Taiwan has been home for me for four glorious years. Its time to leave it behind. After the meetings I’ll go to in a few I’ll be headin’ back to Manila.
I have all my documents with me already. Starting in a new country in a few months time excited me. maybe I’ll head back to Manila tonight :)
My blockmates are probably celebrating right now… I’m in my room, just unpacked my things and in a few minutes, I’ll be heading off for a business meeting. Sadly, I don’t have enough time to enjoy the last few minutes I’m gonna have with my college friends. Although it’s sad, it is what it is. Enjoying my youth has been a thing of the past, I lived like a college student back in high school, so now, maybe I’m paying the price of not being able to bond more with the few friends I made in college.
I’m proud of the few friends I made. Admittedly, I have had my short comings too, I may have not spoken loud enough to make my presence to them felt, I may have been too quiet to establish that ‘hey, I’m also here. Talk to me, too!’ but I guess I have always preferred to be distant to them because the inevitable of my sudden departures from time to time is, as it is, inevitable.
I’ve had my doubts, I’ve had my regrets, I also have my gratitude towards them. They taught me that it doesn’t really matter where they are, or if they forget that I’m with them, what matters is that they’ll share a bit of their time to listen to my pathetic whining about my problems.
I’ve felt that they’re just there when they need something, but hey, who am I to say that, I don’t really care all that much anymore about what they do, what matters to me is that somehow, they helped me get through college. with the loss of two people in my life in those four short years and the loss of one of my best friend (baby Foxx), I was able to get through everyday and not lose my mind with grief.
my college life hasn’t been that smooth sailing, between the losses, the exes and the problems about my life and my employment, those few friends are what helped me get through. My mom told me that she doesn’t want me to leave, she wants me to stay here in the Philippines, she wants me to stop hopping on planes on short notices to take care of businesses, she wants to stop the business we’re opening in Taiwan, she wants a lot of things, but we have to be realistic, no matter how much I want the same things as her, I’ve already planned my life and it’s not like my leaving the country is fun for me, too. If I can opt to stay here longer than the few weeks I’m given, I’d stay.
I’ve never really enjoyed studying. I can honestly say that in my fourth year of college, I have never once studied seriously. I think I never did in my four years of college. I enjoyed working too much to bother with reading books I know have no direct whatsoever help in dealing with what the people in school call as the ‘real world.’ They’re basically the same thing. You meet friends, colleagues, acquaintances or something of the sort, some of them fuck you over, some of them free-rides you, some of them drag you down the depths of shit creek with no paddle. The only difference is that you get more than your weekly allowance and you get to go home and not worry about you being judged by whatever numbers your professors think of giving you. In the ‘real world’ you don’t get judged by how you do it, you get judged if you can or can’t do it. They don’t care about the process all that much, they want results. And if you’re smart enough to get the job done come hell or high water, you’ll survive in the real world.
The strategies the professors teach, not really that helpful. What will help you most in the business land, your passion and dedication and street smart. It wouldn’t hurt if you’re good at talking your way in and out of trouble.
anyways. I don’t really know the point of this post… I guess I just wanted someone to hear my voice, because fuck knows I’ve been silent most of the time. and well, maybe this will help me clear up my mind a bit.
I’m off to my meeting. Will return to the philippines in about two to three days… hopefully.
Congratulations to the graduates. Congratulations to me.
I want to throw this fuckin’ ipad away… motherfuckin’ thing is impossible! been trying to jailbreak this dumb thing since 5 fucking AM!!!!! motherfuckin’ FUCK!!!!
okay. I feel better. :) back to work :)
Supernatural Does Meta→ The French Mistake makes many references to real life, including a shot of the Supernatural studios. It was said by Clif Kosterman (J&J’s bodyguard) at the 2011 Salute to Supernatural San Francisco convention that the studios has been named in honor of the late Kim Manners, who served as director and executive producer. Kim is often referenced by Jensen, Jared and other cast and crew members at conventions and in interviews, and tributes are regularly paid to his memory throughout the show. His signature line is said to be ‘Kick it in the ass!’, which is labeled on Dean’s tape in Swan Song, as well as being Ellen Harvelle’s final words to Dean Winchester.
Kim Manners passed away on January 25th, 2009 after a long battle with lung cancer. Season 4 of Supernatural is dedicated to his memory.
(via superfreakingnatural)
My ex girlfriend called me up. She asked me if I ever think I would go to hell for being with her, and I said no. We talked about how she’s having trouble adjusting to her new boyfriend. She also told me I was the last girlfriend she will ever have. I was touched. But the thing is, she told me, she feels that she finds it hard to be intimate with him. And this guy, I’ve met him before, is pretty cool. He’s respectful to her and he even said he’s willing to wait out her anxiety before they do anything but hold hands and cuddle. So, she goes on telling me about how she asked her new friends and how they poked fun at her because she used to be in a relationship with a girl. I mean, if you’re gonna be friends with someone, you accept them and their choice of relationships, it’s not like she’ll drag you to her bedroom and have her way with you. She was crying a lot because of that, and I feel helpless because I can’t offer her any comfort but in words.
She told me how one of the girls said she’s go to hell and how their so-called God will send her to the fiery pits of hell… This ex-lover of mine is a devout catholic. But she was taught that love between two people knows no gender, no color, no race nor religion. She is perfection personified and she is just the sweetest girl there is and to hear her cry because of those uneducated, simpletons… I’m contemplating on headin’ over there sometime next month, show those little miss perfects a taste of their own medicine.
I may be over reacting, or something, but it’s just so fucking annoying that some people are still so narrow minded that they think they’re above all. They think that they themselves are great… they call people names, they judge people without knowing them first, they think that they are the basis of everything. Well, they’re not. They’re not the only living people with religion.
personally I think religion complicates life even more, but that’s just me. but still, I believe that in religion, no matter what, one thing should always be taught.
A love between two people should know no gender, race, culture or even belief. Love should be freely chosen and not dictated. Love should be based purely on emotion and not the physicality of the human body.
I kissed a girl and I liked it
A quick browse on my class pictures from back in my high school and elementary days made me realize that those classmates I had who were at the top of the class, who made every parents so proud of, well, now where are they? some are married with kids, some are with kids without the married part, and some are unemployed… and I remember quite well some of those people who thought so little of me cause I had to retake a few classes because my tagalog was really CRAP.
Well, hello there, I’m here, living my life in my own way. I’m happy with my choices, regardless of how sometimes they only cause me pain because they are just plain wrong but nonetheless I am successful in any of my chosen endevors because I never thought to live my life in a way that would please other people. I lived my life every single day to please myself.
They may comment on me now about how many body arts I have gotten, or how I am only garbage for having those, but then again… which is garbage? something hollow or something filled with interesting things?
They’re hollow people because all their lives, they never once made a choice for themselves. They look down on me and my other friends because we chose to live our lives the way we want and also managed to gain good grades and pass majority of our classes. Hollow, because they always think too much on what other people think of them, like for them, other people’s opinion of them matter much more than their own.
The thing is, you don’t live your whole life to please one person who’ll eventually pay you no mind because you’ve already lost the novelty of being the new person. You live your life the way YOU have to live it, because in the end, only YOU can appreciate the journey you’ve traveled your whole life.
Why are you like that to me? You’re not the same with out other friends, we’re fuck buddies… or at least on the road to being one. We are not boyfriend/girlfriend. :| You’re making me hate my self even more. :’(
My tattoos are not because of rebellion, I didn’t get them to spite my parents. I didn’t get them because I thought, ‘OMG! my crush has tats!’ nor did I get them because I thought, ‘Oh! They’re ‘in’ this season, and my friends all got one!’ I got them because they mean something to me and it is a part of who I am. So, don’t get your knickers in a twist and jumping to conclusions saying I’m a cheap, low-life because I bet you my life, I will get to places you can only dream of because you are a narrow-minded bigot who preaches to do good but does otherwise. So please, pray to YOUR god that He doesn’t see what unGodly things you are doing and to lead you to a better path than going around and telling people they’re not worth much because they have tattoos and are living a life that YOU don’t agree with.
