(Source: mystandards)
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The good thing about knowing that you won’t have the best of everything is the fact that you won’t have the worst of everything, either.
The good thing about knowing that you won’t have the best of everything is the fact that you won’t have the worst of everything, either.
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Nobody waits for someone forever. At some point, you stop and go along with your life; then realize that waiting was the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.
Nobody waits for someone forever. At some point, you stop and go along with your life; then realize that waiting was the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.
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What do you do when a guy admittedly told you that he loved you and you were already about to say “Yes” to someone who has been courting you for a while?
That was my situation a year ago.
Ever heard of the song, “Torn between Two Lovers?” During that time, I guess I was one of the women who felt that the song was written for me.
Well, as they say, “past is past.”
We had this, “exchange of letter” thing because we gave each other questions to answer during our last duty day. i asked him something that is too private to be posted and I might get sued and killed by Jonathan, The Boyfriend. Nonetheless, it was nothing, just asked out of curiosity.
He asked me three questions while I asked just one. And I chose to ask that because I was sure enough that he’d say “NO” because I thought he was already over me. Surprise, surprise.
I always say that I have a lot of reasons to not like this man. And I really do. To top it off, I don’t like men who often bars. I don’t like men who can be labeled as “ex ng bayan” because of the numerous girls that he have been with. So much so guys who is called “boyfriend ng bayan” because of the several girls that he dates even if he’s already committed. No way!
And so, I decided to not entertain him. Apart from him being one of my closest friends, I really do not have high interest with guys who are easy and happy-go-lucky. I have this mindset that when I will be committed to a guy, I want to have him long term. That, I guess, is our difference.
As much as I want to give him the benefit of the doubt whenever he says “I’m true with my feelings for you,” fear and apprehension dominates me.
Question.
Is he really not the guy for me since he’s like that? Or was I just playing safe?
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A woman with a lot of insecurities.
A woman with a lot of insecurities.
A woman with a lot of insecurities.
I look at my friend’s profile, I see him and his girlfriend, they’re together for years now, and I feel insecure.
I look at my friend’s wall, she has a family picture - father, mother, a brother and a sister, and I feel insecure.
I look at my friend’s dash, he has a sweet girlfriend, they look perfect, no arguing over simple matters, and I’m insecure.
Even the many “likes” on Facebook makes me insecure.
Even reblogs and likes on Tumblr makes me insecure.
We published our first The Lamp issue, my co-editors used highfalutin words while I used prosaic, boring vocabs, and I am insecure.
I feel insecure about almost everything.
Yeah, pathetic. I know.
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I e-mailed Dad, and told him I have a gift for him. And this was it.
Was I bias or Tumblr is simply somewhere I am at ease when I post something, especially things that are the most valuable and the most private for me? Well, anyway, one afternoon, as I was lying on my bed, thinking of random, shallow thoughts, my thought flew to Graduation. Honestly, everytime I think of “it”, I get goosebumps all over my body.
Count 2 months and I’ll be marching down the aisle of PICC. Gosh! I can hardly imagine how proud my parents would be. Especially if I pass the Nursing Licensure Exam. God, help me, please.
My Sister got pregnant when she was 18 years old. I remember how shattered Mom was, how dismayed and frustrated Dad was. They were actually planning her debut party, then. We were scouting venues for her. Then puff! She was 3 months pregnant.
During my debut, I can feel the supreme happiness that my parents were feeling. It radiates to me. Everytime classes start, as my college level increases, I know they are really, really ecstatic, not to mention excited. Now, as my Graduation Day draws near, I imagine their hearts throbbing because of absolute joy, not to mention pride and easement.
I was thinking then, of how good God was to me. He helped me surpass all the challenges in my 4 years in college. He always guided me into the right path - the path where I only meet good friends that influence me to behave, the path where there are obstacles that will make me a better and stronger person, the path that will lead me to making my parents proud.
What I’m trying to say is.. Thank you, Papa God, Mom, and Dad.
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FRIENDS?
FRIENDS?
FRIENDS?
You can be nice to people and always show your support to them when they need you but it does not always mean that just because you care for them and you are there when they need you does it mean that they will be there when you are the one in need. I know the feeling, because almost everytime that I am in need of friends, I can’t find one.
I have lots of friends, and I am always on the go when they need me. Sometimes, they will be surprised because they didn’t mention to me that they are problematic, but I know it. Why? Because I am not insensitive, I can read between the line when they post statuses.
That is why when I was the one in need, it was actually hurtful that the friends that I was always supportive of, didn’t even text me or ask me what the problem was. I still have to cry it out and ask them to come, talk to me, I need a friend to listen to me.
Then there were the people who started talking like, “naaalala lang kapag galit sila.” That has got to be the most irritating phrase I have ever heard coming from MY FRIEND. I mean, srsly, you know she’s problematic and then you crack things like that?
Sometimes I am considering the idea of being the not-so-supportive friend instead. I am tired of not being reciprocated.
Why do bad friends get good friends in return?
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What do you do when your friend needs you?
What do you do when your friend needs you?
What do you do when your friend needs you?
Do you message them and ask what the problem is?
Do you call them?
Join her when she invites you for a drink?
Noise barrage at their house just so she’ll talk to you?
Or do you backstab them and say, “Oh! The lady, here she is. She comes to us when she needs us.”
Tell me, what kind of a friend are you?
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Just like any other relationship, mine and Athan’s will go through clothoid loops or crazy curves just like on a zigzag road. Just like any other relationship, we will have ups and downs, pretty heated moments, episodes when we seem to no longer want each other. Almost every relationship, I believe, goes through this phase. Some would choose to jump ship and just let it go. While some, chooses to give it another shot and hold on to the relationship.
We may fight over the simplest things and have a lot of petty quarrels, go through the most trying times. We might want to just break it off and space out from each other. We will pass through the “bumpy road” as he termed it. And though ugly things happen to us, I know we will still find a way to get back to each other, because although most relationship go through this same phase, not all relationship have the love like ours.
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I will always be a proud Tamaraw student. I’m pretty sure our Institute is doing their part to give us the best education that they can offer. In fact, I actually think FEU’s best professors are from the IN; however, some professors are so…. I can’t even….
I will always be a proud Tamaraw student. I’m pretty sure our Institute is doing their part to give us the best education that they can offer. In fact, I actually think FEU’s best professors are from the IN; however, some professors are so…. I can’t even….
I will always be a proud Tamaraw student. I’m pretty sure our Institute is doing their part to give us the best education that they can offer. In fact, I actually think FEU’s best professors are from the IN; however, some professors are so…. I can’t even….
Good diction, some revisions. Puff! My Editorial for the second issue of The LAMP.
For this issue, I am writing about lousy professors.
Suggestions, anyone?
