Saturday, October 20, 2012

10.20.12

It's your first birthday up there. 


I know you're having a blast. :) 


Yet, I hope you'll appreciate this simple gift...


No words just can't express how much I miss you.


I love you Ate, so much!^^

" *Photo backgrounds courtesy of Smilebox.
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Thursday, October 11, 2012

On Grace Week


It’s that time of the year again. It’s that time when you casually come across walking zombies on the hallways. It’s that time when you get to sit beside someone in class who eventually slumps on your shoulder and flies off to dreamland. It’s that time when the most approachable person you've known in the campus suddenly snaps at you just because you borrowed a pen from her. Yes, it’s that time of the year we call hell week.

I may not know where exactly did the term come from but I have been in the university long enough to experience and know what hell week is.

Hell week, more than you’re recent failed relationship, is what keeps you wide awake at night, sometimes even up to the wee hours of the morning. It severs your relationship with the comfort of your bed. It makes books and papers the softest pillows.

Hell week is the reason why planners were created. These planners, whether big or small, gets easily filled during this time. If you’re the minimalist type, you could write your schedule on colored Post-its. You just have to be prepared for a newer, more colorful wallpaper in your room.

Hell week keeps your status updates and tweets sweet and simple. It’s what makes you write to “Math (insert course number here)”, to your “Reaction/Reflection/Research Paper” (or *gasp* Thesis) and even to a month (October/March) online and tell them to be kind to you; as if they would reply or as if they would be done on their own.

Hell week is a major crisis for students. You could rant about it, shout at it, cry over it or even decide to ignore it. But you could not escape it. It’s something you should face.

However, there’s always the other side of the coin -- if hell week exists then so does grace week.

Grace week is when, after a sleepless night, you would have your mom preparing breakfast for you. She would make sure you get just the right dose of caffeine for another day’s work. It is when your dad would get home early from his night shift at work and seeing you’re too drowsy to commute would drive you to school. It is when you rant to your younger siblings about your school requirements and not knowing what anything else to do, they would just hug and kiss you.

Grace week is about managing your time in such a way that despite a toxic week ahead, you could still look forward to a Friday night out with your girlfriends. It’s seeing a movie with the gang after a draining exam on Statistics. It is even about not skipping a scheduled make-up class just to see your crush.

Grace week means having more time surfing the Internet, not just for research and online requirements but also for socializing. It’s about knowing you’re not the only one struggling.  It’s about cheering up those who are also having their own difficulties. More than status updates and tweets, you could share a useful link or an inspiring meme. Perhaps you would also find someone online who could help you on that paper you’re writing.

Here’s the catch: hell week and grace week occur at the same time. It’s just a matter of perspective. It helps to see things in a different light. It’s also just a matter of attitude and disposition. Believe that all of these shall pass. What’s important is we treat both hell week and grace week a learning process. We’re free to choose what situation will we put ourselves into.

I have had my fair share of both hell week and grace week. I may not know where they came from or how long do they really last, all I know is that I try to seek and experience one more than the other. How about you? What do you choose? :)

Friday, August 24, 2012

On (No) Regrets


            Tempus fugit.
            Time does fly. It’s already way past the middle of the semester. Sooner than we expect it, finals week would be around the corner. During times like these, I find myself stuck among a lot of random and not-so-random thoughts.
             I really hope to graduate this coming March and I see this semester as a very crucial one. In fact the past years of my college life had all been crucial. Almost six years of being in the university taught me the importance of being prudent in making decisions about my academic life. Now that I’m getting near the so-called “finish line”, I would like to think that I’m making the most prudent choices.
            Tension of opposites.
            As course requirements pile up, I get to be tempted by Facebook and Twitter. As required readings get thicker, I get lured to watch a movie with my siblings. As reporting dates get closer, I get enticed to catch up on lost sleeping hours. Others may call it typical or even plain student weaknesses; I call it my perennial problems.
            Thing is, I’m getting tired of this (seemingly but hopefully not incurable) sickness. It’s a vicious cycle that wears down my system. As much as I’m convincing myself that I know my priorities, my actions show otherwise. I’m really getting tired of my own attitude at times. I wish I could do better.
            Regrets.
            I came across an article entitled, “Don’t Regret Regret” written by Kathryn Schulz. It begins with a story of how Schulz regretted having a tattoo at the age of 29 made her regret it the moment she stepped out of the tattoo place. She had a massive emotional meltdown because of it. According to her, it shocked her big time because she prided herself on “having absolutely no regrets.” The tattoo experience taught her that “lamenting things in the past is an absolute waste of time.”
            At this part of the article, I managed to tell myself, “Hey kiddo, are you taking this down?”
            Schulz aptly defined regret as “the emotion we experience when we think that our present situation could be better or happier if we had done something different in the past.” She further enumerated the top six things (based on some researches) that most people regret in life: decisions pertaining to education (33%), career, romance, parenting, various choices about sense of self and how one spends (or fails to spend) his/her leisure time.
            I absolutely get her point. What we regret are decisions we do about the things that we really care about. The choices we do in these areas of our lives terribly affect us. And for Schulz, we experience regret in four terrible ways. The first one is that of denial, and then a sense of bewilderment, followed by an intense desire to punish ourselves and the fourth phase would be perseveration where we focus on the same thing obsessively and repeatedly. These four phases create an infinite loop making us feel really miserable. Schulz, however, adds a fifth one and that she calls an “existential wake-up call.”
            I guess this is the part where Hope enters the picture. The author moreover explained how we can be at peace with our regrets. First, we have to take some comfort at regret’s universality. It happens to all of us and we can't escape it. Then, we should learn how to laugh at ourselves. We should not take ourselves too seriously - we deserve a break. And lastly, we can make peace with our regrets through the passage of time. Time indeed heals all wounds.
              Now, writing this post may or may not be something I would regret later, but I’ll take Schulz’ word for it: “We need to learn to love the flawed, imperfect things that we create and to forgive ourselves for creating them. Regret doesn’t remind us that we did badly. It reminds us that we know we can do better.”  

Monday, March 12, 2012

Sibling Love

"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal.
Love leaves a memory no one can steal."

It has been exactly three months since my Ate died. It was also a Monday when it happened and for some time, I feared Mondays. I'm just grateful that I was at home that time. Nevertheless, things had been really painful.

I have three other siblings left. And I'm just glad we're sticking with each other. Unknowingly, we're easing each other's pain. Time and again, I'm thankful.


"A sister - a special kind of double."



With the Goddess and the Little Prince.

At the end of the day, I'm glad I have them. Needless to say, our Ate is dutifully and happily watching over us from above. :D










Friday, March 9, 2012

Tension of Opposites



Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, bu you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted. A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band.

- Tuesdays with Morrie, Mitch Albom


I have been dealing with a lot of contradictions lately.

I have been making wrong decisions, committing mistakes and hurting some people these past few days.


It's a struggle I always have to go through - working things out, opting for what's right, being better.

I'm looking for something (even someone) to blame but I always end up frowning at myself in the mirror.


The best that I can do is to make myself believe that these will all pass: my overwhelming hang-ups.

This may or may not work but if there's one thing I really need and want right now, it's understanding.


It's such a big word considering the fact that I can't even understand myself...

There, I'm doomed. T.T


P.S.

Could someone just tell me not to be too hard on myself?

It might also work if you could talk some sense out of me...




Saturday, March 19, 2011

Vulnerability...


If there's one thing I'm really good at,

it is making myself vulnerable...

Vulnerable to pain, to rejection,

To anger and frustration.

Vulnerable

Even to a seemingly endless jeer of "yiiikeee!"

that haunted me from UP to PHILCOA.

Yeah, right.

Some secrets are supposed to be shared,

Even if it makes me

Vulnerable.

:)



Monday, February 14, 2011

On Love and Everything Else...


To love means to open ourselves to the negative as well as the positive -- to grief, sorrow and disappointment, as well as to joy, fulfillment and intensity of consciousness we did not know was possible before.
~ Rollo May

And so, too, I speak of love: he who is held by it is held by the strongest bonds, yet the stress is pleasant. Moreover, he can sweetly bear all that happens to him. When one has found this bond, he looks for no other.
~ Meister Eckhart

A sweet truth: When God knows you're ready for the responsibility of commitment, He'll reveal the right person under the right circumstances. Wait patiently. Don't waste your time searching and wishing. Grow and be ready. You'll see...God will give you a love story far better than you could ever dream of.