Everybody has problems. Even the richest guy in the world has problems. That’s because we, as human beings, are insatiable and has unlimited wants. It’s just a matter ofwhat you do about those problems that sets you apart form other people. Even when I was little, I was taught that quitters always lose, and winners always persevere. Once you succumb to the weight of your problem and start feeling sorry for yourself, you lose. As a quote from The Kite Runner says, “…quitting is right up there with pissing in the Girl Scouts’ lemonade jar.”
Aside from solving the main problem itself, the most basic way we deal with problems is by the use of our coping mechanisms. These coping mechanisms are uses to overcome adversity, disadvantage or disability, without eliminating the cause of the problem. This occurs naturally and may help or harm us, depending on our reaction to a specific problem.
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You know that saying that states that God answers prayers as either a yes, a no, or a wait? Well, I’m not really sure where I can put myself right now seeing that my situation doesn’t fall off on any of those three answers.
Sometimes, one has to know the difference between faith and realizing that something’s just not planned for you and move on.
Just one of those things that add to my insomnia.
Well, you know what they say–zendagi migzara.
I hate reunions. Mostly because these things lose their meaning when in the company of airheads who are too eager to show off anything they have–expensive gadgets, high-paying jobs, stories about travels abroad, their weekly trips to expensive restaurants, their trophy wife/husband/significant other, their kids, etc. That’s why I don’t reply to high school reunions. Most of the stories there are exaggerations, people are either gonna fill your head with lies or try to suck on your success, and you wont remember almost half of the class anyway so why bother?
Aren’t reunions supposed to be catching up on old times? Swapping stories sans the exaggerated bullshit? Whatever happened to the old “get-together” where you’re drinking some form of alcoholic beverage and just having a good time? That’s what I like with the friends I have, even after a long time of not seeing or talking to each other, once the universe aligns just right and our schedules meet, the “reunion” begins. Of course we still hurl insults to each other and demean them in one way or another, it’s just that we know that our insults and stories are real and not smeared with mendacity.
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It’s just one of those days wherein everything seems to go wrong and I’m too bored to write in some systematic way. Whenever this happens, I tend to write in bullet form kind of like this and this.
One awesome thing that happened:
Several relatives came from the States to attend my nephew’s christening. It’s nice to have them visit and spend time with us even with their hectic schedules.
Now for the shitstorm:
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