I miss the feeling of genuinely laughing over something without nothing to worry about. It seems to me that I’m no longer having this feeling for quite sometime now. I just can’t fathom that I would always let a day pass by without smiling. I’m not just use to this.
Every day I try not to get nostalgic about things because I now it would make me sad, drown me with my thoughts, and would make me feel like I’m the only one having this feeling.
in a span of six months, I say this world is a wonderful world to live in but you have to adapt to it in certain ways. I try to adapt to it but every time I try, it makes me uncomfortable. It’s like I’m taking away myself from being me and just letting myself slip away in a matter of months, worst case scenario would be years.
Bandwagon mentality. Crab mentality. I try to always remind myself to keep my principles intact because I know the minute I immerse myself in the real world, I would see a lot of it there. People swim in that mentality which would make them lose their identity. People would always try to please each other but in my case I just don’t see myself pleasing each one of you. Truth to be told, you cannot really please everyone around you.
Having a piece of Makati is like getting a piece of a rainbow cake. It’s a mixture of different colors with varying flavors that makes up this uniquely wonderful cake.
You’ll see people of different races and cultures. People of different colors in different aspects. Some are kindhearted but some are greedy.
It’s a wonderful world out there, but you have to learn how to choose your own battles. Choose the right ones, and if you happen to fall into the not-so-right situations, keep your principles intact and fight for your freedom.
Immersing yourself in Makati is like being a tomato in a basket of full of tomatoes. I remember my teacher explaining the principle behind.
Imagine yourself as a freshly-picked tomato that will be put in a basket full of tomatoes.If you try to observe it at the bottom you’ll see rotten tomatoes, at the middle you’ll see tomatoes of different conditions some are okay, some are wounded and scarred, some are somewhere in between, and some are becoming rotten tomatoes decaying as the minute passes by. Then at the level of your eye, you’ll see freshly-picked tomatoes barely even scarred, with a hope they won’t get wounded eventually when they would get replaced by a new batch of freshly-picked tomatoes would .
We are like these tomatoes. We start fresh but when we get tired we become scarred, then worst case scenario we become rotten.
I don’t want to get to the point that I’d be eaten up by the system of this world. People live from pay check to pay check. That’s reality. Every day you would see a bunch of people stuck in the system of living their day to day lives with having to work 8 hours a day or even more completely exhausting themselves just for them to fend for their families. Some people don’t even have a choice because that’s the only choice left. Some struggle to haggle. Some are eaten by the system. Some try not to be. Some are lost. Some are nowhere to be found. Some are scared. Some are confused. Some are still searching for the answers to their questions. Some are contented. Some are furious. Some are defending their titles. Some are happy. Some seek guidance. Some are at peace. Some are fighting. Some are in a hurry. Some have targets. Some are giving up. Some already gave up. Some are continuously living their lives with a hope that they can formulate something better to improve their lives.
Kelangan mo talaga matuto tumayo sa sarili mong mga paa kahit minsan feeling mo pilay ka na. Gapang kung gapang.
Siguro dumarating sa isa point ang tao na gusto niyo balikan ang nakaraan dahil nakakamiss lang talaga.
Sometimes you’ll find yourself wondering if your friends would still remember you despite the distance that separates you from them.
I can’t help but think about them at times when I have no one to talk to.
I admit it, I fucking miss my friends. I fucking miss the feeling of being free from all the obligations of the real world.
I miss the times where I would just worry about the freakin’ assignments or how to pass the fucking exam.
Now i have accounts to maintain, bills to pay, you have to be held responsible for all your actions.
Worst case scenario, you try to just shut your mouth even if you have something to say. You would always have to be careful that you might offend the others or they might misunderstood you as a boastful person.
So you hide all the words inside your heart and let other people just belittle you at times where you think stooping to their level is going to be a no-no.
You try to be careful not to offend other people with the words you are using because at times they would misunderstood you as someone who is a walking dictionary but the truth is, you still feel shitty about your vocabulary.
I don’t know why I’m swearing right now.
Please pardon my foul language because I just can’t f*ckin express how I feel right now.
Hey. I feel like my life is just passing me by. Reality bites. The real world is real.
1. I’m stupid
2. Repeat number 1
3. Go back to number 2.