A few months ago I was asked in an interview what I firmly believe in.
I said: I firmly believe in fate. I believe that if something happened to someone, regardless if it’s good or bad, then it was meant to be, there is a reason it happened, and it happened for the best.
Indeed, it's always true for me.
Take last Saturday for example, when I was supposed to buy 40 orange-colored paper bags (which are so hard to find!!!) to paint with tiger print designs for a make-up project for a class - good thing we weren't able to find what we were looking for last Saturday. Yesterday, my prof said it was alright to get plain craft bags and just attach a tiger accent. It saved me effort and money, thank God. :)
Also yesterday, it took my mom and me more than half an hour in a charms shop in Chinatown just to inquire about crystals as small as my pinky nail. After that, we had dinner at a small Chinese restaurant and as we were walking towards where we were going to ride home, there was a commotion in front of the President Tea House in Ong Pin street. It appears PGMA was going to have a cabinet dinner there. I was able to shake hands with Gibo Teodoro (which is my 2nd bet for president) and it was a nice experience to see PGMA before she actually steps down from her throne.
These are just things that happened to me yesterday, there are still a lot of stories from me. But this is the way it is: life is fate, serendipity, destiny, whatever you call it.
Things just, and will really, happen for a reason. Bad things are blessings in disguises. Think about it, all of us has stories of ourselves during times when we think every thing is messed up, yet in a matter of time the messed up gets fixed. It may not be the way you exactly want it, but in the long run you're going to think that it turned out to be the better. I believe in fate and I believe that there's no such thing as unlucky. We are always at the right place, at the right time, no matter what.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Being in a relationship is not at all easy. You've got to invest in things... time, effort, money and most importantly heart. Being in a relationship doesn't guarantee a great return of investment on a regular basis. Sometimes you give more than you can take, you give things that you can't take back anymore. These are sacrifices you have to make when in love.
Whether you like it or not, things will get rocky. You will feel sad, upset, disappointed - miserable. But the wheel does turn, and there really are rainbows after rainfalls. It might take time, so you've got to be patient. It might take days, weeks, months of waiting for that return of investment that you've been wanting.
His return of your investment will come in acts and things, big or small. When it finally comes to you, it will feel good - as if what you've invested before, no matter how small or great, doesn't matter anymore. What will matter in the end is the greatest return that you'll discover you've had since the beginning, and you apparently have all the time - his heart.
Whether you like it or not, things will get rocky. You will feel sad, upset, disappointed - miserable. But the wheel does turn, and there really are rainbows after rainfalls. It might take time, so you've got to be patient. It might take days, weeks, months of waiting for that return of investment that you've been wanting.
His return of your investment will come in acts and things, big or small. When it finally comes to you, it will feel good - as if what you've invested before, no matter how small or great, doesn't matter anymore. What will matter in the end is the greatest return that you'll discover you've had since the beginning, and you apparently have all the time - his heart.
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Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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Saturday, February 13, 2010
Welcome to the Jungle
Growing is such a fascination. Funny how back then, I thought commuting to Ayala was so long and far - when in fact it only took one jeepney ride and 20 minutes of travel time to get there, traffic included. Funny how back then, I still took the school bus and to my 10-minute-away school. The only mode of public transportation I knew and felt secure with, was the MRT which just traveled along the long stretch of EDSA and the jeepney from Guadalupe which took me home in a few minutes of travel time.
What an irony: as you grow bigger, your world gets smaller.I still live in Makati, and now Espana, Manila doesn't seem so far away. What is an hour of travel time, of polluted smoke and vehicle fumes? What is 2 jeepney rides and 2 train rides?
A year ago, when I was fresh in college, I thought going home at 6pm from college was late and unsafe. I thought of fear as the sun went down and I was still in the streets of Manila, struggling in between traffic jams to get to home sweet home.
Now I've gotten used to it. This semester greeted me with dismissal times that I thought impossible: 9 PM, in 3 days of the week (when I only go to school 4 days in a week). What am I and my friends but fearless people, even drinking after 9 and going home in midnight's time.
This is life now. Sleep when you can cos you can't have enough of it. Go to school and have fun with everything, your classes and your classmates. Study hard and be rewarded after. Get out of your classes and whatever time it is, hang out and drink to your bodily needs. Welcome to college. No time is too safe or too dangerous to go home. The world has become small afterall.
