It's all Mirrors and Smoke

Things you need to do after college

2011-09-23T10:41:00.000-07:00

1. Rest. Because you want to and because you have to. Your parents may tell you to work immediately, but don’t feel compelled to do as they say. Take your time and take it wisely. The years ahead of you will be long and stressful, and it’s just right that you enjoy at least a month without worries. This is your time now. You’re free to do whatever it s that you desire.

2. Believe. Because you want to and because you have to. People will tell you that you’re not good enough, and you will lose your faith in yourself. That’s just normal. But at the end of the day, just believe. That everything will be okay. That everything will fall perfectly into its place. Just believe.

3. Wait. Because you want to and because you have to. Because the right time isn’t always now and the right time isn’t always soon. You will see other people get to their goals faster than you do, but that doesn’t mean you won’t get there. You will. Just wait and continue pushing for it. Your time will come. It will.

4. Pray. Because you want to and because you have to. Times like these are rough. You’re somewhere in between knowing what it is that you want to do with your life and figuring out what else it is that you can still do. You cannot do this alone. Nobody can. You need someone you can lean on, someone who will answer. And though the answer may not always be yes, but it will always be for what’s best.

5. Strive. Because you want to and because you have to. You’ll never get to your goals just because of prayers. Or just because you waited and believed. Like what they say, life is a constant battle for survival. So you have to fight for it, fight for it real hard. Hold on to what’s truly important and never let it go. One day, someday, through hardwork and perseverance, you’ll finally be able to say you made it. And when that time comes, you will look back and be thankful. Because by then you will see that life has been good to you. It always has been. And it always will be.

Thank you.

2011-09-20T12:58:00.000-07:00

I like having my blogger. I like knowing that I'm not always being followed and that I don't always have to be careful with the things that I say.

I like having my blogger. I like knowing that even I can rant and no one will judge me because of that. I like knowing that I'm not gonna be in trouble because I posted something that someone else was thinking of posting.

I like having my blogger. I like knowing that no matter how I blog and reblog at Tumblr, I'll always have a home to go home to at the end of the day.

Did you say beautiful?

2011-08-05T17:38:00.000-07:00

When I was young, I read many kinds of books, including fairy tales. Most of the books described heroes being impossibly handsome and heroines being unbelievably beautiful. So, I believed I had to be beautiful if I wanted to become a great person. It was a hard time for me. Whenever I looked at someone who was more beautiful than me, I get really stressed.

As I grew up, I began to realize outer beauty was not so important to make someone good. I know someone who has the heights, the looks and the money too, but she was really arrogant and nobody even liked her.

She believed that she could do everything she wanted because she was so beautiful, but she lost all her friends one by one. The good part though, is that she learned a lesson: inner beauty is more important than outer beauty.

But that doesn’t matter. In this world of advertisements where we’re being bombarded with stick thin models with porcelain white skins, it’s hard to believe that anybody would even dare try to date or like you.

And that’s the thing, people will be rude. They will look down on you and tell you things that would hurt you and wound your soul. And no matter what blogs and forums say about outer beauty not being important, you will feel and know that it DOES matter. The question is should you let these people and these things make you feel unloved?

No.

Because you are loved. And that’s the only thing you have to know. When people get you down, don’t simply raise your middle finger. Look them straight in the eye and tell them I WILL BE BIGGER THAN YOU. Walk tall, you won’t be inferior to other people if you don’t allow them to be superior than you.

Let this be your mantra, darling. Hold on to it and get back to me when you’re ready to tell the world you fucking survived.

2011-08-05T17:37:00.001-07:00

You Don’t Have to Be Pretty. You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”.

Oh, it will be better

2011-08-05T17:36:00.001-07:00

“I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

2011-08-05T17:35:00.001-07:00

In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That’s as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But loving something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.

Second mail, my inbox is waiting

2011-08-05T17:34:00.001-07:00

Hi guys!

Sorry for being MIA for the past couple of days. I got caught up in the whole Pottermore thing and as you all know by now, it’s kind of hard to get out of. Looking for the magic quill has been sort of like a sport to me. Yeah, I’m sick like that. I’m gonna miss it when it’s over. But that only means one thing… my dear owl, I’ll be waiting for you. Eeeeh!

BTW, I made just one account. Thankyouverymuch. And to those who made two, three, four, whatevz, multiple accounts on purpose for themselves to give out to their followers or to sell them on Ebay or just for the heck of it, may you all rot in hell. I would totally get it if you did it because someone asked you to. But if you did it just so you could post on Tumblr that you have an account to give away, pssh, that’s REALLY low. You could have offered to help silently, randomly searching if anyone’s having trouble registering or finding the quill. Hence, the need for you to volunteer to give them clue on where to find the quill or how to register. But multiple accounts? Seriously?

And also to the people I’ve spent the nights (or days, depending on their time zones :p) with looking for the quill, I want you guys to know that I had fun. And that I still believe I belong to Gryffindor, even if you say otherwise. Hehe.

So, we just have to wait for a couple of days for the real magic to begin. Teehee, I’m ecstatic.

Marilyn Monroe said...

2011-08-05T17:33:00.001-07:00

This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you’re going to mess up sometimes, it’s a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you’re going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they’ll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, somg go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they’re your true best friends. Don’t let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they’ll come and go too. And babe, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can’t give up becuase if you give up, you’ll never find your soul mate. You’ll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn’t mean you’re gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don’t, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about.

Coming home

2011-08-05T17:28:00.000-07:00

All my posts from Tumblr are being imported. Hold on, sit tight.

Taylor who?

2011-05-07T19:57:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry, but I'm watching Vampire Diaries Season 2 and someone told me that this certain Taylor is much, much hotter than this guy that I'm currently crushing on. Can you enlighten me?

Just kidding. Of course I know who Taylor is, for I have once in my life, asked him to marry me through posters and online websites. Again, just kidding. Forgive my very dry wit. I just woke up. But anyway, do wolves really have to be THIS hot to play wolves? I mean, come on! Abs vs Fangs? I'd go for abs, thank you very much!

And hello, that smile? That gorgeous head of hair? I am beyond infatuated. I sound like a 13 year old hallucinating bitch, don't I? Gross. But seriously... if these wolves would like to bite me, I'm all for it :p

Bubbah

2011-05-07T03:39:00.000-07:00

I'm trying to put on a bitch face right now because I am dealing with such a bitchy situation and I, ladies and gentlemen, have never been on this type of sitch before. So this is all new to me, new and foggy.

I'm thinking of going back to school. It has always been part of the plan anyway. I love school and if only the Philippines is like Denmark, who pays people just to study, I would gladly spend a lifetime in school. But as it turns out of course, I was born on the wrong part of the globe.

Anyone of you guys willing to sponsor me? Anyone willing to sponsor a poor, tormented soul? Sigh, you won't? You can't? I am so sad.

I must reiterate that being bored has it's lows.

Sessions

2011-05-07T02:04:00.000-07:00

I was in high school when I first met these people. Well, not all of them. As Eric and I knew each way back fourth grade and Joyce and I are kindergarten classmates (WTF! I still remember). But high school was the time when we all mingled and became quote-friends-unquote. I'm still not sure about that.

High school was fun, but when everyone is already working and everyone already has the moolah to spend, it's waaaaaay better!

What do you think?

2011-05-07T02:00:00.000-07:00

I wonder, can it always be summer?

This is How I put a Stop to It

2011-05-07T01:57:00.000-07:00

I feel like crying sometimes. At the movies, or during certain sappy TV commercials or while reading a Nicholas Sparks novel. And at other times too, when I couldn’t even say why.

But tears seemed useless. I couldn’t see the point of them or how they fixed anything that that was wrong. Besides, the idea of crying reminds me of feeling weak and incompetent.

Crying never changes anything and it gives you a really bad headache in the morning. I read once that if you don’t cry, all your tears would back up and make a pool inside you, until one day, someday, maybe when it’s very inconvenient, you’ll have to cry. I don’t know whether to believe that or not. But if you ever feel like you’re going to cry, you can stop it by squeezing the bridge of your nose and looking up like you’re trying to see the top of your head.

Great Third Post

2011-05-07T01:53:00.000-07:00

I'm spamming. And I don't feel guilty. Because I am bored. And I know that you are too. It's funny how I can write so much stuff when I'm bored. It's funnier that it doesn't make sense but you are still reading it. And I'm really tempted to say 'gotcha', but I'm afraid you will stop. So, let's forget about it.

And please forget I even said that.

You know how everyone is starting a fashion blog right now? Is that the 'in' thing? Cause if it is, I might just make this one. I'm always out anyway, and I'm always dressed. Well, not designer clothes of course, not even decent clothes. But they are still clothes and Coco Chanel (did I even spell the name right?) once said that a girl should be two thing: classy and fabulous. I am a green light on the fabulous... but I'm not sure on the classy. And I'm not even asking anyone of you to be the judge because you might remove the fabulous. I'm scared.

And again, I must say, that I am bored.

Wicked.

2011-05-07T01:44:00.000-07:00

Work is only fun because of the people I spend time with. I'm thinking that maybe I'm not really meant for all this work stuff and shit. I'm not supposed to be working for someone or for a company, but hey, this is how they all start. This is how we all should start.

I graduated last 2009. And since then, I've had three jobs. Ha, not funny. I know, you're all probably thinking that I am such a whiner, but the thing is, I'm actually not. I'm only like this when I'm alone, when no one is looking and when no one is listening. You see, I like engaging myself with small talks with myself. I sometimes ask myself if this is really the life that I want for myself and then of course I'd answer myself with a pathetic sigh. Wow, there are a lot of "myself" word in this paragraph. I'm such a self-absorbed bitch.

But really. I wish I could move on. I wish I do not have so much responsibility. And most of all, I wish I'm not being so hard on myself. Because I am and I always will be because I know I can do so much better than what I am doing right now. I also wish people won't look at me and tell me that I'm wasting my life in the industry that I am in right now, because that would suck and that would make me feel like I am a loser, and that there is no point in even trying to push myself up in that ladder.

Gahd, that was a long and boring post. But isn't that the whole point of having a blog? No? Well, I guess I'm wrong.

Who knew I'd be coming back?

2011-05-07T01:33:00.000-07:00

And of course, I will go back. I always do. I am Blogger's prodigal daughter. But you see, this time I'll do better. So now, let's get it on.