my favorite holiday...
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masakit pala ang mabasted... ang sakit sakit pala...
thank God, naramdaman ko na. siguro yun yung kulang sa recipe ko... para mas magkaron ng lasa. ang maramdaman ang rejection...
hay... ang hirap pala pag ang nangyayari e hinihingi mo ang pang-unawa, yung tipong kailangan mo talagang magmakaawa para maintindihan ka... at least ngayon alam ko na kung pano ang nararamdaman ng isang taong nabasted. walang ipinag-iba sa kung ano ang nararamdaman ko ngayon. hay. ang sakit pala talaga.
masakit ang mabasted.
This whole thing is slowly turning in a different league. It has been a hurdle. But the sad thing is who’s hurdling. Yeah. Hurdle can’t be a hurdle without the people running and jumping. It is getting too tiring, really. Encouraging people, making them understand how to see the situation. But how can you encourage a person who already surrendered all of his arms and just be with you in the war that you are in? How can you manage to tell them that being in a battle without guns and explosives will not let them survive and will lead to losing the war? How can you open a door that does not exist on the other side? The saddest part of the story is when you are misinterpreted if your only goal is to let them see the other side of the mountain – flip the coin. What is really striking is that, timing gets out of the way, many, many times. It’s really difficult, pushing to something, if you are all alone; believing on something that you know is really close to happening. And you already saw the light at the end of the tunnel. But the frustrating thing is if the people with you deny what you see, simply because they are looking at a totally different side. That is the thing that I am afraid of experiencing… I hope not…
I received a message from a friend. It is really odd, if you are on your day to day basis. These are the questions:
Kuya mahirap ba pagkatapos ng college? Pano nagbago buhay? Maypinagkakagastusan ba kayo? Nakikialam ba family mo?
Kuya, is it hard after college? How did it change your life? How about your expenses?
Does your family involve themselves? (I don’t know if my English translation is the best translation… ehehheeh)
Well, the above questions, as I presume it, are really interesting. And I haven’t reflected on this yet. I mean, not specifically.
Life after college is a little tough but really different from your college ways. In my experience, I did not really find it hard when I was searching for a job. I found it really enjoyable. I mean, job hunting is one the most exciting experience that I had so far. Presenting yourself in the best possible way you can and actually measuring what you have gained from you college – it takes a little toil, but pays a lot when you get pretty good feedbacks. Now that I am already working, I can say that the only difference from my college days is that, I don’t really hold my time anymore. I cannot just don’t go to work because I just wanted to. Responsibility is slowly imposed on you because that is what is expected – you being a responsible individual.
My expenses are getting off hand most of the time. I think it is because I am so much enjoying spending for myself because I have not done that before. And it is very rewarding looking at the pieces of what you have perspired for. It is something to be proud of. Although, like what I said, budgeting for me is my worst talent. But it still gets me along from day to day.
I have the most wonderful family in the whole world. They provide me with a very reasonable way of letting me row for my own boat. They always tell me that I would just need to go whatever that makes me happy, and they will always be there to support me.