Austerity

DSD - Dance Social Disease

I am not fond of dance socials, junior-senior promenades, and the like. What's the reason? The dance and the chat combined into one? As for me, why won't we just sit down and have some chat? Anyway, the last dance social that I attended should be the happiest one. Why? Because I only danced once. ONCE is more than enough. Indeed, my "no dancing record" was not implemented, somehow, one matter broke that fad of mine.

I don't really care if I am a dance social bummer and such.

One Small Book

Way back when I was in high school, as I was silently sitting on one of the Monobloc chairs while looking around the cluster of students inside the library, something came into my mind. I realized that I wasted a lot of time and opportunity. I could've been happier than sorry; famous than tardy; talented and ready. Most of all, smarty pants and Miss perseverance. As a result, a poem was composed last year which I condensed a month before I went to college. Yeah, I am going to be a college student again. Boom!

One Small Book

If you could learn in a small, small book

how much you'll learn in the book you shook!

for idleness is the course you took,

and never a book you tried to look.

For in these books doth knowledge billow,

than to rest your head on a pillow;

to feed your brain so you could swallow -

such simple things for you to follow!

Thus we're fortunate as you can see;

fore these books were made for you and me.

knowledge exists for everybody -

so take this book for wisdom is free.

So like I said, in these books doth knowledge billow (more like a tide!), it's an overflowing water that may deluge a whole town. Yeah, I hope I'll be learning more..

The Valentine’s Suicide - For Your Eyes Only

Oh at last, I made a short story. This story is part of “The Valentine’s Suicide” which is composed of tragic romances and love stories. Right now, this is my first (and half-condensed) story for this epic compilation. As usual, my passion and meticulous taste for tragedy is present. Tragedy happened to be one of my middle names. I call this - For Your Eyes Only. You'll know it why it's called this way as you read the entire story.

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February 14,

11:04 pm

-- A girl was found dead inside her bedroom. She hanged herself.  According to her friends, they last saw her talking merrily to her boyfriend on the other line earlier that day. They never heard her say any negative words to her boyfriend and that they know that the two had been in a relationship for a long time. Her parents were aghast. The authorities searched for any possible suicide letter. Inside her pocket, a letter was found inside an envelope, ready to be given to its recipient.

Dearest Kurt,

            I hope that I can still give you this letter personally. I understand that you’re going to loose your sight. I love you so much baby. How I wish that your family can afford your operation. I can help you a lot but my parents won’t let me. I know how much it hurts your feelings each time my parents say such stinging words at you. I would really like to help you even if it is against my parent’s will. Had it not been for my parents, maybe you could see better by now, or better yet, you could have been cuddling my by now.

            If no one can provide an eye for you, please, allow me to sacrifice my eye for you. I know that we already talked about this but please, I beg of you. I’m willing to sacrifice just for you. This is how much I love you. I rather be blind than to stand blameless about your condition.

Inside this letter is a check that is more than enough to pay for the entire operation. My parents already know about this sacrifice of mine and that there is no escape for me. I’m sure that I’ll be grounded forever.

I love you so much baby and I wish that you would accept my gift whole-heartedly. I hope that you could recover as soon as your operation is finished. I love you so much! (14344!).

P.S. To whosoever picks up this letter, if ever I’ll never be able to give this to Kurt, please bear with me. Please make my baby see the beauty of the world again. I know how foolish I am to do this sacrifice but it doesn’t matter. I am doing this to show that love has no boundaries. Whether you’re rich or not, we all have a right to love because we all have a heart. To my dearest Kurt, please, take care of my eyes.

Love,

Caroline

Caroline’s parents decided not to advertise this horrible event on the television. The number one thing that they had in mind is to fulfill their daughter’s wishes.

February 15,

9:45 am

Kurt never heard anything from his girlfriend again. He thought that Caroline was mad at him for an unexplainable reason. He got a phone call from Caroline’s parents and that he will have an operation the following day. He is so excited. He wanted to ask Caroline’s parents about her but he had set it aside supposing that her parents were still mad at him and that they’re only doing this to make her happy.

February 16,

7:04 pm

The operation was really exasperating. Kurt had no idea that the eye came from his girlfriend. No one told him about the death of his dearest. All he ever wishes is that the number one person to greet him and hug him is none other than Caroline.

February 20,

6:31 am

After few days, Caroline’s parents visited him. They congratulated him and praised the doctors for the successful operation. The eye transplant was really expensive. All expenses paid by Caroline’s parents. Kurt was extremely bothered that he asked about his girlfriend. Caroline’s parents thought otherwise. They said that she is just some place else and that she is not mad about him. Kurt had a sigh of relief.

Everything went perfect and smooth-sailing. He can see well. When the time came that he has to remove his bandages, he wishes that the number one person he can see is his dearest Caroline. However, she is nowhere to be found. He thought that her parents were just lying to him. He thought that Caroline just fulfilled her wishes for him and after its fulfillment, it’s time for them to say good bye to each other.

February 14, the very same day when Caroline committed suicide

Caroline’s parents presented Kurt the letter which Caroline wanted to give him. Kurt burst into tears. He told himself, “For what is the purpose of this vision if the one that I love is forever out of my sight.”

Later that night, he hanged himself too. Everybody was shocked.

“…a life without my girl is utterly useless, all these things she did for me without any hesitation. I can no longer stay in this world if everything that I can see is nothing but bitterness and that the only sweetness that I wanted to see is gone forever. I can’t long for her anymore. If death separated us temporarily, death can also bind us forever.”

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That's another suicide. The next story under the compilation The Valentine's Suicide shall be added soon. I hope that I'll get over my "suicidal" thoughts.

Lemie’s Valentine’s Day After-shock

They say that “Actions speak louder than words” but what if you’re in the case of what I call “Long Distance Affection” (LDA). Now how can you express your feelings to someone you like? Verbally or not, this is indeed a problem (or you’re making a problem).

 

In segway, February 14 is such a day for me. Well, my supposed-to-be tasks were wholly broken. What I mean is that the overall outcome of this day worked out the other way around. I remember what Archie said in the hit comic-book Archie (Double-Digest): “Sometimes you get your wish but it’s not all what it’s cracked up to be.” Like for example, in that very day, I wanted to play computer games, yeah, I was playing but I’m not supposed to be playing Dance Battle Audition that day OR I was supposed to play that game for I’m going to get married (oh shucks, it’s just a game). Indeed, I was in a room of love and marriage but I’m just in Watch Mode o_0. How do you like that? It’s quite appalling! All I get from the other side is nothing but QUAINT FLATTERY! In which, flattery is defined as “cheap praise” by professionals.

 

I was so disappointed that very day – Valentine’s Day; except for the fact that I spent 5 hours in front of the computer at my favorite place GMick. Yeah, that pc rental is the best! It’s just almost 1and a half blocks away from my place. Back to the topic, at least, I get to spend Valentine’s Day in my very own traditional way. Good thing that I got someone to talk to on the other line (telephone) while facing some disappointments through text-messages. In addition, I’m also glad that someone called me. Woooh, now that’s a matter indeed! If you’re reading this, thanks dude, you spiced up that day though I never thought you would o_0.

 

Just before my Valentine’s Day, someone even sort of, (errr…) said that HE LIKES ME! I know, I know, what did I do? I’m not even doing anything to you and you like me? (Inaano ba kita ha?). It’s just another one of those “Magnetized Being.” Crap, forget about it.

 

Mostly, Valentine’s Day is just another ordinary day of indulgent with my DEAREST computer. Oh, my date is none other but COMPUTER. Yes, I love computers. I hope that you love me too (LOL). Prepare to go BOOM!

 

So what really happened that day anyway? According to what I’ve recorded in my journal:

“I am writing chunk by chunk (The Valentine Suicide). I thought that I’m buckled up already but no, I’m not. I am so wrong. I even split up with him by my foolish ‘ACCIDENTAL DESIRE’. I tried to split and then BOOM! I was soooo shocked.”

That’s it…o_0.

 

So why after-shock? Yeah, I got another dream again. It seemed so real (na naman!). This time, it’s not about a former admirer (no more lousy creeps!) but it’s about someone I admire (what the?). He called me twice, then BOOM! I woke up early in the morning and it’s really cold. It’s just a dream (goody-goody!). What matters is that I woke up and I was able to survive another cold night, while everyone’s worrying that they have no “hug-mate” to keep them warm (LOL). I don’t have to worry about that. Good thing there’s my doll Annika Elaine to enfold me but she’s not even hugging me back. Oh well, thanks to my goody-goody BLANKY (the blanket)!

 

Oh boy, I’m listening too much on pop and ballad songs that somehow, I get surprised to hear rock and heavy-metal songs (System of a Down!). Woooooh, I hope that I’ll get a great day. I still have some matters up-for-grabs. I’ll settle them by this week. Oh yeah, I bet I can. Besides, someone’s taking care of my dear ^_____^.

 

The Post-Valentine’s party at church (institute class) will be this Friday. I don’t want to attend. Me? Valentine’s Party? No way. Should I say that I am allergic to such and even some dance socials? I AM ONLY 17 YEARS OLD! It’s a woman’s preference-style so technically, I should be the one asking a guy for my partner (like a date? o_0). No way. I don’t want to do that. I am no display. I don’t want to go! Though, somehow, I wanted to. Why? Look at them go! Like I said, observing humans and understanding men and women is one of my goals (likewise..) it’s really amazing.

 

Anyway, I’m going to be dead from online games for the mean time. I’ll have a HIATUS. It’s because I ditched a lot of books and knowledgeable resources galore and the remaining weeks will be a bit busy for my brain. Oh yes, I want to be little-miss-brainy or little-miss-smarty-pants! So much for this online-game indulgence? I’m afraid so. I really need to snap out of it. So I’m buckled up now. I’m on the rear of the future. It’s time to get in front and I’ll ride my own merry-go-boom!

 

PLANS:

1. Finish      my story entitled “The Valentine Suicide”
2. Compile      my list of jargons and expressions.
3. Make      my mom and dad’s masquerade for their party.
4. Finish      my little sister’s project.
5. Read,      read, and read.
6. Finish      coloring my drawing (it’s been stagnant for months!)
7. Make      tutorial/graphics for ANIMESHARE (Yeah, it’s like I don’t know how to use      PS anymore).
8. My      church matters! (Yeah, it’s fun ^^).

 

Wish me luck or do I need to PUSH MY LUCK? (Wammy wammy wammy!) Anyway, I don’t need luck, I need assistance. Thanks to the Almighty ^_^.

 

The Valentine ThingThe Valentine Thing

What is Valentine’s Day? Obviously, it is the 14^th day of February. It is a special day of love missives, hearts, sweets, and any matter that represents the word LOVE. Of course, everybody (or most people), wants to be involved in Valentine’s Day right? In which, he or she will have a quality time with his or her special someone.

 

Valentine’s Day appears to be a special holiday. Well hey, it’s NOT; but somehow, it is. Why? Simple, because most people gets eager and therefore, prepare themselves for the coming of this event into their footsteps. Isn’t this true? Of course, most people assure themselves that they will not let this once-in-a-year event to slip away instantly without being in-season.

 

Now, have you asked yourself, what do you do every Valentine’s Day? What happened last year to your Valentine’s Day? Did you engage yourself in a date? Made a letter to you loved-ones? Or stayed at home and remained isolated from the world of love and felicity? Now, the big question is what if you don’t have a special someone? Or you are not a special someone that another person yearns for? Now then, there isn’t anything for you to envy about couples here and there that displays a picturesque matter to you. It doesn’t matter anymore. There’s nothing for you to envy about those sweet couples or salivate over them. There’s no need to worry! It’s time for some change around here. Get up and do something!

 

For this year, if you’re not planning to ask someone out or simply spend Valentine’s Day the traditional way, why not do something new and extraordinary? Why not do something that you haven’t done before? Or why not do something that you often do the other way around?

 

Valentine’s Day is not all about doing the things that the people around you perform (as the event says). It’s more about doing the things that you LIKE and you LOVE to do. Be daring and achieving. If the “love thing” hit you badly, and you decided to ask the girl you admire to go out with you, if ever she turns you down, you have no right to curse Valentine’s Day forever. Would you even believe that some people did that? Of course, that’s totally appalling!

 

Consciously and unconsciously, we find ourselves in the state of deep confusion towards someone that we really admire. Now, if you were never able to smoke this matter out of your head and continue to suppress it all in the depths of your mind, well this is the perfect time to do something about it! Besides, like I said, it’s something NEW and I’m sure that it is something that you would LIKE and LOVE to do. Don’t worry about the fear of rejection. Everybody tastes rejection anyway. I believe that rejection is detrimental especially to one’s pride and expectations. Anyway, if you experience rejection on or before Valentine’s Day, there’s always another day. Why not try the other day? Valentine’s Day is not a day for expressing love and love alone. There are other days. It’s just that most people confess during this day. It doesn’t matter if you miss the opportunity. MAKE an opportunity.

 

How does it feel to admire someone who never admires you back? I know it’s disastrous if you figured that out. DON’T EXPECT. Expecting is sometimes elusive for it turns the tables of hope and gives you puddles of disappointment. Your loved-one may accept your love letter and treasure it. However, that doesn’t mean that he or she accepts your admiration. You know what, sometimes, when COOL people receives love letters their heads get big. I mean it. Shouldn’t they avoid too much sarcasm about themselves? Hey, they’re lucky that someone admires them. However, it is indeed true that when we are admired too often, we loose humility and transform into a bootless air-head.

 

Now, if we will give a letter to someone, make sure that it’s something that can make the person, whom you’ll give the letter to, admire you back. You may not be able to express your feelings to him or her by mere words but now is your time to shine! Be creative and be promising. Who knows? Maybe by that letter, that special someone you admire may eventually notice you. I would like to tell the whole world that A LITTLE LOVE LETTER WON’T HURT ANYBODY! Never mind the rejection, don’t mind the laughs and the humiliations. It’s NOW or NEVER! Don’t let the opportunity slip away. Like I said, MAKE an OPPORUNITY. This is it; fate showered you with a 24-hour opportunity. Don’t be too bashful and exorbitant in your letter. Don’t get too carried away.

 

Sweets such as candies and chocolates are also one of the hot picks for this event (go check E-bay). Valentine’s Day should be sweet and not sarcastic. Therefore, sweets are present and are served in a date (Belgian chocolates anyone?). Since sweets come in various prices, all people, rich or not, has the capability of buying one. It doesn’t matter if your chocolates are expensive and the candies you bought are cheap. As long as it comes from the heart, all is well. I highly suggest that a pastry is also a good idea. Pies, cakes, cookies, biscuits, and the like are as good as candies and chocolates. In fact, the more personalized it is, the more special this event would be! It would even be better if you’re the one who’s going to make these sweets. Guys appreciate a girl who makes these sweets themselves.

 

The venue, don’t forget the venue. Fireworks display, a walk at the beach, a picnic in the park, or a simple gaze at the night sky. You’re all set. The more unique the venue is, the more special this event would be. Take note that watching movies and roaming at the mall is so mediocre. THE MALL CAN’T PROVIDE THE ENTIRE WORLD FOR YOU!

 

Don’t forget the dinner-date. This baby is a piece of candy indeed. For this part, this is a very remarkable opportunity for you to know more about the other party. This usually occurs after watching a movie, biking in the park, etc. Of course, if it just happens that you are so hungry; remember that you’re in a date. Show respect. Don’t let hunger strike you. Add some garnish to your dinner-date by having some musicians provide the background music for you. The sweet tune of the violin is an A PLUS!

 

Flowers, they don’t last forever but its memories do. Flowers may wither but hey, I repeat, ITS MEMORIES DO. The rose serves as a symbol of a never-ending love. Flower shops are busy this season, and the prices are going to increase. Flowers are so typical. A message altogether with it should never be missed. The significance is that, you can tell how many admirers a woman has by the amount of flowers she receives.

 

The huggable stuffs; in other words, the stuff toys. The bigger the stuff toy is, the more huggable it is! The stuff toys represent the giver. In which, when the receiver misses the giver, she will hug it! Relative, just relative.

 

It really doesn’t matter if you don’t have the material things to give to your loved-ones. What matters is that the meaning of Valentine’s Day should not fade away. Most importantly, let us not forget that love is not just for someone. LOVE IS FOR EVERYONE! Let’s spread the love this Valentine’s season. Happy Valentine’s Day everybody!

 

 

Ken and the Unexplainable Dream

I was reading the dictionary last week when I came across the word KEN. I stopped for a few moments and smiled to myself. I remembered that I already know that word. I happened to forgot about it. Silly me, I guess I have been eating too many JUNK FOODS with MSG (Monosodium Glutamate). Thanks to MSG, I loose more brain cells, as though I don’t have any medulla oblongata. The word KEN is a Scotch word which means, “To know” or “descry”. I thought that I’ve been too indulged over computers that I am neglecting my passion for learning through books. I realized that I skipped reading the dictionary for almost a week. That’s how much I want to learn. Each day is a wonderful day of fun and learning. After all, I remembered a short slogan that is posted along the hallway in my high school which says, “Life is a series of graduation”. In which, I am yet too immature to graduate and that I should still know more. I was reading my journal earlier then I’ve noticed that apparently, there’s one name that I keep on mentioning in some articles. Why? It’s like this: I’ve been dreaming of a certain man that I knew last year. It’s really odd for me to dream about a guy in a specific manner. In which, I wasn’t even thinking of this guy before I sleep each time I dream about him. Of course, if I can’t sleep, I count sheep. This guy doesn’t even jump over the sheep’s fence but how come I get to have a dream about him too often? This is somehow disturbing, at the same time, it is a sweet illusion. If I will sum up the number of times I had a dream about this guy, would it be appalling if I say that I dreamed about him for 6 times already!? Look, I don’t want to give names but this thing is really interrogating. Of all the many things that I can dream about, how come it involves me and this guy? I mean, I can dream about being a teacher inside a classroom, I can dream about being a billionaire, I can even dream about being in Egypt, but why this? Why, why, why, oh why? It’s not really dreadful, but like I said, it’s really troublesome. Good thing I list my dreams more often than I used to. At least, I get to trace those happenings with this unfeigned reality where you and I belong. My dreams about him are really getting too crazy. For instance, in the very first time that I had a dream about him, I was staring at the window and I covered myself with a thick blanket and I was severely austere. Then, after few moments, I felt something warm and hugged me! (ZOMG!) Then, this guy even said this: “My love for you will not last until the flight. My love for you will be yours forever.” (FCOL!) What, what? I can’t comprehend that shot! That is just the sweetest statement I ever heard from my dreams. What if someone will tell that exact statement? Oh, crap. I have no idea. After that scene, I found myself in the plane with that guy and DAMN! We’re holding each other’s hands. And POOF! I woke up. I think I lost myself in a dream. Why oh why does it have to be him? Why not with RAIN? (LOL) What does that thing mean? What did I do wrong? I am not even thinking about other stuffs, only about myself. The only thing that I remembered before I slept that night is the following: a. I placed Annika Elaine insider her box. b. I read the dictionary. c. I prayed. d. While trying to sleep, I thought about graphics and web-design. So what? Errr…I can recall that some people describe dreams as “the unconscious desires of a person while he or she is in reality.” I don’t even desire that scene! Explain, explain, explain! I think I need to KNOW…Can someone let me know, pretty please…In fact, I had another dream about this guy. The fifth and the sixth dream, really. How I wish that I didn’t returned to bed! 7:30 a.m.: I woke up early because of the continuous slamming and screeching of the bed room door. My sister keeps on getting in and out of the room. I woke up from my dream. In my dream, I was with him to rendezvous, blah, blah, blah. Then, I slept back again at 9:00 a.m. 11:00a.m.: I woke up from the same dream. What is this thing? Err…explain it to me? Where’s a modern-day Joseph the Dreamer if you need one. This is such a discussion indeed. What I can remember is that last night, as I was struggling to have a sleepy head, I thought of the game Studio E-Go! It’s Japanese and I have a lot of CG arts from it. Why, what now? Se7en’s song “Tattoo” is currently playing in the background. Woooohhhh…I’m currently listening to Korean songs either Pop or Hip-Hop. Few hours ago, I watched my favorite show: Pops in Seoul. I saw the music video of the song HEY YOU by CHAKRA. Oohhh, that’s one song in DB Audition PH! That’s so 8 years old. The song was way back in the year 2000. Brrr….it’s cold in here. I’m at home and I wish I can have a warm glass of ginger brew. Oh, now it’s WITHOUT YOU by 1TYM. Love songs. They’re really controversial. Anyway, I am looking forward for more dreams. I wish that someday, somehow, someone can explain this peculiar event to me. Please, I beg of you people…please….

Lemie’s Chinese New Year

Chinatown

is very busy again. You can see a lot of people carrying with them some red boxes which is Tikoy, different variety of fruits (such as quiat-quiat and small pineapples), and even some auspicious charms. This is the time of the year in which the whole town celebrates the coming of the Chinese New Year as based on the Lunar Calendar.

 The clattering sound of the musical instruments fills up the air. This can only mean one thing – there is an ongoing Lion Dance or Dragon Dance. Other sounds include the continuous honking of vehicles, the booming of fireworks and fire crackers, and the sound of busy Chinese people greeting each other KUNG HEI FAT CHOI.

Last night, I saw the very beautiful fireworks from 4^th floor of the tenement where I reside with my family. The fireworks were breath-taking. I don’t have to go else-where just to watch at those wonderful displays. I can actually watch the fireworks display right here at home. I sat on the elevated portion of the apartment corridors and gazed at the lovely view before me. While being captivated by the magnificence of the said view, I thought that something is missing (LOL). Watching fireworks display is a colossal thing for me. It would be great if I have some special people here with me. Never mind. Do I have some special people here? End of discussion.

Red is the most prominent color for this special occasion. In fact, I happen to be wearing a red blouse right now. One funny thing is that this is a part of a tradition. I suddenly asked myself, “Do I follow traditions and beliefs?” Of course, there isn’t any harm if you swing with the traditions and beliefs or not. Wearing something red right now is a haphazard matter. When I opened my cabinet, I was amazed to find out that I have plenty of red clothes. Geez, how come I don’t even wear them?

Speaking of traditions and beliefs in accordance with this event, Feng Shui experts are abounding. Earlier this day, I was reading the newspaper which my sister brought last night. In this newspaper something about the Year of the Earth Rat is included. I thought that it would be really nice to read it so I gave it a shot. While reading various articles related to this year, I found out that the Year of the Earth Rat is not really great for those people who were born under the Year of the Horse (1906, 1918, 1930, 1942, 1954, 1966, 1978, 1990, and 2002). As a matter of fact, I also found out some “forecasts” about those who were born in the Year of the Horse. Here are the following forecasts:

February: Expect more than the usual amount of hostility this month. Practice your communication skills to smooth misunderstandings and brush up on your conflict-handling skills.

March: Give importance to your health this month. It would be a good idea to make sure that you have a regular doctor. A physical checkup would not hurt either.

April: If you feel that your life has been stuck in a very boring routine lately, this may be the month to end that. Changes will abound in the various aspects of your life and this is the time to start something new.

May: You may be on the path of gaining wealth. However, you should be on guard against severe misfortune.

June: In the work place, you may find your work being recognized and well compensated for. I f you are in business, the sales figures may look good and it is time to take risks.

July: Be on guard against violence and remove yourself from threatening situations. It may be wise to take extra precautions against burglary.

August: You may find yourself advancing in certain aspects of your life thanks to helpful people in your life. If you are in a new field and wish to learn more, it would be wise to find a mentor.

September: You will need to stay strong this month. Disaster and misfortunes such as loss lurk around. Be very cautious with the steps that you take and do not court danger.

October: Romance is in the air. If you have been hurt in the past and have closed yourself to others waiting to protect your heart, now may be the time to reconsider that and allow love to come in.

November: If you are feeling grumpy and argumentative, try not to take it out on other people. Be careful not to lose your temper easily. Realize that you cannot always have your way all the time and have to give in some times.

December: You are more vulnerable to sickness and mishaps this month. December may be full of festivities but take care not to overindulge and try to squeeze in enough rest and exercise. 

*source: Commuter Express (It’s free ^_<).

I find jollity in my forecast, especially the one in October. Romance is in the air? Oh come on! I can recall that the horoscope yesterday for Scorpios says that something good will happen in my love life and that there will be a surprise (LOL or even LMAO). Please, romance never entered fully in my life. Enough of this hilarity.

As I continue to read more about other related articles in the newspaper, there are also some counters against the misfortunes that may possibly befall among us. These are what experts call “Charms”. Charming isn’t it? There’s the Luck 8 Charms used for turning bad luck into good luck. It is also suitable in gambling luck. Sorry, I don’t gamble (Mah Jong anyone?). Another one is the Five Bats Dzi Garnet Charm. The bat is an emblem of happiness and longevity. The five bats together represents the five blessings of old age, wealth, health, love of virtue, and a natural death. Do I really have to obtain such charms to combat misfortune?

In addition, I also found a list of the things to eat for the Chinese New Year. Some are as follows:

Nuts: Symbol of growth in luck.

Lettuce: Symbolizes rising fortune.

Long Noodles: Long life (DON’T CUT THE NOODLES!)

Fish: Abundance

Prawns: Happiness

Abalone: Promise of wealth and abundance

Oyster: Good fortune in all things

Candies, Cakes, Chocolates, and Biscuits: Persuasive speech power.

Tikoy: Unity in the family and harmony in relationships (Stick together!)

*source: Commuter Express (It’s free ^_<).

I also found some tips on how to jump-start the New Year! Oh really? It’s not really bad if I follow or disobey these traditions and beliefs. In fact, I ate nuts just to try out what will happen. I believe that these principles are just random stuffs and incidental. Although there had been some testimonials which prove the effectiveness of following these principles, I believe that it is yet to be proven. This thing will only face intrigues and interrogations in Theology. Prepare for a long discussion…

Somehow, it seems like this New Year is a real New Year than January 1^st. Yeah. It’s quite lonely either. I mean, I wanted to enjoy this time so much. However, I can’t. Is it the negative forces? Do I need to consult a Feng Shui expert? How exasperating!

Overall, it is still quite early for me to proclaim that this year will end up in rubbish. Should I even say that I laugh at horoscopes? They’re not really satisfying. It will never be enough to suffice the future. God is still the one whom we should put our trust on.

 

Clandestine Resentment

Yesterday, I went to my previous school – C. Arellano High School (Manila North). I was so disappointed because none of the papers/forms that I requested from that school was given to me. In fact, the request that I made was even rejected; in which, I don’t really like the word rejection concerning this matter. Why? Just when I thought that I can grasp on my papers and taste the lavishing joy of education, my verbosity was even used properly, the request letter that I made was exceedingly fine, and then all I get is rejection! In addition, I even waited for a week then when I went to the records section of the school, I received a very delightful rejection which I highly resent.

So tantamount was my anger as that of a raging volcano ready to erupt. I was highly elated to towards the coming of that day when I can get what I desired, and then all I get is rejection? I really hate being rejected especially when the possibilities of achieving is definitely high.

Instead of being a tornado and show callousness, I was able to keep myself calm and control my feelings from pouring over the teacher-in-charge in the school’s records section. I even approached her with an amiable tone of speech and a nifty smile. In return, she didn’t even looked back at me nor said anything accommodating to me. She left me stand in front of her instead of saying, “Take a sit.” Thanks to the presence of my common sense, I did the initiation to sit in the bench.

Just as soon as she stood up and turned to me, I handed her my request, and gave her the reason why I was standing before her- that I was there to claim the necessary papers that I need to avail the on-going college entrance examinations instead of using the honorable dismissal from the college institute that I enrolled from. I presented her my request letter once more and judging by the look on her face, she just skimmed through the words in my letter and asked she asked me again why I was there. She told me that the school can only produce those papers/forms that I requested once, and only once unless those forms were lost; and if lost, I would have to make an Affidavit of Loss which will even have to be processed at the Manila City Hall for justifications.

To make the story short, the resolution is like this: I have no other option but to go back to STI College and take my Honorable Dismissal whether I like it or not.

Naturally, I would argue with her and start a fiery debate. You see, some of my former classmates were able to acquire some of their records from our school but how come my request was disapproved? It’s just a simple request and yet, she can’t even manage to grant it? I gave her my reasons and I talked like a college student, yet, she still persisted that I should not have the records? Absurd!

Good thing, I didn’t start a debate and exasperating interrogations. Instead, I went out of her office agitated and ready to burst my emotions. I calmed myself down by saying this simple statement, “Thank you ma’am.” She didn’t even turn back. How rude!

She did her job though. However, did she manage to do it the right way? Moreover, just because I face her alone doesn’t mean that she has the right to storm out her natural side of being irate over me. She spoke of her side sarcastically! Of course, I am such as nice girl whose precious pride was broken. The feeling of importance and appreciation that I desired was tremendously unsatisfied; so unsatisfied that I even wanted to leave her a short note that goes like this:
“I commend you for you dedication to your job. It’s hard to be jobless these days. Likewise, it is also hard to be uneducated these days. The next time you would face a situation like unto mine, you may want to see yourself in my shoes and imagine how discouraged you made me feel and that you took a single flower in my bouquet of hope.
P.S. You may want to post this to the mush and morbid brain of yours.”

However, I didn’t make a note like that though I desired to. Apparently, she chose who to respect-isn’t that obvious. Maybe because she thought that I am uneducated well.
After all, who cares if she is educated well if her manner is extremely devastating and provocative?! On the part that she actually judged an aspiring future educator like me, I do resent that. She simply underestimated my capabilities.

I used to be one of the school’s representatives in some contests in the league of computers and business proposals. I shamefully admit that I was such a looser but I did my part for the school’s sake. I devoted my time and effort for the training instead of watching over my classmate’s and schoolmate’s iniquities and massively drooling over cute high school boys.

One day, when I will be an educator, I will see to it that my manners are never similar to hers. The way how she treated me directly reflected her unfavorable manner in handling and interacting with people.

Instead of going back home with higher hops and pleasures, I went home discouraged and struck with disappointment. In other words, I went inside the comfort room and wept.

I am not yet through with that teacher. I don’t know her name but who cares anyway? My friend from that school doesn’t even know her name and told me, “Oh, that irate teacher?” That statement says it all. I should’ve given her a peace sign back.

Until this extent, I can’t comprehend why she faced me that way. Instead of smiles and graces, I implanted resentment. How would she feel if I said that I was wrong though I am not? Surely, not even a creature in this world would object me if I admit that I was wrong. If I even argued with her, we would just end up trying to please each party without even understanding the greater cause and justifying that neither is right nor sufficing.

While I was listening to her explanations, since she displayed before me an appalling impression, I remembered James 1:19-20 in the New Testament. It says:
“19 Wherefore, my beloved brethren, let every man be, slow to speak, slow to wrath:
20 For the wrath of man worketh not the righteousness of God.”

I made a mistake that I easily got angry. Had it not been for the wisdom of God, I could’ve caused trouble. I am glad that this incident didn’t destroy my passion of becoming an educator someday. Moreover, my hope even got stronger and I developed a stronger conviction that I will definitely be a good educator whose will and desires shall never falter.

Upon the arrival of this event, I would like to contemplate more about the behavior of human beings since I’m currently reading a Psychology book (though I find it not much informative). Our natural instinct is indeed difficult to defeat. Unless we combat and find an alternative against these weaknesses, we would definitely the winner among ourselves. Our greatest enemy is not our neighbor but only ourselves. Rest we assure that we can surmount ourselves against out personal weaknesses, surely, we will be a better person.