2. As pretentious as it sounds, a cup of tea in the afternoon is always good for you. Hell you don’t have to drink it reading some Bukowski shit or The Great Gatsby. 3. Take good polaroid pictures. Or just take good pictures of objects, strangers, your friends, or yourself.
4. Make art. Create something and give a portion of yourself to it. Show it. Or keep it in a box under you bed. It’s always nice to have something tangible that speaks about you.
5. Try going to places by yourself.Especially coffee shops. There’s just something strangely exciting with being by yourself and acting like you got it all together when deep inside your anxious as fuck on what to order at the counter.
6. Some days you’re going to ace the test but other days you wont. Whatever it is, it doesn’t measure who you are as a person. It’s just a math exam. It won’t matter in 10 years.
7. Don’t feel like going out on a weekend? Then don’t. Go waste your time on something you feel like doing and not what your friends call fun.
8. But also, do not take advantage of the company of good friends. Surround yourself with the people who love you and allow you to be yourself. And people who remind you you’re not as bad as you think you are.
9. It’s okay not to be okay. Those are your feelings and they are valid. You are allowed to be sad and be human but always remember that life is forgiving for the most part.
10. Sleep is the best temporary cure for anything.
11. Go on with whatever you have in your life right now. You are doing so well.
11. Learn. Learn to go on.
1. There are plenty of ways to enter a pool. The stairs is not one of them.
2. Never cancel dinner plans by text message.
3. Don’t knock it ‘til you try it.
4. If a street performer makes you stop walking, you owe him a buck.
5. Always use ‘we’ when referring to your home team or your government.
6. When entrusted with a secret, keep it.
7. Don’t underestimate free throws in a game of ‘horse’.
8. Just because you can doesn’t mean you should.
9. Don’t dumb it down.
10. You only get one chance to notice a new haircut.
11. If you’re staying more than one night, unpack.
12. Never park in front of a bar.
13. Expect the seat in front of you to recline. Prepare accordingly.
14. Keep a picture of your first fish, first car, and first boy/girlfriend.
15. Hold your heroes to a high standard.
16. A suntan is earned, not bought.
17. Never lie to your doctor.
18. All guns are loaded.
19. Don’t mention sunburns. Believe me, they know.
20. The best way to show thanks is to wear it. Even if it’s only once.
21. Take a vacation of your cell phone, internet, and TV once a year.
22. Don’t fill up on bread, no matter how good.
23. A handshake beats an autograph.
24. Don’t linger in the doorway. In or out.
25. If you choose to go in drag, don’t sell yourself short.
26. If you want to know what makes you unique, sit for a caricature.
27. Never get your hair cut the day of a special event.
28. Be mindful of what comes between you and the Earth. Always buy good shoes, tires, and sheets.
29. Never eat lunch at your desk if you can avoid it.
30. When you’re with new friends, don’t just talk about old friends.
31. Eat lunch with the new kids.
32. When traveling, keep your wits about you.
33. It’s never too late for an apology.
34. Don’t pose with booze.
35. If you have the right of way, take it.
36. You don’t get to choose your own nickname.
37. When you marry someone, remember you marry their entire family.
38. Never push someone off a dock.
39. Under no circumstances should you ask a woman if she’s pregnant.
40. It’s not enough to be proud of your ancestry; live up to it.
41. Don’t make a scene.
42. When giving a thank you speech, short and sweet is best.
43. Know when to ignore the camera.
44. Never gloat.
45. Invest in good luggage.
46. Make time for your mom on your birthday. It’s her special day, too.
47. When opening presents, no one likes a good guesser.
48. Sympathy is a crutch, never fake a limp.
49. Give credit. Take blame.
50. Suck it up every now and again.
51. Never be the last one in the pool.
52. Don’t stare.
53. Address everyone that carries a firearm professionally.
54. Stand up to bullies. You’ll only have to do it once.
55. If you’ve made your point, stop talking.
56. Admit it when you’re wrong.
57. If you offer to help don’t quit until the job is done.
58. Look people in the eye when you thank them.
59. Thank the bus driver.
60. Never answer the phone at the dinner table.
61. Forgive yourself for your mistakes.
62. Know at least one good joke.
63. Don’t boo. Even the ref is somebody’s son.
64. Know how to cook one good meal.
65. Learn to drive a stick shift.
66. Be cool to younger kids. Reputations are built over a lifetime.
67. It’s okay to go to the movies by yourself.
68. Dance with your mother/father.
69. Don’t lose your cool. Especially at work.
70. Always thank the host.
71. If you don’t understand, ask before it’s too late.
72. Know the size of your boy/girlfriend’s clothes.
73. There is nothing wrong with a plain t-shirt.
74. Be a good listener. Don’t just wait for your turn to talk.
75. Keep your word.
76. In college, always sit in the front. You’ll stand out immediately.
77. Carry your mother’s bags. She carried you for nine months.
78. Be patient with airport security. They’re just doing their jobs.
79. Don’t be the talker in a movie.
80. The opposite sex likes people who shower.
81. You are what you do, not what you say.
82. Learn to change a tire.
83. Be kind. Everyone has a hard fight ahead of them.
84. An hour with grandparents is time well spent. Ask for advice when you need it.
85. Don’t litter.
86. If you have a sister, get to know her boyfriend. Your opinion is important.
87. You won’t always be the strongest or the fastest. But you can be the toughest.
88. Never call someone before 9am or after 9pm.
89. Buy the orange properties in Monopoly.
90. Make the little things count.
91. Always wear a bra at work.
92. There is a fine line between looking sultry and slutty. Find it.
93. You’re never too old to need your mom.
94. Ladies, if you make the decision to wear heels on the first date, commit to keeping them on and keeping your trap shut about how much your feet kill.
95. Know the words to your national anthem.
96. Your dance moves might not be the best, but I promise making a fool of yourself is more fun then sitting on the bench alone.
97. Smile at strangers.
98. Make goals.
99. Being old is not dictated by your bedtime.
100. If you have to fight, punch first and punch hard.
-A high school teacher’s list of 100 wisest words
The season of summer is upon us and while everybody, myself included, resorts to wasting their idle time rolling around in bed, getting fast food for takeout and compulsively scrolls through their facebook feeds back and forth, a grim realization dawned on me- I have little less than a month left before I go back to school again. Now, this could be the part where my anxiety acts up, I panic and just implode but no, I don’t do that. I am not that sort of person. However, my two other siblings are yet I can tell that they are handling everything pretty well.
Two months ago, my little sister, the third of us four siblings, graduated from high school and is now off to a much bigger hurdle- college. Speaking from experience, college is no walk in the park. Some people may seem unfazed, walking with their almost empty backpacks, perfectly combed hair and sunny smile but let me tell you, every once in a while, a college student breaks down. It usually happens whenever exams pile up, projects are lined up, and allowance is scarce. It usually also happens at midnight and extends until dawn, which is why you barely see them looking like unhygienic cavemen. In the end, they manage to look decent, force a smile, and attend their classes as if it’s the most exciting thing in the world. I should know, been there done that.
My other sister, the one after me, is currently in the throes of the big world of finance. She walks amongst clacking high heels, sleek briefcases, suits and slacks. She’s struggling but surviving. I am so proud of her.
As for me? I am currently looking for a good thesis topic, a company where I shall do my practicum for next semester (get this: I on;y found out two days ago!!! hahaha), rewriting a paper proposal and trying to come up with extra income through a business. Also, I am again about to handle the construction of the other condo unit that we recently purchased. It’s not the most worked out of plans but I am getting there. I will get there. My practicum is giving me min heart attacks from time to time though, not because I feel unprepared because I know I can do it, I just don’t have an institution to work at yet. I’m trying to not let it get to me but it seems that this insane heat has everybody on edge. Gdi
Anyway, here’s my stupid face!!!! Hahaha x
1. Stop faking your fucking orgasms. Society already tells young men that they run the fucking universe - if they can’t turn your cunt into a shooting star then for god’s sake, let them know about it.
2. Once you’ve stopped faking your fucking orgasms, use this newfound honesty throughout the rest of your life - stop ordering coffee you don’t actually like; stop sitting at a desk and allowing people to treat you like shit in the hopes that a meek attitude will earn you a promotion (it won’t); stop telling people they can finish your food when you’re not actually done yet. These may seem petty, but they add up, just like every orgasm you didn’t actually get to have.
3. If you wanna dance all night, dance all fucking night. Dance all night even if you have work in the morning. The worst that will happen is you’ll drink RedBull all day and look like a zombie - pass it off as a head cold to the real zombies you work with and flick through the embarrassing photos you’re being tagged in as you pretend to take a shit for some peace and quiet. I promise, you’ll remember dancing all night in ten years, not the suspicious way your boss looked at you that morning.
4. If your ass looks big in that, that’s a good thing.
5. You will never be as young as you are this second. Embrace it.
6. Embrace the fact that you’re going to get older. Ask your boyfriend if he will still love you when you’re seventy and your tits are down to your knees. Look forward to this time - seventy year old women are allowed to do pretty much whatever they want, and no-one can stop them. You can carry candy in your bag and not share it with a single soul. You can stay home all day and cross-stitch expletives onto handkerchiefs for your grandchildren and slip them under the table out of sight of the people you raised. You can drink whisky at 10am. Every phase of your life is going to be amazing for different reasons. Embrace that.
7. A lot of people will pretend to love Bukowski. Don’t pretend to love Bukowski if you don’t love Bukowski. It’s overplayed and no-one will mind if you actually like Virginia Andrews instead - the people who do mind are boring.
It’s actually been a while since I wrote something on here. Funny how priorities in life can drain you out and stop you from the things you really love to do. But then you would say, well if you really loved it you would make time for it. The naive and selfish me would say the same thing too before, but life isn’t that simple. People need to give up certain things for some time to make way for other possibilities in life because that’s the only way we could grow. Actually, no. I’m just trying to give a really goo excuse as to why I haven’t blogged in a while. HAHAHA SORRY
Anyway, what have I been up to? School, projects, trainings, etc. Also, funny thing is that since I study ‘Counseling Psychology’, it won’t be much of a surprise if I find myself being approached by my friends regarding their problems on life and the most proverbial issue known to man- love. So I’d like to just blog about my thoughts on the topic. God knows i’m no expert on the topic and I have made my mistakes regarding it as well, but I have learned so much from them. Anyway, here we go.
Question: wouldn’t it be totally romantic if we found the love of our lives and said that it was fate that led us to love them and end up with them for the rest of our days? It’s like the Gods aligned the universe according to the both of you because you truly are meant for each other? Yes, it would. But that’s not entirely the case. Love takes a lot of effort, understanding and sacrifices for it to be able to work. Sure, you could say that you met that person because somehow your lives have been intertwined and now you ended up knowing each other, but that’s as far as fate goes. What happens after that is entirely up to the both of you. You can’t chalk it all up to fate because you make your own choices. There can be unwanted circumstances that envelop our lives. You could meet the right person at the wrong time or the wrong person at perhaps the right time.
Thing is, how do you exactly know that’s the right time? Or how do you know that it’s the wrong person? Guess what, you can’t. You take it upon yourself to treat that person as the right one and take that moment as the right time as well. You can’t say that just because you parted ways it clearly means that person is the wrong person. He was wrong because you made it to be wrong. If you truly believed he was the one, you would’ve done everything you can to make him the right one. If you knew he’d be the wrong one from the start, then why did he stay as long as he did in your life? You didn’t know he was wrong for you? Of course, you did. You just chose not to see it.
This is where I’d like to give an advice. I know I’m not an expert on stuff like this but I’m just giving my two cents worth. I hope it helps. You know what, stop having set “qualifications” for a boyfriend/girlfriend. Being a lover is not a fucking job, and you’re not hiring a fucking employee. And yes, they will make mistakes at times. Yes, they will be different from what you expected. They’re human, and they have no clue what they’re doing. But they love you, and they love every minute of you. So please, just give them a chance. We all have choices. Making the right ones are of utmost importance. Tricky, huh? As it should be. If it isn’t, fate isn’t even going to matter.
Last night, I contemplated on whether or not I should make a blog post about the hilarity that is Elections 2013 in the Philippines. I thought about just keeping things to myself or probably just rant about it in less than 160 characters on twitter, but I guess I have too many sentiments about it. I have to write about it, if only for my (and you currently reading this) benefit.
Months ago, I have been deliberately avoiding and ignoring the impending elections that will be happening because I had no intention whatsoever to participate in yet what would be another circus. Believe me, that is one rollercoaster ride that I do not want to be on. Yes, I am jaded. I am cynical. I am, for lack of better term, pissed off. A few years back, I participated relentlessly and campaigned for a candidate that I believe genuinely cares and looks out for this country. He is an honest, smart and hardworking man who yearns nothing but the betterment of this country. That man, is Gilbert Teodoro, Jr. or most commonly known as Gibo. When he lost in the last elections, my faith in the government and my trust in the filipino people to make the right choices completely vanished. I expected nothing from there on out.
So where are we now? What have we achieved? What has the throne accomplished other that bash/blame his predecessors while doing nothing during his own term? What a big baby. To make things worse, he is still holding on to his pathetic slogan. Give it up already. I witnessed and felt no good change whatsoever in this country, and my election (and many others’ too, I’m guessing) experience could attest to that. Lining up for hours on end, disorganized voters, PCOS machines that won’t work, power shortages, explosions, vote buying, etc.
Yet I tried to care again, to have the optimism that I once had for this country. I did my research, listened to what they all had to say, went out and exercised my right to vote. I found myself once again developing expectations. I just didn’t learn and my subconscious is now whacking me in the head. As the partial and unofficial results are coming out, I am seriously baffled and struggling to believe what would seem to be slap in the face from the universe. Only one out of five senatoriables that I voted for, those who have a great track record, have done so much good for the country, and have visions and plans that actually promote the betterment of this country, made it to the Magic 12. There are a lot of people who also share my sentiments as they voted for the same candidates. The results are absolutely ridiculous. ABSURD
One person tweeted, “93% of the voting population of the Philippines is made up of D1, D2 & E sectors. Only 7% come from A, B & C classes. THINK ABOUT THIS.”
I really do think it has something to do with this. Also, name recall? Dynasty? It could also possibly be that SOME PEOPLE VOTE PEOPLE WITHOUT SO MUCH AS THINKING ABOUT THE REPERCUSSIONS OF IT ON THIS COUNTRY!!
I am so exasperated. I am so annoyed. Ugh sorry. The only consolation I got was a number of laughs from the #IpasoksiDick and #Erections2013 hashtag going around twitter. HAHAHA oh, pinoys. We really are great at turning something out of nothing. This love-hate relationship I have with my country is not at all healthy. God Bless the Philippines.