Survivor

Outbitch , Outplay and Outlast

I wasn’t able to update my blog yesterday because I haven’t got the time to do so. I came home late from YFC yesterday. I was kinda stressed out yesterday from all the work that I accomplished. Anyway, I feel so much better now that I have Smallville DVDs. I bought it yesterday before going to the YFC meeting. I’m kinda pissed off today because somebody meddled with my stuff. The pictures from my organizer was scattered like hell. Some are even torn up. These pictures are very important to me because it’s some priceless moments caught on film. These are pictures of me and my friends. Another thing is somebody took money from my wallet. I don’t know who did these things. I’m really not in the mood right now.  It’s so annoying. Who could ever do something like this to me? The worst thing about it is it happened in my room. I trust all our maids and all the people here but it seems to me that I still shouldn’t trust everybody. That’s my latest discovery. Everyone has a game plan. Life is a game everybody is trying to play hard. Sometimes, they appear to be an angel but at the back of their minds they’re planning against you. Everyday I feel like I’m playing “Survivor”. Everyone has a strategy. Everyone is here to outwit, outplay and outlast each other. What’s wrong with the world? It has become an unsafe place to live in. Just check out the news. It all talks about corruption, violence , sex and the like. I mean, people have forgotten why they are living. We are living for God and that’s all our purpose but as to what I can see, we are trying to be better than everyone else. Is there a competition here? We all deserve a break from this chaotic world. I just don’t know how to get away. I just can’t think of anything else to say. I’m really not in the mood because of what happened. I’m speechless!

Know your True Friends

Not all things that you pick from the ground are diamonds, some are just worthless pebbles. Be careful!  

Earlier today, I’ve found out that a so called friend was back stabbing me. I was not shocked to know that he was doing it to most of us in the classroom. I was just astonished to discern that he would do such a thing to me since I don’t do him any harm. I thought that we have a great bond. Anyway, I’m used to getting back stabbed when I was in 2^nd year. So, this one was no big deal. I’ve grown numb and I kinda figured out that the world wouldn’t exist without envious people. I think envy is the only reason for him to assault most of us in the class. He might not know it but we were not born yesterday. All his back stabbing backfired because majority of his victims found out what he was doing. My gutt feeling was right after all. I shouldn’t trust this person anymore.

            I’m really nervous about what is going to take place tomorrow. I really have this weird feeling. I can’t elaborate about this though.

            In Filipino class, we discussed a poem entitled “Isang Dipang Langit”. It was hard to understand but it was very artistic. While we were talking about it, we came across the elite society. I was surprised to know that the Lopezes doesn’t only own MERALCO, ABS-CBN , SKY CABLE etc. they own the North Luzon express way! What in the world do they not own?  Another shocking revelation is that Starbucks is owned by a Filipino. It’s owned by Mrs. Tantoco ,the owner of Rustans, which happens to be my mom’s friend. I didn’t know that her friend owns my favorite coffee shop! They own all the starbucks in the world since they do not do franchising. The Tantoco’s bought it from an American coffee expert who made all the secret ingredients. That explains why Starbucks has Kape Vinta ( a coffee whose main ingredients come from Mindanao). All of these things make you want to achieve more. Come to think of it money isn’t everything. Remember what happened to Richard Cory? Life won’t be so challenging if you have all the money in the world. I want something exciting and having everything is plainly boring.

The Blabber Mouth is in Trouble

Sometimes things don’t always go our way. We just have to leave our old ways to become better.

This was not how I expected my day to unfold. I was swimming against the current. First thing in the morning, a warning greeted me before I went in the classroom. A true friend told me that I should talk carefully. I admit I sound rude sometimes but that’s me. I mean, I’m brutally frank. I could be tactful but I’m blunt most of the time.  I’m not aware that I hurt people with my comments. I have to be careful nowadays. My serpent tongue should be kept where it is and I should start to use it to praise people. I’m so thankful that I got a warning from a true friend. At least I’ll try to do something about. The best thing is he told it in front of my face. It could have been worst if people would stab me in the back. It’s just so redundant. This story is so familiar because it happened to me when I was in second year. I’m fed up with plastic people! Why couldn’t we accept people the way they are? On the other hand, I can see that I have my own mistakes. I shouldn’t have been careful of what goes out of my mouth. ME and my BIG MOUTH! I just can’t accept the fact that we have to be somebody else to please someone. That’s just how the world works. We have to confine ourselves in a box to make as many people as possible to be happy. Reality bites, we can’t please everybody but at least we could please the majority.

            I got my IQ and career interest test results a while ago. I was astonished to know that I got a 100% consistency in my career interest test. According to ms. Locsin it was very rare to get a 100% consistency. Well, I was pleased to know that. It doesn’t have to do with IQ and it’s really nothing to be proud of. It only means that I know where to go after college and I have an idea what to take up. As for my IQ test the results were fine. In math my knowledge is average and the rest is above average except for language where I got a score of 9 which would mean superior.

Anyway, I went to the meeting regarding the prom a while ago. It seems to me that we barely have a month to prepare. During the meeting my mind was completely drifting away. I was so excited about the prom! My mind wondered and I thought about a lot of things about the said event. I kept thinking about what to wear, how to budget my time for the promenade and how I would make this event a special and happy one for me and Steff. It all comes down to one word, excitement!

Here’s a nice SMS-message which I got from Kam. It goes like “Life is to short for drama and petty problems… so kiss slowly and forgive quickly.. Life is too short to be anything but happy.”. I agree!

Busy Bee Writes an Entry

Here’s the latest buzz in my life… J

I haven’t written any entries lately because the past days were really hectic for me. Here is a break down of what had happened in a short span of time of not writing some entries. Last week was our exposure trip to an Aeta community in Zambales. At first, my first impression was some culture shock. It took a while before I have resiliently adjusted myself. Getting to the community was hard because it’s located on top of a mountain. Climbing was really gruesome. I’m not used to walking on steep grounds. There’s a part of the trail that was really scary. The one with a small rocky pathway (about 1 foot and a half) was somewhat terrifying. One wrong move would mean your death or a serious injury. Anyway, I thought that getting there was a challenge. It’s a part of the experience. The sun was really irritating. Then we came across a bridge.  It was my second time crossing a hanging bridge. This time it’s a little longer than the first bridge that I’ve conquered. I’m not really scared of heights but I do get jitters when I thought about crossing it. When I was halfway done I felt a sudden gush of adrenalin. Mainly because only 10 people were allowed to cross and I’ve noticed that we were more than 10. I started to freak out but I didn’t show it to my classmates. I hurriedly walked towards the end of the bridge. When I reached the end of the suspension bridge I was relieved. The journey was indeed tiring but I’ve apprehended that this was not even ¼ the experience. When I arrived in the Aeta community I was surprised to see that the locals have surpassed my expectations. They are living in a decent house. Even better than the informal settlers that we have here in the metro. I had some time to chat with some of the locals. I was astonished to see how much I enjoyed talking to them. I was exposed to a culture that’s totally different than mine, but it was the bomb! I’ve become less discriminating than before. This trip made some changes in me and I’ll keep this experience stored in my memory.

            Then I went to the YFC Santuario Youth Camp. As usual, I met a lot of new friends. I saw ate Yas there and I bonded with her, Ephraim and Raph. CTK has definitely gone a long way. I can see that we are more bonded. I got the chance to see Alexis there. I’m a hypocrite if I would say that I don’t feel anything for her anymore. The fact is I still feel something for her. I just don’t know how to acknowledge the feeling. Anyway, I’ll let things go because everything happens for a reason. I even received a quote from her which goes something like  “what if it’s not meant to be”. That quote made me think. Yes, What if it’s not meant to be. My mind is still arguing with my heart. Anyway, if it’s meant to happen it’s goin to come about and if it’s not then I have to move on. I feel like she likes someone else far better than me. But where am I getting these ideas anyway, huh?

            The following day we want to a party at GMA 7. It was held at the 17^th floor. The party was great. Several bands played their tunes. By the way, there’s a contest for this band thingy. Anyway, Iron dukes brought home the bacon. This reminds me, a lot of people are asking me about Iron dukes. Iron dukes is a band composed of EJ , Ephraim , RJ , Abi and Mio ( He isn’t a Claretian. Mio is the son of Jim Paredes. Ok, stop asking questions, Just kidding!) . I bonded with these guys before I went back to Santuario for the E-night.

            Today I am still giving my room a makeover. I’m halfway done. The beach theme is still the bomb. Anyway, my dad said that the decorations are getting over board. I hate that when he says it. I mean, don’t I have the right to fix my room. Why is he meddling with my ideas? For me to grow, I should think for myself. I’m not really going over board it’s just that my ideas is more than what his brain could process. I’m an artist and my room is part of my self expression. Isn’t it nice to rest on something you’ve created? I’m not mad at him I just think that it’s part of the generation gap. Anyway, I’d still do what I want. Mulish ass huh?