Healing

We all have something to forgive ourselves for,

aside from that which we need to ask forgiveness from others.

Dad's new cirlce

When I was a kid,
my dad would go out with his douche bag businessmen buddies,
and come home drunk.

Then his business went down.

Five years after,
he goes out with with drivers and yayas,
and came home wise.

There's something about the humbling of Naaman that reminds me of my dad. That sometimes, even great men forget to be humble, circumstances teach them things and they find wisdom in the most unlikely places.

Limang klase ng kaibigan na kelangan ng Freshies

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Lumabas na ang UPCAT results:

http://upcat.up.edu.ph/results/


Lumabas na din UST results:
http://myuste.ust.edu.ph:8888/admission/results.jsp


Lumabas na din La Salle results:
http://www.dlsu.edu.ph/admissions/undergraduate/entrance.asp


Kaya, may payo ang opismate ko sa mga freshies? Para maka-survive ka sa college, kelangan makahanap ka ng limang (5) klase ng mga kaibigan. Madalas, sa pagbuo ng isang barkada, ito ang mga dapat isaalang-alang. Pwedeng overlapping ang roles, pero dapat lahat ng lima na un ma-satisfy. Para sa kahit anong pagsubok, makaya mo sa loob ng kolehiyo.


Una.


Ang Kaibigang dikit. Sya ung lagi mong kasama sa lakwatsa, sa kalokohan. Sya ung una mong napapagsabihan ng sikreto.


Pangalwa.


Ang katabi mong nagpapakopya. Sya ung pag di mo nagawa ang assignments mo, sya ung maasahan mo na magpakopya sayo. Sya din ung sa tuwing exams, willing ipakita at igilid ang papel nya para makita mo. Sya din ung minsang napapasahan mo ng sulat sa crush mo sa kabilang row. Pero tandaan, hindi lahat ng nagpapakopya matalino (refer to pangatlo). Madalas, sila lang ung maloloko.


Pangatlo.


Ang matalino na pwede kang turuan. Konektado ito sa pangalawa. Pero hindi kasi lahat nagpapakopya, at hindi lahat ng nagpapakopya matalino. Pero mas madali kung may isang matalino na bago mo pa man kailanganing kumopya, ay willing ka muna turuan. Sya ung namumuno ng group reviews. Sya ung achiever. Sya ung laging may medalya.


Pang apat.


Mayamang nanlilibre. Ito ang di pwede mawala. Pano na sa lakwatsa, kailangan may lagging taya. Sya ung napapagutangan mo pag nagamit mo na lahat ng allowance mo pero kailangan mo pang magbayad ng photocopy. Madalas idadamay ka na din nya sa photocopy.

At Pang Lima.


Ang utusan. Kung may di pwede mawala, sya naman ang di pwede maiwan. Sya ung taga bitbit. Taga bili ng merienda. Taga sulat minsan tapos iphophotocopy ng lahat. taga bili ng materials sa projects.


Kung wala ka naman sa skwelahan, pwede mo pa din ito pag pulutan ng aral sa pag buo ng barkada mo.


O kung may barkada ka man ngayon… alin ka dito?

Sadness

“You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”

― Jonathan Safran Foer

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I'll be back from blogging once I'm ready. I'm just not in the condition to write anything yet. Just wanted to let everyone know that I'm still alive. Assuming you care. :P

Peace out!

re-Fill

It doesn't really matter whether

your glass is half full

or is half empty.

What you can do is empty its contents

For you to fill it with something new.

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The Guide

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Sometimes in life, we chance upon people who bring you back to the path you were originally supposed to take.


Exactly at the same time when you forget.

People who, unknowingly, bring you back to reality and give you small life lessons. Small encounters that give big life-changing realizations.

I met two such person recently.


Two who unknowingly led by example.

Two who gave truth to the saying that angels do reside on earth.


And people pass by for a reason.

I call them my short course teachers.


My unknowing guides.

Canis Canem Edit

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A topic on the radio got my attention some months back. Chico and Del on RX were talking about bullies and related 'em to dogs (Chico being a known pet lover and all).



They once heard of a woman who consulted a pet trainer about her new dog that's frequently being barked at and attacked by two other older dogs. She wanted to know how to solve her problem with those bullying dogs. The pet trainer told her that the problem lies NOT with the bullies but with the one being bullied.


The new dog needed to assert itself in the pack for it to "belong" or be accepted. The dog was clearly weak, and weakness had no place in the pack. Expect to be attacked if you show signs of weakness. The dog clearly lacked the instinct to survive. And the other dogs were just acting on instinct.


I've noticed that it's the same thing with the world we live in. It's a dog eats dog culture. Only the fit will survive.


In the human world, it’s been clearly identified and established that bullies are THE problems. We've tried solving them one way or another. But looking at it from a different perspective, shouldn’t we also be equipping the weak with the right defenses?


Schools are of a special case, I guess. We try to protect the young ones from being attacked and hope that somewhere along the way, they develop a backbone and start to at least give out a confident stance and cease becoming a magnet for trouble.


However, the corporate world presents a different environment altogether. If you find dissatisfaction at the bottom, you'll find yourself fighting for your place on top. In each of us, there's a hungry politician waiting for the right time to lunge for power. It doesn't have to mean that all would have to play dirty, but fact still remains that all needed to play.


I've looked into Facebook and wondered what happened to the "weak" during high school. The lives of most of them took a turn for the better and are already in better, if not the best, careers; with a new "do" and a new beau. However, there are still some who are still asking to be talked about and, well… ridiculed. I was itching the other day to send a message to one high school classmate and tell him “dude, not those kind of profile pictures, please! That's social suicide.” But of course we were not really close. I don't want to be a villain in all this, as that would be too superficial of me.


I ask myself, have I somehow been a bully to some of those who came and went in my life? Perhaps… I'm thinking that despite my uber friendly personality and unicorn-rainbow filled outlook in life, I'd say yes. Yes, I may have caused someone pain one way or another.


Let me get things straight - I detest bullying, but I wouldn't want to pamper and overprotect. Life sometimes teaches in the harshest way. People need to fall and scrape their knees sometimes to be able to learn how to get up and heal. Some lessons are not learned by taking a cue from other people’s experience.


My little brother got bullied during his first year in high school. Same with his older brother, he came from a public school, then transferred to a private nun-ran school. They probably stood out like a sore thumb, they lacked the confidence to stand ground and fight back.


Jay got picked on by the bigger guys, hit and even peed on. But good thing he had Jethro to back him up. Together they were stronger.


One time Jay got picked on two blocks from our house. A kid ran to the house and called on Jethro, who rushed with fists raring to connect with the bullies’ face. They got a heck of a scolding when they got back home, but I was sure, my dad was proud. I sure was. They were finally learning to fight back.


In time, the two of them learned to walk with a swag, got into music and became basketball varsity players. Soon girls swarmed at our our gate. Two or three girls would go to fetch my brothers for whatever practice they needed to do.


What have I learned with this experience? There’s strength in numbers. Having someone to back you up makes the difference. You may not fight the same battle, but you get to draw strength from another.


Dogs come in a pack for a reason.


As no man is an island.


We all need someone.


We all are needed by someone.


Thus, if you think you are needed, be there for that person.


For we all fight our battles. But battles don't have to be fought alone.


Lest you wanted to be eaten by dogs.

It's a dog eat dog kinda world after all.

LAPS (Lab at Pers Sayt)

Alam nyo yung feeling na nakita nyo ung isang tao tapos malulungkot kayo kasi di naman sya mapapasaiyo?


Yung tipong too near yet so far? Tipong loving at a distance lang? Ung alam mong match made in heaven kayo, pero rivers, mountains, valley and dragons ang kelangan nyong tawirin para makuha lamang sya?


Ganun naramdaman ko nung nakita ko si Choco.


Feeling ko sya na talaga ang para sa akin. Pero sino ba naman akong ponsyo Pilato na makakakuha sa kanya. Isang hamak na bipolar na may ADHD pa.


Walang pag asa.


Kung baga sa kanta, they’re Xbox’s and I’m just an Atari.

At kung ikaw ung tipo nung college na may Org tapos may pa-cake raffle tickets na kelangan mong ibenta, tapos bibilhin mo lahat at ibebenta ang ISA, hindi ka pa din mananalo at ung piso ung binili un pa nanalo. Malas mo lang talaga.


Kaya never ako umasa. Ayaw ko na madisappoint. Sa bagay, nakisali naman talaga ako sa karera bilang suporta, hindi bilang manalo. Pero un nga lang, na LAPS ako kay Choco.


Dagdagan mo pa nung nilait lait nung tatay ni Choco ung handog ko. Kesyo pangit daw, overedited, sabi ko naman, aba! aba! aba! pasensya, na ”Ohhh Shiny Moment” lang ako nung nakakaita ako ng online editor, nasobrahan ata. LOL


Kaya imaginin nyo nalang ang tuwa ko nung sa kaka-click ng refresh (AMP patagal patagal pa talaga ang kups), tapos dahan dahan sa pag scroll...


Kabog. Kabog. Kabog. Lubdub. Lubdub. Lubdub.


Tapos makikita ko ung pangit kong pic.


Napaisip ako, panaginip nga lang ba ung sinuhulan ko lahat ng Judge? Minsan ko kasi plinano imessage silang lahat at sabihing, ”magkano ka?” Eh ang kaso, wala akong kilala sa kanila. Iisa lang. Di mo pa magogoyo ung isa. Kaya sabi ko sa mga goons ko, wag na lang. Baka makasuhan pa tayo ng graft and corruption at cheating sa elections. Di pa tayo makaalis ng bansa gaya ni GMA. Pwede ko din namn pala silang ipa papatay lahat, tapos magpapaka Ramona Revilla lang ako. Ganun. Pero lalo naman akong di makakakuha ng mana nun.


Kaya ayun.


Napatumbling, isang cartwheel, isang chinese garter jump, isang tumbang preso throw, isang planking at isang owling ang aking nagawa nung nalaman kong akin na sya.


OA na alam ko kaya ititigil ko na.


Kaya sa mga hurado, salamat salamat. Pasensya na kung wala sa kalingkingan ng pagka propesyunal potograper ung entry ko lol.


At sa nagpakontes, IKAW NA! 81 contestants? Ikaw na sikat. Lol.


Un lang po.


Lesson learned? Sa mga na LAPS sa buhay. Wag magpapaepekto sa pangit nyong itsura. Itigil ang pag tingin sa salamin at tingnan ang kaibuturan ng inyong puso. Makakakita naman kayo ng mga panget na may kaholding hands na maganda't sexing bebot sa daan at masasabing there’s TRUE LOVE.


Kaya wag mawalan ng pag asa. Time is Gold kung baga.


Aytenchu bow.




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P.S.


Dahil tinuturing kitang sibling in crime (di namn kasi tayo nalalyo sa height), papahiram ko sayo Roro (Ro anne) si Choco pag uwi mo. Photocs ulit tayo ng mga cute nating mukha. Nasakin nga pala coin purse mo. Ipangbibili ko ng film, sana makaabot hahaha! Lol. Jowk lang isosoli ko sayo. :P