It’s a mistake.
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Dear body, I am sorry. I am sorry for how I treated you. For how I lazed around on the computer all day. For how I filled you with things that made you ache. But I promise to do better. I promise to treat you right. To fill you with vitamins and nutrients. My crunchy food will be carrots, not chips. My sweet snack will be peaches, not a candy bar. My eggs will make omelets, not cakes. I will take you out for runs and work your muscles. And in the end you will thank me. You will carry me wherever I need to go. You will fill me with confidence and help build my self-esteem. So, body, what do you say? Is it a deal?
(Source: a-lovely-me, via yannafeliciano)
“You see, it was understandable for me to want to be a tomboy and do “boy” things—because men are better, after all. But for a guy to want to be feminine? Unthinkable. Now, while this double standard affects men negatively, it’s mired in misogyny—the idea, of course, is that there’s nothing worse than being a girl. Think about it. Girls can wear pants; boys can’t wear skirts. Girls can play with trucks, but the minute I caught one of my little boy cousins playing with a doll, he threw it across the room with a look of shame on his face. It’s demeaning to be female, and boys learn that from an early age.”
Jessica Valenti, He’s a Stud, She’s a Slut, and 49 Other Double Standards Every Woman Should Know (via angrywomenoftumblr)
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Ulit-ulit? Hindi naman kasi bawal matuto.
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PHILIPPINE TOURISM POSTERS
Milk. I need milk.
I never learn. Sabi nang wag magkakape bago matulog. Isang tupa.. Dalawang tupa.. Tatlong
tupa..
At dahil hindi ako makatulog, naisipan kong pag-isipan kung ano na ba ang gagawin ko. Eeeee. I’m at crossroads again. Actually, gawa-gawa ko lang naman ang crossroads. It’s not as if bigla talaga akong naahinan ng choices ngayon at kailangan kong mamili. Naiinip lang talaga ako at maarte kaya nasa sangandaan ulit ako kunwari.
Hay. Gusto ko ng bagong gagawin. Hindi yung tipong voice and driving lessons (pero oo, gagawin ko talaga yun). I want something more long-term. Lagi kong sinasabing gusto kong mag-aral ulit pero hindi ko naman alam kung gusto ko ba talaga pag andun na. And to start with, hindi ko alam kung ano ang gusto kong aralin.
Gusto ko yata magMA ng Psych. Gusto ko din magculinary arts at magcruise ship. At dahil sa katatapos lang na eleksyon, gusto kong magpaka-PublicAd for once. Pero baka dahil lang ulit ito sa hype. Hihintayin ko munang matapos ang term ni Noynoy.
May ilang tao na nagsasabing maglaw ako. Hindi ko alam kung saan nila napupulot yung ideya ng Grace at law school, baka default answer lang sa mga taong nagtatanong dahil hindi alam ang gagawin sa buhay nila, pero hindi ako maglo-law for two reasons:
1. Hindi ko gusto.
2. Hindi ko kaya.
Keri?
Kung sa bahay ako magtatanong, hindi na ako magtatanong — alam ko na ang sagot nila. Umalis na ako nang Pilipinas. Ayoko. For one reason:
1. I feel that leaving the country is leaving my life and literally starting a new one. Ayoko nun, I’m too happy with my life.
Kung sa sarili ko ako magtatanong, hindi na rin ako magtatanong — alam ko na ang sagot ko. Maging housewife na ako. Haha. PERO it’s not as if I could be a housewife without a husband. Yun lang! Haha.
So ano na?
I could choose to shut this down, go to sleep, stick with my job and live a very convenient (but not necessarily luxurious) life. Pero di ba nga gusto ko ng bagong gagawin? Hence this entry. At di ba nga hindi ako makatulog? Hence this entry.
(Hindi lang yata ito basta crossroads. Parang nabasa ko yata somewhere na isa itong sign ng quarter-life crisis. For more arte lang. Haha.)
So ano na?
Situational comedy at its finest
Last week was stressful. I could really use some entertainment. Come on, 2010 elections, indulge me.
Think Different
“…because the people who are crazy enough to think they could change the world are the ones who do.”
Surprise of surprises.
Ngayon ko lang nalaman na nakapagpasok pala si Lito Lapid ng batas. So what does that say of legislators with ZERO bills passed? In 12 years and with P16.791M annual expenditure, at that. Oh yes, I almost forgot, they’re called honest and worthy AKA overrated AKA lucky son-of-a.. uhmm.. former president. Please. Let us not pass judgment and call them walang silbi. :)
