Saturday, December 14, 2013

The Gizmo Fun Run















I’ve never been a fan of walking, much more running. I did join few marathons when I was in Victory where we had this Race for Life marathon. That was a 10k run that I survived. But I never saw this one coming--joining again a marathon. This time it was a 3k run. Yeah, it’s still 3k. Poy, Nawol and I decided to register in the Superbook Gizmo Fun Run held yesterday at The Fort. I was very excited and at the same time nervous cause I don’t know if I can finish the run. I just thought I did the 10k run before and I finished it what more this 3k run. I had a sleepover again at Poy’ s house since the assembly time will start 4:30am and I live in Bulacan so I need to stay at his place to be able to make it. At the day of the run, I was happy with the shirt were wearing, looks like were real runners. We had our new running shoes. We never forget to take pictures as a souvenir. The venue was filled mostly with kids. It was like a family event. I love seeing families engaging in this type of activity cause you’ll see how bonded they are. Before the run, we followed some warm-up procedures. Then the run started. In the beginning I felt a bit tired already but after getting used to it, I guess I did just fine. We finished the 3k run with sweats running around our body because Mr. Sunshine is already on set. We took sips of water to hydrate then decided to have a good breakfast at Banapple with our friends who came by—Rogan and Eric. This was a sporty day I could say. I am looking forward to another event like this. But hey before I forgot, I saw one of my celebrity crush in this event—Benjamin Alves, a newcomer in GMA. Though I saw him from far apart I knew he’s looking pretty cute. J

Two Words Six Letters





I hate the fact that I’m giving up now. It’s barely in my mind for the longest time but I guess I have to do it. So I can spend more time for myself and the on the people around me. This is not really the real version of me but sometimes you need to change, for the better. Last December 8, 2013, I realized I have to end this crazy feeling I had for someone. I don’t know how to call him. I don’t want to put his name here because hacking is very easy. Let’s put a pseudo name. Let’s call him Mr. Hug. Why such name? That would be a secret unless he read about this and figure it out. I doubt cause he don’t even know he’s doing it. I had this feeling for Mr. Hug for a long time. I am a good actress cause I knew how to act in front of him normally. I should not use the word normal cause it’s really not. I guess I just have to pretend.  I don’t know when and how I started liking him. I just felt it. And it never stops. The feelings grew stronger and stronger every single day not until today I decided to cut it. Because I can’t tolerate it anymore. Who wants to look stupid? No one. This has been a decision I made so I can focus on myself.  Lately, this feeling began to scrutinize me. So I decided to let go. One of the most difficult thing a person will do for the sake of being free again from getting hurt. It’s kinda hurt letting go but if it’s for your own good then I have to do it. Love makes the world go round but what if love also makes your world doomed, then you really have to stop. In this case, I am doing it for I want to feel free again. From crying, wallowing and the non-stop feeling of getting jealous whenever you see him with someone. I know it’s gonna be ten times hard on my part but I can do it. I know in my heart I’ll get over him. I don’t believe in the saying that there’s really one guy you can’t get over it. I know we’ll get over it not right away but slowly. It’s always gonna be a long process. But eventually it’ll end. As for now, I think I’m surviving. There may be days I find it awkward that I would like to go back on my old self liking him but there’s also part of me dictating that I have to mean what I say. That is to stop. It’s killing me but I have to find my own remedy. I guess I’m gonna be fine when my hair grows back. So what’s these two words six letters I am trying to say---move on. 

Year End!

Last December 7, 2013 a cool Saturday evening, we just had our company’s year-end party. The venue was in One Esplanade located near MOA. I was very hesitant to attend this party because for my 3 years stay in Aegis, I never attend any party organized by the company. Why? Well, I am ot just in the mood. I am not into wearing party dresses, putting make-up on and walking in heels. Not just my forte after all. I live a very simple life, mainly shirts, jeans and flats, I’m okay with it. Plus the fact that I am not into crowded places. I am not a people person. I lack confidence in front of many people. But since it’s mandatory, I don’t have any choice. I am thankful I’m with my circle of friends. I guess I’m good with it. We met at Nawol’s house. Nawol’s family has been very kind to us ever since the very beginning. We love her family so much.  But let me rewind from the previous week. We are all busy preparing for the party. My first ever party at work. We raid each malls looking for a dress, accessories and shoes. I got mine at People are People for P499, not bad. It was a black tube dress. It was kinda big for my size but thanks to Mo cause she did d a good job repairing it. It turned out exactly what I wanted. Last time I wore a dress was when I attended my Kuya’s gig at Ortigas way back year 2012 and then followed by this day. I told you I am not a big fan of dresses. I made some sort of recycling with my shoes and accessories. I got my black gladiator pumps and the necklace gave my Ate. That worked well with the dress. The rest of my friends, they also have their own moments. During the party, we all had our own transformation, something you don’t witness on a daily basis. We looked pretty, elegant, sophisticated and different. Of course, were all shocked with the result but on a positive way. The boys had their own shining moments as well. They looked handsome and gorgeous. Minus the mafia look and the suspender thing. We ate, talked and took a lot of pictures. It was a blast not after the party ended. We argued on where place to go after the party. We all had our different opinions. We clashed. We felt cold to each other. We were quiet. We lost confidence. Were all in a bad mood. Our feet took us to Padi’s. The mood changed. We drank all night. We danced and forget about the arguments we had. Our friendship is so bonded that we don’t let little misunderstandings get in our way. Yeah, we may have our different views on certain things but we managed to overcome it. How? By living on what we have. By accepting each other’s flaws. There’s no perfect friendship. It’s the imperfections that made us stronger, bonded and well-loved.  That night I am also about to take one of the biggest risk I could possibly do in my life. At first I know I can do it but as the negative mood surrounded the place, it killed y confidence. So I kept hanging in. Until now. I guess it’s not the perfect timing. But I was a bit sad cause that would break my long years of waiting and speculating. Anyways, when we got back to Nawol’s place, we rewinded the things that happened that night. It was mixed emotions. And that untold story in Malate, I am thankful it remained as a secret. Not to the three of us but there’s one addition. You know who you are. It’ll come out in perfect time. And we’ll just laugh about it for it’s done already. I am not a bit ready now. Off to another year end party for 2014? Let’s see. :)














Saturday, October 5, 2013

MU???


I was passing at the National Bookstore yesterday and I saw this book written by Noringai. I was about to buy it but then I found out my card was expired and I ran out of cash. So I checked and saw this through wattpad. I put it in my blog cause I kinda relate to this feeling. Very confusing. But I just thought I'll just go with it. Bahala na. Cause if it makes you smile why deprive yourself of it. I know there will be consequences and unti-unti ko na ngay syang nafi-feel. I'm a tough cookie I know, I'll go through this. Maybe not now, but soon. So I'll enjoy muna every moment and let myself worry later. Life is too short. I know I'm thinking too way stupid now but I can't help it. 


Sunday, September 29, 2013

Playful Emotions

Sometimes you're wondering because you've been through different emotions for a week. You started the week so hyper and positive and ended it with a low, tired emotion. I blogged about this cause I'm kinda observant of my emotions for the past few weeks. Very unpredictable. There were times I almost hate everyone and don't want to go out and whine. And then comes a time that I was smiling. As in the whole day with a certain reason. My aura is so fresh and everyone around you noticed how blooming you are. Indeed, we are all surrounded with different feelings. Or should I say playful emotions. One day you're sad and the next day you're freaking happy. Say what?! My theory about his goes along on how the people around you and your environment affects you, literally positive or negative. You adapt their emotions. You feel what their feeling. You talk what they say. In short, they change you a lot. As for myself, how I mingle with people and how I accept every changes/feelings dictates what my emotion is. I find it peculiar that sometimes you should feel scared on something but then the result is totally opposite. It feels like it's nothing on you. Then when it's time for you to feel scared, everybody is okay with it. Dealing - that's the keyword. Each of us deals in every emotion differently. Sometimes too exaggerated. Sometimes just average. Or worst we almost burst out into tears. Our body had this magical glands that controls our emotions. Very powerful that we always respond to it knowingly or unknowingly. Lately my emotion is getting better unlike the previous weeks that's full of jealousy, selfishness and a bit of anger and insecurity. Yeah, emotions that I don't want to feel again cause I feel like I'm turning into a different person, the not-so-good version of me so enough with it. I am thankful that this week turned out to be my recovery week. I was smiling and I feel like I have a happy heart. I don't now how it happen but I will not contradict it anymore. I'm glad the soft-spoken, simpler version of me is emerging again. I promise to be a good girl from now on. I experienced how to be a bitch already and I am not cool with it so I stick to my old self where I can be contented on small stuff. Love can change you for it is being surrounded by feelings you can't control. But once you're used to it, you can be the best version of yourself. From now on, I will always try my best to create good emotions, someone with  a happy heart. Lovelovelove! :)

Sunday, September 15, 2013

KJ!



Kill joy. This is how my friends normally described me. If ever we need to hang-out or drink and I refused to go with them, they will call me "kill joy". Oftentimes, I just ignore them. But lately, it's kinda irritating. Being a kill joy has a negative commentary about your personality. But seeing it on the other side, you're being a kill joy because you have your own choices on what you want to do, what makes you happy or maybe what you want to be. It does not necessarily mean that you're being a kill joy because you don't know how to make fun, we just have our own ways of being happy. Not because I don't want to drink means I hate drinking. Maybe I am not just in the mood to do that for that certain day. Not because I don't want to join them making "tambay" in a certain place doesn't mean I don't want their company. Maybe I just want to get enough sleep or I have my own priorities for that day. A kill joy don't usually give explanation on why they don't want to do such things when being invited or being asked to do so. I guess that's the main reason why they were most of the time misinterpreted. Such a pity. We all have different likes, pastimes, hobby and even interest. We may jive this day and the other day were fighting because were born to have different emotions depending on what we need. Being termed as kill joy most of the time is a compliment rather than an obstruction to one's self.  Taking it more on a positive side. You're a kill joy because you choose to embrace the imperfections without offending other people. You're a kill joy because you always try to weigh your decision whether to do something or not. Happiness is a consideration for this one. Why will you do something if it ain't make you happy? If it will not make you feel satisfied? That will just be a waste of time. You don't have to please everyone. You don't 'try' to fit in just because everyone's doing it. Because you have a self-control. On the other hand, they tend to define kill joy people as the one who afraid to take risk. I bet to disagree. They just don't want to take risk for something not work risking for. They love life as much as everyone do. They just have a different version of dealing with it. I'm not being so defensive here, just speaking the truth. And another thing, they'll accept you for who you are without calling you "kill joy" for we have our own differences. This may just be my flaws. But I like it. In fact I'm loving it. This is my very own way of protecting myself. Kinda selfish to hear but that's really it. Last thing, they say kill joy people spoil the fun of others? Again. I beg to disagree. They do not spoil others happiness, they just know what their limitations are. And this varies in situation. This is not applicable to everything. If you know what I'm thinking. We don't make it hard for people to enjoy themselves, were all grown ups so we know what's right and wrong. We also break rules. We do criticism as well so how can we even be exempted. The negative connotation of the word "kill joy" is so overrated. I just hope you know that. Peace!

Don't Take It Personally



(This article has been taken on the Hellogiggles.com website wrote by Sarah Bates.)


How to let go of what others say to hurt you.

If someone says something to intentionally try to hurt you, know that it probably says a lot more about them than it does about you. When you’re affected and hurt by something said by someone you know, it’s because they have struck a chord with you somewhere that hurt – a soft spot. Something in your person isn’t bulletproof on the subject and therefore it lingers and continues to sting. This thing might even resonate for a reason that’s totally separate from the meaning intended, but it’s coming close to a tender zone in how you feel about yourself. The pain is a reflection of an insecurity that is just the slightest bit validated. The thoughts that bubble up are usually, “Is it true?” or even, “It istrue!” Just one tiny comment can bring the deepest insecurities to life.

Usually when friends or loved ones are mean to us they are so stuck in their heads they cannot see how they are perceived and experienced by others. Sometimes they’ve grown up with a different level of tolerance to this style of relating to others and therefore they see it as normal or acceptable. They literally do not see what they are really saying, even when it’s totally clear to you and everyone else that what they’re saying is super mean. Even when they have delivered a targeted insult, this can be intended to have a different affect. For example, people who grow up with parents who are very extroverted with their feelings will be the same way with their comments about at others. It’s a culture of directness with no bad intention.

For some, saying mean things is something casual and humorous that for them demonstrates intimacy and friendship. “We’re so close that we can say anything to one another. We’re like family in that way.” For many, cutting people down is simply a self-defense mechanism intended to protect and hide overwhelming insecurity. Like pointing to any and all flaws in others to get the focus away from them. “Look over there! Don’t see me. Don’t see how lame I am or that I don’t know what I’m talking about. Look at that person instead. Aren’t they…uh…dumb and um…too tall! Yeah!”

Sometimes people even take on meanness as a part of their image (also a defense mechanism,) because in their minds they believe it reflects confidence and strength. They’re so tough, they say whatever they think or feel, in any situation. “I don’t believe in acting nice – I’ve just lived too much. I’m above feeling guilt – I’m just too strong.”

When a total stranger verbally assaults you, it can affect us deeply, but for different reasons. When someone treats you as less than human, they force you into a degrading role – one that disregards your value, and betrays every norm in your civilized life. And, like the concepts they connote, words can be shocking and painful to our physical person. It’s tough to protect yourself from profanities directed passionately at you by a stranger, in part because they often come when you least expect, but you can work not letting it damage you. Like a traumatic physical injury, you must heal from the shock and pain inflicted by words processing it. Don’t keep it to yourself – talk about it, hear the reactions of others, and place it in context in your mind. Know that you were a victim, it shouldn’t have happened, and it was not a typical experience to have. When it comes to how you feel about yourself in regards to this event, that’s a no-brainer: totally 100% not about you so don’t give it any weight. Just recover from the assault and try to let it go. If it really upset you and you’re confused as to why, it’s probably because you experienced something so powerfully negative at a time you least expected it, so it’s feeling like a violation of your comfort in your everyday life. You shouldn’t have to feel afraid of everyday experiences, and the fact that you are now is upsetting. Try to remember that this is not representative of humanity, it’s just one random, very angry person.

As a rule, when someone is super mean, don’t waste any energy trying to rationalize or understand their motivation. As a default, assume “serious issues.” It doesn’t make it right, but anyone who would verbally injure you in such a way probably has internalized a lot of hurt and anger over a great many years and is spewing it at anyone, including you. You were simply in the line of fire. Regardless of what they might have said, it’s not about you.

Often we hurt not by the actual words people say, but because of their intention. “Why would someone that is supposed to care about me intentionally try to hurt me?” That question’s a lot more layered, but the easiest answer is: it’s probably not what you think. I know that’s not enough when it comes to someone you love hurting you. Know that when a person is put through a lot of tragic and painful stuff as a child, they become defensive and depressed or filled with anger – like a snarling, tortured animal trying to stave of danger. Their reaction to you is merely being put through the filter that is their life, and that cruelty is just the language of their discontent. What I try to do when I encounter a person who is overwhelmingly mean and angry, is step back and imagine what could have happened to them to make them so upset. When it’s put it in a far-away perspective, it helps me to remind myself that it’s not about me at all.

How to prevent things from hurting at all?

The true answer to that is confidence. When you know yourself well and love yourself, you can see only the pain of others because you know what they are saying is false. When you know yourself, no one can undo that knowledge or convince you to feel you are something less. In the face of degradation, you will simply think, “I disagree. I like me.” It’s a pretty illuminating and wonderful state to be in because all of a sudden you see everyone and their issues plain as day. Their insecurity is so transparent and the fact that they are stuck only makes you pity them. This state of self-love and confidence is one we all have to work toward and constantly maintain, but it gets easier and better with time. Knowing who you are and liking that person changes everything in your life, for the better.

How do you work on loving and knowing yourself?

It takes consistently working on yourself from the inside out and change won’t happen overnight, but it will happen. You need to uproot the issues you have and dispel them with the help of a therapist, books, supportive friends, and consistent self-care. Here are a few important basic self-care steps to get you started.

• Be self-protective. Don’t accept mistreatment from others because you are subconsciously being told by your own behavior that you are not worth protecting.

• Be honest with yourself about your feelings. Don’t numb your feelings to silence your truth or do things that betray your own best interests. For example, putting yourself in harms way because you feel like you have to in order to be liked by someone else. This also communicates to yourself subconsciously that you are not worth protecting.

• Become a friend to yourself – one you can talk to about anything, who is nice. Start writing in a journal daily, and begin having a dialogue with yourself about the events in your life. Focus the journal on yourself and how you feel about those events. Try to be a counselor to yourself and help yourself to resolve inner conflicts. Be honest in this journal and tell yourself the deep down feelings you might not tell others. Ask yourself questions and then suggest answers. Reflect on your true motivations. Cop to things you shouldn’t have done, then forgive yourself and know that you don’t want to repeat them. Be understanding and forgiving of yourself and know that you are trying to better yourself as a person.

This might sound paradoxical in the context of writing to yourself, but as a rule never refer to your body or actions as not “you” – meaning never treat your body as a separate entity that is or isn’t doing things right. Often times when we treat our bodies as tools that we are using. We punish them or pollute them, because we own them and we want to use them to have more fun. And some how they are not “us,” they are our bodies. When you don’t treat your body as a part of “you,” you’ll begin to grow numb to what your body is telling you and one day you won’t be able to tell how you feel. That’s when really bad stuff can happen. So as a rule, when you think about your body, think of it as a seamless part of your soul. “I feel __” is an easy way to think of it.

Talk honestly with yourself in this journal. Instead of writing, “I don’t even remember what happened…” as though someone were reading it, write down what you know is the truth. Confront your actions and feelings and don’t be scared of them. This is where you process information so you can decide what you like about yourself and what you don’t like and aspire to change. It’s only for you to help yourself act in alignment with what you really want, and everything you think and feel is okay.

• Do work on yourself in different ways. Take concrete actions toward bettering yourself. Anything and everything counts: new hobbies, taking new classes, healthier eating. Try a couple at once: start exercising more regularly, groom yourself with more care, take up a new hobby, and read a book that will help you grow as a person. Do the things that take effort – that are not as fun as watching trashy TV, but are still enjoyable. Push yourself to choose things that you think will make you a better you, not what you think others will say is cool. Even if they’re little habits and hobbies, they’re still worthwhile.

• Aspire to be kind, always. This one goes a long way. It’s hardest to do when you’re mad, but just by wanting to be a nice person is something that will change how you feel about yourself a million percent. If someone is rude and you can let it go and even be kind in the face of it, what that shows you subconsciously is you are a good person, and stronger than any insult.