discovering vapid

now i know who VAPID is.

after reading a comment here in my blog, i asked some of my students who, as far as I am concerned, are following my blog. they were not vapid, they didn't knwo him...

i settled to the probability that i wouldnot be able to find who the mysterious commentator is and i let the days pass by.

finally, one day, as i hitched my way through facebook, logged-in in pet society, i saw the name...and i figured it out..hahar


the scream of silence

...funny that through turbulent times I find myself silent. Quiet. Intense emotions grope my heart that not a word escapes my mouth.

I find myself fascinated by the way things move about, interlaced, tangled,bound to lead from one thing to another. I feel that if I say something, do something, these moving things, these course of events will change their paths. So I keep quiet. And I accept the pounds, the scratches, the punches with open arms.

and I find myself satisfied. Somehow I begin to uderstand that the world is not about ME only. I am but a piece, a minute piece of my own existence. I can control my decisions, my choices. But I cannot control how the world moves.

I am an individual. But I am a part of the world.


mental dialogue II

In all the things I am going through right now, I am grateful that I have friends who never tell me what to do and what not to do. I am thankful that inspite of the negativities I have, they continue to encourage me.


giving a damn to quitters

I have never been a fan of quitters. Being competitive, I excel more when I a challenged, when I am bullied. I don't stop until I get my own share of the cake. That is why I can't understand people who quit without trying. I hate weaklings who half-heartedly do things they are asked to do--just because they don't like to? They don't have the potentials? Their groups mates don't like them? to hell. They haven't even tried doing the tasks. In their minds they limit themselves to a category and never venture into deeper waters.

It's foolish.
They keep on saying "Knowing what you cannot do is more important than knowing what you can do." Well, that's a whole lot of a crappy alibi. It doesn't give them a sacred reason to refuse a task. As if everyone is asking them to jump from the King's tower and die.

Haven't I quitted once,you ask? Of course, I have. I am a human being. I used to quit in a lot of things before I learned that " The words 'I CAN'T' are better used sparingly. I give importance to the things I can't do but I don't let them stop me. I don't give a damn if it is hard as long as I have to do them(and if the task is worth the try) then I will.

Should I care if people don't like me? I won't let them affect me. I won't give them a reason to like me either. I don't care if they have stayed longer in the workplace. I am given the opportunity to stay in the same area because I am worthy and I must show that. They might as well die in frustration of kicking me out. When I have to leave--WHEN I REALLY HAVE TO QUIT, I'll make sure that I will leave something good, something to amrk the place that I once have been there. I WON"T LEAVE WITHOUT A FIGHT.