Holy Week Boredom

While most people have been looking forward to the super long work-free vacation that is Holy Week, I have been dreading it. Traditionally, we go to our rest house during the Holy Week. But well, due to certain circumstances I'd rather not blog about anymore, I had a super boring Holy Week last year. And this year, well,... seems like it's going to be an even more boring time. My cousin Gwing is in USA leaving me and Kuya Andrew with just each other. OH NOES! Last year, Gwing and her siblings, with me and Kuya spent time together during Holy Week, whining about how boring it was, and trying to find establishments that were open. Now, it's just me and Kuya. Good thing I'm squatting at his house again so I get to work. BOOORING! I have already made three videos in the span of 24 hours, blogged, obsessed over my Google Analytics, downloaded some Internet Marketing resources, and a lot more which I already forget. And it's only Holy Thursday. Three more days!!! I plan on blogging some more, making more videos, bugging people to blog about Davao FAT, writing some speeches and articles, working on my Google…

Sad and Hurt

There are times when are so narrow-minded and closed to new, unknown things that we begin to hurt people. We see ourselves and our actions differently from how others perceive us. For us, what we are saying and doing are what is right and proper. Yes, it might be what is true and right, but it doesn't mean it is not hurtful or that it can be wrong. Sometimes, we can have the best intention but fail to deliver our message properly because we simply do not know how to say things properly, how to get the message across. Instead of showing concern, we become harsh and hurtful. Instead of making a person feel important and loved, we make them feel like they are stupid and wrong. There is always a way to say and do things such that it does not hurt or make a person scared. Just because you think you are right and have the reasons and logic to think so, doesn't mean that you are. And being smug about it, simply does not improve the situation. Even when people are wrong or have judged wrongly, they feel pain and hurt.

Surprises

When one does not expect, she does not get disappointed if things don't happen. On the other hand, when one does not expect, she is pleasantly surprised and becomes happy when things do happen.

Being Zen

Ok so, I am not really Zen and not likely to be in that state of peace and calm. Nonetheless... I had dinner with my relatives because today was Tito Jing's birthday. As it was a family affair, the people I loathed most were there. GRAWRRR! And one of them was especially annoying today. Seeing childish person acting like she has done nothing wrong towards me was damn irritating. Every time I see her and her minions laughing and smiling, I feel not just pain but great anger. Yes, anger. I was going to write a very long angry angsty post again. But why waste more words, energy, and bandwidth on useless crap shit load of people? Well, I know I just did a bit of that and it feels better to unload a bit. HAHA! Anyway, I don't feel much better now. I'm struggling to feel better. Maybe, as Kuya advised, I should really learn how to be apathetic and numb. Hmmm... I am definitely not the Zen type of person. And right now, I am so not in the mood to be the bigger, better person. But hey, I'm doing effin fine without them and their stupid rules…

Happy and Sad

I was at the LandCo Building yesterday for a job interview. I used to work in that building and I was expecting to see some old colleagues and students while I was there. And I was excited about it. When I arrived, I immediately saw a familiar face, that of an old classmate. Weird... After my interview, while waiting for Kuya Andrew to pick me up. I saw a couple of old colleagues. One of them, I was close to. And she's pregnant. I actually knew already that she was pregnant but it was my first time to see her tummy. She was glowing and pretty. I could only wish I would be that pretty IF I get pregnant (millions of years from now). After my colleagues left, my old student Pam arrived. I miss her, huhu... She was happy to see me, and thought I was back to teaching. But I wasn't. Saaad... She had grown so tall and looks more like her sister, Mary now. It has been months since I last saw both of them. I miss them already and their "Wes" and "Kunyangs." I vowed that I would take them out soon.I didn't know I missed…

Being a Bitch

I once described myself as being bitchy and somebody chastised me for it. Today, Noemi Dado blogged about her "Bitch Powers". And yeah, I agree with her. If being a bitch means being "a strong woman who has her own identity and is secure with who she is," then by all means... let me be a bitch, call me a bitch because I am a bitch. So YEY to all Bitches!