Second OPTION

Most of the times, we always seek for the best. One that will satisfy mostly on the standard of our wants and not into our needs. Maybe it's a human nature that when we choose something or someone, we always make sure that we take the best and if it doesn't work- we take the second option.

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Just this lazy Saturday afternoon, I went to the kitchen to find some thing to eat but since I've just eaten my lunch, I looked at the available fruits on the fridge's door where oranges and an apple nestled. At sight, my saliva ran on my tongue while thinking about the sweet pulp of oranges until my hand grabbed one fruit below  -the apple.

While I was comfortably sitting on my couch, I looked at the apple on my hand thinking

"why I chose it despite that it was my second option?"

and an idea popped up in my head.

Commonly, second option is always taken for granted when someone claims that he has a better fish to fry, a person who could actually supplement the things what the second option doesn't have.

Admit it or not, I still believe that many of us give the first chair to the person who is pleasing and good-looking in our eyes and we just give a so-so attention to the second one. It might not be our intention to be prejudice but we are honestly doing it. We are clouded by our norms of fancy without thinking that there is also someone out  there waiting to prove him\herself to us- a person who has unique and better personality than the first option. I am not saying that after I write this entry, I will be fair to all the people around me, I just realized that we should not only see the beauty of our second option after we messed-up with our first one.

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Finally I took my first bite and juices dripped off.  I enjoyed licking them. Another bite and the taste became sweeter. See- second option is not totally bad. (try)

I love you number EIGHT

 

"Anong chapter kana?"

(hush.............)

"Ano ba Jei, you have good concept bakit di mo tinutuloy magsulat?" she added

"katamad dude eh and I have to learn more " I shortly said

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Siya si Jillian, ang bestfren kong babae, sobrang saya ko when she came to mylife because I really long to have a girl friend like her. She trusts me with her secrets and vise versa. Marami kaming pag kakatulad- magbasa ng books, manuod ng movies at mag sulat. Actually, mayroon nga siyang na published PHR story ang "I Love You number Eight" at sa sobrang saya at supportive ko ay di pa ako bumibili ng libro niya (lakas ng tama no. busy eh). Ok lang yan, panoorin ko nalang sa TV ang teleserye adaptation niya. Diba Jill?

Bakit nga ba ako tinatamad mag sulat????

1. Pag nag susulat ako, sabay edit na kasi (mali daw un kasi mawawala ung flow ng idea mo) peo ganun ako eh kaya minsan sa kaka edit at kababasa. Iyon naboboringan na ako.

2. Tatlong stories ang gusto kong isulat ( Fantasy novel, Family Short story, at Suspense Novel) dami no??? Sino nga ba di tatamarin??? at diyan kami nag kakatalo ni bestpren kasi more on love story siya.

3. Busy din ako kababasa ng Hunger Games ni Suzzane Collins at di ko pa natatapos ang Girl With a Dragon Tattoo ni Stieg Larsson at nasimulan ko na naman ang Angels and Demons ni Dan Brown. Oh san ka pa sabay-sabay!!

4. At huli, kailangan din naman pumasok sa trabaho. Dahil pagod, pag uwi sa bahay ay nuod nuod din ng TV at tulog tulog din. So ano time ko mag sulat?? (sigh)

Kayo pano ba kayo mag sulat?? what are your motivations?? how your hands weave great stories?? share naman diyan.

It's more than ABCD

Her words cracked in my eardrums.

"Gusto lang ko po maging elementary teacher, mapurol lang po utak ko" ( I just want to be elementary teacher, I only have featherbrain) she smirked after saying the words.

BboOoOm!!! the words exploded and I'm totally upset. The intensity of her statement is more like reaching the highest wave length in the seismograph. Very alarming.

Being Ignorant is inescapable human condition but to remain one is an option. According to John Locke in his Tabula rasa theory "human brain is born like a clear sheet" meaning the mental content doesn't exist at birth and it is in the individual who will nurture it. Multiple intelligences, in contrast, believes that everyone has already innate knowledge or talent during the process of conception which the person only needs to develop it as he grows up. Whatever be the correct theory between the two, both of them dwell in the idea of responsibility in self development.

Reality check. A person entering teaching profession because he is dull is no longer new to me. Sad but it's the truth and don't judge them. Actually, I have nothing against these people because I believe they have special capabilities that make them great teachers on their own way however I just hate the way they look at themselves and how they just simply accept their limitations which stops them from learning new concept.

If you want to be a teacher, make an introspection. Assess and ask yourself what makes you at least good teacher in the eyes of your children because once you admit that you only have feather brain and use teaching as your opportunity to escape your condition and be called professional, You won't gain my respect and worse even to the society. Use your personality as your reason to be part of the team and not your weaknesses, because in this field being intelligent doesn't always matter. I remember talking to my colleague after she was insulted by one of our co-teachers, she admits that she's not good enough in language and she already aged in the teaching kindergarten however, if I try to assess them, people respected more our kinder teacher primarily because of the attitude and the patience she's giving to her pupils are immeasurable. She might not inclined in advanced academic subjects but she studied how to be a good agent in dealing different personalities of small children while teaching. Passion counts.

Opps...AMININ

 

   

Ang susunod na Entry ay rated G- patnubay ng magulang ay di kailangan.

 

AMININ - ung unang tatlong entry ko ay masyadong Emo. Oo na! pano naman kasi sinulat ko ang mga iyon sa gabi na ako ay nag iisa at ang ihip ng kalungkutan ang aking naging kasama. Peo ngaun? Iba naman. At ito ay tunay na nang yayari sa aming opisina.

 

AMININ, Sa TRABAHO ang daming magaling, ayaw patalo, lahat may alam. pasabog, BOOBM! Totoo. Ung tipong alam ni B1 ung konsepto at nag papanggap namang alam ni B2 (sarap katusan diba?).......mamaya-maya hala hayan na! ang mga mata ni B2 sumisilip sa monitor mo kung paano gawin ang ang tamang proseso. kunwari chika-chika, pa fren fren. Iba-ibang teknik parang ninja. Ang kaibahan nga lang ng mga ugaling B2 inbes na hands' projection ang gamitin tila may kakaibang Ninjitsu ang lumalabas sa bunga-nga para maging pasikat na palaka. Tsk.

 

Stolen MEMORIES

Its been years and yet I can still feel the infliction irking inside of me.

All I thought, living from you at bay will help me moving on from our past but this odd feeling is extremely towing me towards you. Tonight, the deep silence of the evening only reminds me the same time when we both fuel our curiosity. It was our innocent year of our life, a year in the school which supposed to be a season of gaining knowledge only but NO we took something from each other which the book can't give.

Do you still remember how it all began?

It was a cozy evening of August and a bright star was gazing us through the open window.

"Mark" you said with your soft voice

"why?"

"have you been kiss?"

"I haven't, you?"

"not yet too. How would you like to experience it?"

"I want to be perfect" I whispered

after that, dead air came between us. I was thinking at that moment picturing myself dancing with someone while beautiful music is serenading the place until..................

Skrypton Jei

People think he has no mask
but beneath his eyes have hidden facts:
the truth and sorrows screetching from the heart
under his sheet has kryptonite

Everyone gazes in the sky
Like pheonix as he flies
but during the dead of night,
nobody knows in labyrinth he cries

The falling dews he has to stop
his inside battle he needs to fight;
but folks only see the "S" in his cloth
not the broad shoulders that full of loads

 

 





 

Forget the ALPHA

Could it be possible to forget your past?
Maybe, maybe not.


Sand prints the history of footsteps, so as life. Our decisions and actions in the past leave marks to the people around us however unlike the footprints on the sand- it vanishes. The wind and even the waves from the ocean help to cease the markings of the steps.

I talked to my friend over the phone yesterday and the core of our conversation was all about me and my past. I told her about the admiration I feel toward a girl I met in Greenhills- her being gorgeous and simple made her more beautiful. When I first saw her, I said to my self "I like her" which there's nothing wrong about it. We are both single.

That same night,  I got her  phone number but instead of texting her, I just kept it and I am hesitant to make a move because of one thing -my past. What if, she will totally become my girlfriend and she learned something about me? will I endure it seeing her crying because of that? and if I tell her everything about myself, am I ready to take a rejection? or maybe I am just putting clouds of doubt in her mind.

I know, no matter how hard I revert the things I did, I won't change it anymore. My friend over the phone told me to forget the alpha and be someone new but many "what ifs" are still running in my mind.

I just  hope that one day,  the wind will perfectly forget my flaws in the past and a wave of changes will definitely cover them all.

22 years with my TWIN

It has been 22 years and Change has been my twin as I grow up.

I remember the last time I went in my Alma Matter, I was talking to my grade 5 adviser about the requirements needed for my teaching application. We were chatting for almost 5 minutes when she finally asked my name,  “I am Jei Son, Ma’am “ I courteously said, her eyes wide open and I can’t totally paint her face “ Wow” she exclaimed. “I am surprised, you’ve changed a lot and look at you now ”she added after recognizing me.  She did not expect that after 8 years she will meet me again as teacher

Maybe or indeed she was correct that I’ve changed a lot.

Time changed and keeps changing me not only my physical appearance but also my point of view because of the experiences it brought to me. The happiness and most especially the pain escorted me to take every opportunity to change and improve in all possible I can. I grew up as ordinary person: I played  when I was elementary, made friends when I was high school and  studied a bit seriously when I was in college (pretty cool and easy right?) but along those journey , people who measured, criticized and mauled me became my passport to be better. “Easy life, prove them wrong” I said and most of the time it works however there were aspects that they did not change me as well and one of those is to keep the life light and simple: be jolly, laugh as much as possible and crack jokes with friend , opppsss……….maybe those are reasons why I look younger (joke). Anyways, as of now, I am enjoying myself as a Call Center Agent but I am planning to teach again but this time here in Makati… I’m hoping!