#Journal: November 21, 2017

Us human beings are no different from the universe. Neil deGrasse Tyson once said “There’s [sic] as many atoms in a single molecule of your DNA as there are stars in the typical galaxy. We are, each of us, a little universe.” Both are complex beings. For years we have tried looking for a definite, final answer to our questions like “why we exist?” or “what is really out there?” but to no avail. We have vague answers but most of the time we are faced with more questions.

No, I cannot give you a definite answer as to who I really am. My experiences and memories could show you. But, humans as we are, I change. I might not be the same person as I am last year or probably a few months ago. For days, months, years pass by I have learned from my experiences.

No, what you’ve done before does not ultimately define who you really are as a person. You might have done those things back then, it’s okay. We all make mistakes. Forgivable. It just becomes unforgivable if you do not learn from it or it does not become a wake-up call for you to do something to get yourself back on track.

These things that happened and are to happen to each of us makes us complicated beings. Each of us is an individual, unique galaxy. The good things are the Borealis within, giving colors in our initially black and white life. The bad things, on the other hand, are those dying stars and planets exploding loud enough to wake us up back to what it is in front of us.

We are like galaxies, complex and limitless. Each of us still has crevices in our soul yet to be discovered and explored. Boundaries yet to challenge.

Like galaxies, our souls are restless beings trying to find our ultimate happiness and purpose in life. Like celestial bodies, our bodies have a certain time limit. It is on us to make each of our lives better for us and for the people who care.

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Dear Cebu

Dear Cebu,

Due to unforeseen circumstances, I have to leave. It’s a sad decision but I have to. At first it was not easy to make this decision and it was not easy to transfer islands. I filled 3 huge boxes of my stuffs from here. Imagine! I almost had a life, or I had a life here. Oh, Cebu.

You were the reason I lived. My parents prayed to the Sto. Niño to have me. Every travel that we have we never fail to visit you.

Time came and I decided to study with you. University of San Carlos. I had a great time stressing out. It was hard and tiring, but it was worth it. I learned a lot.

Even though you’re sizzling hot, too hot for me, I did endure it as I try to finish my studies. I became an expert fanner (if there is such a word).

I made friends with your people and they were the best humans I’ve ever met. They were the friends that I’ll never forget.

You have fast cars. Really. Fast cars that would take my breath away as my life flashes before my eyes. So fast that they could beat African cheetahs.

Cebu, you were great.

Ok. My flight is being called. I’ll be home in a bit, and it’s for good. So, I guess I’ll see you around, Cebu?

Love,
Tasha

Wall of Shame.

So, I saw this article about Kris Aquino, a female celebrity/socialite/whatever here in the Philippines, telling Andrew Garfield that her movie beat the first Spider Man movie here.

How fucked up is that?!

And, who the hell would tell another celebrity, ‘hey, y’know? I beat your movie in this country.’ That is a form of humiliating that person, and that is not ok.

What’s worst? Kris bragged about her ‘top-grossing movie’ to Andy, which isn’t really that.

Kris’ movie was entitled, ‘My Little Bossings’ which also starred her son, Bimby. Unfortunately my Ma pulled me to watch that movie because she wants to know how Bimby acts. I didn’t like the movie at all. The story line was faulty, the camera angles were messy, transitions are a pain in the head, the acting does not suit the actors. It felt like I was watching a movie made by 5-year olds. (But, then again, there are even stories made by 5-year olds that are better than that movie) 10 minutes into the movie I got bored and I wanted to leave the theater. No one seemed to enjoy the movie, as the theater was silent. It actually wasted 180 of my money. It was NOTHING compared to Spider Man. How it became top grossing? The hell I know.

Now, I’m wondering why the hell is she interviewing them? Where the hell are our top journalists? What happened was a huge shame. Some journalist/movie critic deserves that slot more than her.

Poor Andy. He’s there, expecting that people will talk about his upcoming movie and his upcoming projects or whatever and here comes a person, who is not really knowledgeable on how to handle interviews, brags about beating Andy’s movie with her dumb movie.

To Kris, please please please don’t do anything that you can’t do. I don’t even know how you got in the roster of interviewers. Some movie critic DESERVES that slot more than you, even if you did that as a birthday gift for your son. And, watch your mouth. You don’t hail yourself in front of a world-class actor. Not all things that you do are right. You are the president’s sister and you should behave so you would not ruin your family’s name.

Oh, the fucked up people in this beautiful country.

My Filipino Assignment

Ok. This is my Filipino Assignment and I have to encircle the sentences that has some ‘tayutay’s in it. But before anything else, I want to share this funny assignment that I have.

We’ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it’s only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulp bits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me. He said, “I hope you don’t mine. Can I get your number?” Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn’t give it back? He explained naman na it’s so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, “Connect me if I’m wrong, but are you asking me ouch?”

“The?!”….ang sarcastic na sagot niya.

Aba! The verb! Parang siya pa ang nagalit! Persona ingrata! Ang kapal niya!

I cried buckles of tears. Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, “Isipin mo nalang na this is a blessing in the sky.”

Irregardless daw of his feelings, we should go ouch na rin. Now, we’re so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I’m 33 na and I’m running our time.

After two weeks, he plopped the question. “Will you marriage me?”

I’m in a state of shocked! Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it’s four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said “Yes.”

Love is so many splendor. Pero hung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces. Nagdi-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humorist ng, “Well, well, well. Look do we have here.” What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon!

She said they were still on. So I told her, “Whatever is that, cut me some slacks!” I didn’t want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. As is!!! I don’t want to portrait the role of the other woman. “Gosh, tell me to the marines!” I told her. “Please, mine your own business!” Who would believe her anyway?

Dahil it’s not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya sa panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I’m so happy. Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He’s so supportive. Sabi niya, “Look at is this way. She’s out our lives.”

Kaya, advice ko sa inyo, take the risk. You can never tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there.