it's the other way around, then I'm sorry, because you will never get any single thing from me.

If you're going to ask me how I feel about my situation, I would say that I'm fine, but I'll be a liar if I'll say that I'm "absolutely glad" about it. Of course as a human being I genuinely love the feeling of attraction works its way through me, and meeting the subject of my fantasies that kept me happily occupied is indeed a very magnificent moment that I should anticipate about. But here's the thing. I am okay without it. Simply because, being in a relationship is NOT MY FIRST PRIORITY especially this day and age. There's totally a whole bunch of things that I should worry more about than finding that significant other that I could kiss and cuddle. I know that I and girls in general shouldn't blindly step into a relationship just for the sake of being into one. Girls, we should be careful in every action that we will take because surely, we don't want to end up with an imbecile. As Angelique Agustin puts it, “Life is too short to spend it with a wrong person”. I know that I shouldn't be in a hurry because I'm still young and I should just cherish the moment. There's a certainty within me that at the right time, at the right place, my prince will come. He may not be a knight in shining armor but he will come. Just learn to wait and everything will fall into place. Remember, “Patience is a virtue”, and that virtue will take all the love sick out there (like me) into places. :>

All Flash, No Substance

When I first saw Marian Rivera on our TV screen, I was stunned with her undeniable beauty. An insanely milky skin, patrician nose, huge doll-shaped eyes, and smashing body. With those uniformly eye-pleasing features, she truly has the power to snatch the heart of every living creature in this living planet. Looking at her is having a glimpse of heaven. Marian is without a doubt--heavenly. But did you know that a hot chick like Marian who is "close" to perfection also has a flaw (if not flaws) just like everyone of us?

Marian Rivera

I categorize Marian as a ghetto princess: an empty head matched with a nasty personality. I know that we are all familiar with that "psychology ako" bloody thingy. And with that, I know that you know that she pretty well sucks in terms of grammar. But the story doesn't end there. Aside from that poor grammar itself, she also has this filthy way of speaking and unethical way of carrying herself. I still remember that one radio commercial that she had with Dingdong for a liquor brand not so long ago. When I first heard that one radio commercial, I thought that it was an intentional tipsy tone of a voice talent. But I was madly shocked to know that it was actually the superstar Marian Rivera herself! I never thought that such a beautiful lady would sound like a fish vendor.

Indeed. Marian Rivera is drop-dead-gorgeous, yet--SIMPLY ANNOYING. As the old adage goes, "Nobody's perfect".

Here are the other ghetto princesses:

Angelica Jones

Janna Dominguez

Princess Snell

Janina San Miguel

Ruffa Mae Quinto

Alyssa Alano