She Didn’t Even Say Thank You

This is another page of my High School Days.

Every year in school we celebrate the school’s “Foundation Day.”

That is a week of NO CLASSES..uhmm…celebration.

What I love most in that celebration is the Student’s Night where you could dance your butt out. And also the “Mr. & Ms. CAMPUS” competition.

Now, there is a GIRL who joined the competition for “Ms. CAMPUS” and she asked me to help her answer the questions given to them for the competition.

So, I helped her eagerly…I mean I answered all the questions for her.

So came the night for the pageant. I got a copy of the answers I gave her- so when it was her turn to answer a question – I was stunned because she was really good in memorization. (as if she was reading the answer copy that I gave her)

LUCKY HER!!!!!

SHE WAS AWARDED THE “MS. CAMPUS” OF THE YEAR.

After the competition, she saw called me.

So I came to congratulate her, and also WAITING for her to say “THANK YOU” to me.

But all I heard was a different story. She was telling the crowd and me these words – “Oh my God! I was so nervous and thank God I answered the question perfectly, it’s like- the answer just popped out of my head from nowhere.”

P.S.

No one knows about this story. I didn’t told anyone (well, except now.) because I don’t want to ruin her—–

“I-WON-BECAUSE-I’M-BRILLIANT-AND-PRETTY” moment.

She never said Thank You to me.

I almost forgot this story. It was her fault that I remembered it again – because I heard her one time giving someone a piece of advice from her PAGEANT EXPERIENCE.

I’m Cool And Weird Because _____

Okay, this question is for all of us.

But I’ll answer first,

I am the only person I know who locks herself in her bedroom, shut the lights, open her closet, sit there, and weep (sometimes).

WHY? I don’t know but it does something good to me – calms me down.

lol…weird eh???

“There are certain things in life which happens and you just can’t find any answer or reason behind it. And sometimes – It is better to just leave it unanswered.”

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HOW BOUT YOU?

The SAD Truth

Today I wanted  to share to you a sad but true story, sometimes even more frustrating and annoying, but whatever my reaction would be – it has always no effect to the current situation, and doesn’t make any significant changes. But anyway, I still wanted to let it out of my chest.

Last week, as we were driving on the National Highway road of San Fernando (Pampanga), there is a HUGE HUGE traffic. It is because there is an ongoing road construction. The traffic gave us a huge amount of time to talk about the national highway construction.

My grandfather said that the workers are Filipinos but the BIG BOSSES of the said PUBLIC Highway construction are Koreans.

I was shocked and mumbled sarcastically, “WOW! Koreans bossing around us in our own country.”

My grandfather said that it is understandable and he thinks it is a good decision of the Philippine Government to assign Koreans as the BOSSES of the road construction. WHY?

He said that the Filipinos tend to revenge to our corrupt government by doing corruption themselves when they are given a project by the government. Filipinos corrupt half the budget given to them by the government. So, having Koreans as the BOSSES will prevent that kind of situations.

Really Really Frustrating!!!!

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I am not frustrated with Koreans bossing around Filipinos, BUT with the Filipinos corrupt actions  which had led to this kind of situation.

I Hurt Someone

This has been the toughest week of my entire life.

That is also one reason why I couldn’t make a new post.

I hurt someone so badly without meaning to.

and I don’t know how to make it up for —

[urgh! i don't want to cry!]

What done is done.

What I had said cannot be undone.

And I feel really bad.

There is one thing I am so sure of-

Things won’t be the same again.

Oh! Me and My stupid etiquette!

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Realizing that you had hurt someone is more painful than being hurt by someone.

Everyday is Self-Discovery

Everyday is getting to know yourself.

We should not say that we know ourselves fully.

Ooops! I can hear objections.

I personally used to say that “I know myself fully”, but every single day that I said those words – I find something unusual to me. My attitudes. My unexpected reactions.

When I am asked “If you are her, how would you respond?” – Before, I always answer it with confidence – “I will”, “I will never ever”, and “I will not surely.”  But when the said thing happens – never did I do what I said I will do. (that’s a BIG Ooops!)

Discovering yourself is not just knowing yourself. We have to act upon it, analyze what we’ve been doing – Was it right? Or Wrong? What should we do next? Are we affecting other people?

Self-Discovery is easy. But Self-Improvement Is Not.

I often hear people say, “They should accept what I am! This is me! They can’t do anything about it!”

Yes! We can’t do anything about it -

NO ONE CAN! EXCEPT YOU.

Although we are the only one who can change ourselves. We cannot deny that we NEED OTHER PEOPLE’s HELP. But! Self-Improvement is still up to ourselves.

We all have to be OBSERVANT.

We all have to HELP ourselves.

We all have different styles in learning things.

Find something that is not ONLY HELPFUL to you,

But also the ENJOYMENT in revealing the REAL YOU.

P.S.

Yes, we don’t know ourselves fully!

Don’t let anyone tell you “HE KNOWS YOU BETTER!”

NO ONE KNOWS BETTER, THAN YOU.

Keeping in Touch

I find it hard to keep in touch with my College and High School pals.

Oh! No! Not because I don’t want to. But I don’t think it is necessary to regularly give updates to every single detail to what has been happening to your life. Imagine! – when you get to see your friends again – YOU DON’T HAVE ANYTHING TO TALK ABOUT BECAUSE YOU ALREADY KNOW EVERYTHING!

Make them miss you sometimes. (kidding!…but..seriously)

Sometimes, my friends feel bad that I don’t text them regularly.

I feel bad that they feel bad. But you can’t make me give them updates every single time. (i am not mad!..just saying)

Ofcourse I care about them…I even miss them most of the time…

DON’T YOU LOVE THE FEELING OF MISSING AND BEING MISSED? (you don’t?)

Oh well….

I don’t know how to end this post….

“YOU GOT TO WATCH THIS VIDEO – I CRIED THE 1ST TIME I SAW IT”

and i love how Barbara W.  BLINKS HER EYES…lol

 

Disparity

How could you say we are alike?

When you are love and I am not

Whisper a word – all ears on you

But ears are deaf when so I do

 

All at once, you talk, they trust

But when I do, Recheck – they have to

You walk in, they say hi

I do too, and they say bye

Oh! my world looks so unfair

 

Or is it just me who feels unfair?

P.S.

Middle Child Syndrome. Just wanted to share.

My heart beats PAIN

I hate it when the atmosphere is quiet

Because it is when my head is loudest -

Loud with thoughts

I don’t want to hear

Then my heart beats pain

And tears flow constantly, uncontrollably.

 

P.S.

Now this is a poem. My heartfelt poem.

 

♥update:

if you were following my blog you may  have noticed that i also wrote a poem about loving Silence. Contradiction? NO. There are times when the place is quiet and when my mind embraces the quietness, then my thoughts are filled with beautiful and relaxing things. But there are times that my mind don’t just go with the flow – that’s when I am filled with thoughts I don’t wish existed.

just so you know

Halloween @ WordPress

when KIDS talk

As I am writing my new post right this very moment. My 3 young cousins ages 11, 9 and 8 are here in my bedroom having a conversation. Yes! conversation. NOT kids chat.

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Eric(9): Which is most hard? Being a woman or a man?

Denisse(11): Being a man is hardest because you have to undergo circumcision.

Eric(9): No. Being a woman is the hardest because you have a menstrual period, you have  caesarian operation when you have a baby. Men only undergo circumcision.that’s all.

Danica(8): Because Eve the first woman is the first one to have sinned.

And their conversation continues. . . .

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And now they are talking if ghosts are real.

As I listen to their conversation, the first thing that I have observed is that -their references from all their stories were from the older people like my grandparents.

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Danica(8): That is not true. Grandfather said . . . . . .

And so on……

Danica(8): How did you know? Did you see it?

And they also ask for evidences. They don’t easily believe on every statements said.

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The kids of this new generation have a very playful mind but clever and wise.

What I had observed is that they do not easily believe with the things said by the kids their ages. BUT they truly believe what the elders have said. And in every statements they let go there is always a reference. (It is like writing a research with all the references after the evidences are provided)

Sometimes, I get annoyed when these kids ask me so much questions because I am distracted with what I am doing.

But, we must always try hard to control our temper when their playful minds seek for answers because they could remember it for the rest of their life and be part of them.

So we must be careful.