Holy shit this.
—— the cutest way of reminding myself that I am a FIGHTER. Mooch says it all. He reminds me everytime! ;) #notetoself #cute #teddybear #toy #display #staypositive #staystrong (at Magsingal, Ilocos Sur)
OPTIMISM AT ITS BEST
Giving up is not really my thing but these life lessons taught me that somehow since shit happens and there are moments in life that you get pretty stuck with tough decisions, giving up is way an option. Sometimes giving the hell up is easier and will not complicate things even more. Deciding which is which will make you think which should be prioritized in the first place. Sometimes it’s the best thing to do because at times, it is the only option left. If a person chose to give the hell up instead of continuously fighting though she had given her all, it only means that this person has been through a lot of thinking albeit the fact that she can still do much more than that and her all is not yet enough. I came up to the point when I realized that this problem that I am facing right now is not anymore a problem to be solved but a lame fact that should be accepted. I argue a lot because it’s really hard for me to give it up, same problem, same arguments, same sides, same old shit and still, no appropriate solution. Most of my arguments leads the bottom line which should be a solution but it always end up with a “forget it” closing remarks. It made me think that there were moments in the past that the solution is always not taking my side and in fact, others’ opinions matter and therefore the one that is being followed. As time goes by, I realized that although it is not what I want, it turns out to be good in any way though not the best turn. My Dad once decided for me and lead me to a new and different path which I did not imagine to be as good as it is but as a matter of fact, it helped me improve most of my skills. He said it’s where I’m good at and yes he is right, I guess. But there were also times that make me think, “What if…” What if I still fought for what I want and followed what my heart wants? Will I end up proving myself wrong and what he thinks right for me is really right or I end up pursuing what I want and get successful instead? Nobody can tell. I took chances because I feared the idea that I may not fit in considering the fact that it’s not what I thought to be in but still, I tried accepting the whole new path that will then be leading me on. That’s when I started loving taking chances because I did not fail myself and that made me become proud of myself in fact I became more courageous of taking even a very small chance in every situation because I know that even if it will not turn out to be what I expected it will always leave me something, it’s either a success or a lesson to be learned. Taking chances helped me start things over. I started adopting a new environment, met new friends, learned new things in life that are not possible to be learned in my small world where I play safe. I learned that difficult things are learned in a hard way where there’s no room for playing things safe and easy way to get things through. I still commit mistakes, I stumble and fall but since I learned things in the hard way, it became easier for me to get up and say, “Anyway, there’s more to that. Shit happens and life does not stop for anybody not even with a single stupid mistake.” And then I move on. I can see things clearly now and looking back made me see that I am strong, tough and clever that no matter how many times I fall, I will always rise and go on try again or try another way instead. Same old process and all you can do is deal with it. Chin up, face the world with a smirk and put in your mind that sticks and stones will not break your bones, being a coward will. Optimism at its best. — (naughtygalaera)
Do you ever want to slap yourself in the face, because you know you should be doing something productive, but instead you choose to sit in front of a laptop for hours on end doing shit that has no beneficial impact on your life and this just happens day after day after day and still you refuse to accept the fact that you have a problem.
“Trying” freaked me out.. I fucked up things and end up realizing that it isn’t the “right time” yet. And what’s important is that I am ready if ever he come along. I want the next one to be way different.. but I won’t wait because it’ll be a SURPRISE and it will be worth it… in time. Tiwala lang =)