The right place, at the right time

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.