1. zeadevone asked: Yo. Thanks :)

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  2. Ajinomoto (Taken with Instagram at Ajinomoto’s Crib)

    Ajinomoto (Taken with Instagram at Ajinomoto’s Crib)

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  3. Last night, I was completely puzzled by so many things. The feeling wasn’t something new but definitely one that was different. I felt like nothing’s going right. Things don’t fall the way I wanted it to be but that wasn’t the issue though, I just feel like giving up, and that’s something really different: feeling the need for me to just give up. I am not a “perfect” person like how others believe I am. It sounds like I already have everything when people start to confess admiration to my life even if it’s not “I hope that my life is like yours.” , “What else do you want? You have the best life.” , “If given the chance to change my life, I would love to live like yours.” Blah! Blah! Blah! Those were nonsense to me and such an applesauce. How I wish to live like theirs too. But yes, I do understand that people would normally think that I am living the best life based on what they only know. They think that I have the best family, considering that I can go out, hang-out or do anything even without notice to my parents. I can stay up late outside without someone texting me or checking on me from time-to-time. I don’t have curfew or “grounded” issues at home. I can drink, smoke or noise anytime in the house even with the presence of my family. But believe me, it isn’t the best! We don’t go for family outing or get-together, ashameful. My mother doesn’t want that. She tends to oppose when my siblings plan for something, she will surely tell us that it’s just a waste of money and her time. She doesn’t like going to our school for PTA Meetings, Program, Recognition Day and even Graduation Day. She will go get proxy for special ocassions, I always feel the awkwardness of having noone with you during Family Day. It’s a sad feeling when you see others do have someone with them. I can’t get used to it. I won’t. When I was in highschool I used to be one of the most popular in the campus. Being the Club/Org President of almost all the Organizations made me known to eveyone. Teachers especially those terrors were close to me, some of my batchmates envy me for that. I was a consistent honor student, they were amazed because I honestly, don’t look like one. I was an Sk Chairman that time, I felt being admired and my schoolmates and friends respected me. Eventually, it added to my popularity. Some showed admiration and made me feel loved. Everyone believed that I couldn’t ask for more anymore. They didn’t realize that I don’t want the attention, too much attention. I felt pressured. People judged me as much as they watched me every now and then. I joined the Barangay Election, two years ago, it was one of the risks I have to take in my life. Fortunately, I won. It’s nice to know that people trust me and allowed me to prove myself but there were also some who continued to critisized my work and my abilities. I must admit, I feel sad that I can’t please everybody, but I accepted the lifetime challenge of doing the best I can all the time. Sometimes, I feel uncomfortable with so many eyes looking at me, seems waiting for me to make mistakes. Don’t get me wrong, I like to be a public servant, I love my work, but the fact that I have to give up my privacy pissed me off. I feel pity of myself, thinking Superman is a lot fortunate, only few know him as superman, people won’t watch him when he’s without his costume. But me? With uniform or not, people always keep their eyes on me, my life wasn’t normal anymore. I can’t go outside the house with a “by-stander” look, which I am comfortable with. People tend to overreact to it. How I wish I can go visit my nearby friends without people noticing, recognizing and asking me too much things? Things related to work were fine but unrelated questions that were made just to compromise me in front of others were awkward. I want to escape from these horrible things, I want to enjoy my life as much as I love serving them. I know some people who like/love me. Some admire me but some hate me. I can also feel that feeling of being unwanted. Rejections and unaccpetance were part of being me. I was hurt so many times by the people I least expect. I loved and fooled by significant people in my life which always prove me that I can’t have everything I want. Caring too much for people who don’t bother themselves to care for me was a normal feeling already. There are people who don’t see my worth. People who don’t give a damn to show even a little concern for me. I don’t mean asking for return of whatever I give to them, but is it really too much if I want them to atleast, treat me right? I also have a heart that hurts. People seem to forget that. Yes, I look so strong and positive but behind those is my humanity; me being weak with negativities and unstable emotions. I want someone to tell me it’s okay for me to fall because there’ll also be someone to catch me and stand together with me. I want someone to prove to me I’m not alone and that someone will be beside me whenever I needed. Is it really too much for me to believe? This sounds melodramatic but believe it or not, I just wanted to make the readers realize that there is someone who they wish themselves to be, because of the belief that that someone has the “best life” when in reality, they don’t. We all have imperfections and frustrations that we continue to handle and live with, no one is really ahead from us. Happiness depends on our own point of view in life. If you want to change your life, change the way you think. Who knows, you live the life others dream to have, we just have to feel blessed and believe in ourselves. Life isn’t perfect and fair, but it’s worth living as always. We better get going. Be brave enough to cheer for ourselves as we become closer to success and true happiness with great love in our hearts. ^__^ (Taken with Instagram at Mystic Falls)

    Last night, I was completely puzzled by so many things. The feeling wasn’t something new but definitely one that was different. I felt like nothing’s going right. Things don’t fall the way I wanted it to be but that wasn’t the issue though, I just feel like giving up, and that’s something really different: feeling the need for me to just give up. I am not a “perfect” person like how others believe I am. It sounds like I already have everything when people start to confess admiration to my life even if it’s not “I hope that my life is like yours.” , “What else do you want? You have the best life.” , “If given the chance to change my life, I would love to live like yours.” Blah! Blah! Blah! Those were nonsense to me and such an applesauce. How I wish to live like theirs too. But yes, I do understand that people would normally think that I am living the best life based on what they only know. They think that I have the best family, considering that I can go out, hang-out or do anything even without notice to my parents. I can stay up late outside without someone texting me or checking on me from time-to-time. I don’t have curfew or “grounded” issues at home. I can drink, smoke or noise anytime in the house even with the presence of my family. But believe me, it isn’t the best! We don’t go for family outing or get-together, ashameful. My mother doesn’t want that. She tends to oppose when my siblings plan for something, she will surely tell us that it’s just a waste of money and her time. She doesn’t like going to our school for PTA Meetings, Program, Recognition Day and even Graduation Day. She will go get proxy for special ocassions, I always feel the awkwardness of having noone with you during Family Day. It’s a sad feeling when you see others do have someone with them. I can’t get used to it. I won’t. When I was in highschool I used to be one of the most popular in the campus. Being the Club/Org President of almost all the Organizations made me known to eveyone. Teachers especially those terrors were close to me, some of my batchmates envy me for that. I was a consistent honor student, they were amazed because I honestly, don’t look like one. I was an Sk Chairman that time, I felt being admired and my schoolmates and friends respected me. Eventually, it added to my popularity. Some showed admiration and made me feel loved. Everyone believed that I couldn’t ask for more anymore. They didn’t realize that I don’t want the attention, too much attention. I felt pressured. People judged me as much as they watched me every now and then. I joined the Barangay Election, two years ago, it was one of the risks I have to take in my life. Fortunately, I won. It’s nice to know that people trust me and allowed me to prove myself but there were also some who continued to critisized my work and my abilities. I must admit, I feel sad that I can’t please everybody, but I accepted the lifetime challenge of doing the best I can all the time. Sometimes, I feel uncomfortable with so many eyes looking at me, seems waiting for me to make mistakes. Don’t get me wrong, I like to be a public servant, I love my work, but the fact that I have to give up my privacy pissed me off. I feel pity of myself, thinking Superman is a lot fortunate, only few know him as superman, people won’t watch him when he’s without his costume. But me? With uniform or not, people always keep their eyes on me, my life wasn’t normal anymore. I can’t go outside the house with a “by-stander” look, which I am comfortable with. People tend to overreact to it. How I wish I can go visit my nearby friends without people noticing, recognizing and asking me too much things? Things related to work were fine but unrelated questions that were made just to compromise me in front of others were awkward. I want to escape from these horrible things, I want to enjoy my life as much as I love serving them. I know some people who like/love me. Some admire me but some hate me. I can also feel that feeling of being unwanted. Rejections and unaccpetance were part of being me. I was hurt so many times by the people I least expect. I loved and fooled by significant people in my life which always prove me that I can’t have everything I want. Caring too much for people who don’t bother themselves to care for me was a normal feeling already. There are people who don’t see my worth. People who don’t give a damn to show even a little concern for me. I don’t mean asking for return of whatever I give to them, but is it really too much if I want them to atleast, treat me right? I also have a heart that hurts. People seem to forget that. Yes, I look so strong and positive but behind those is my humanity; me being weak with negativities and unstable emotions. I want someone to tell me it’s okay for me to fall because there’ll also be someone to catch me and stand together with me. I want someone to prove to me I’m not alone and that someone will be beside me whenever I needed. Is it really too much for me to believe? This sounds melodramatic but believe it or not, I just wanted to make the readers realize that there is someone who they wish themselves to be, because of the belief that that someone has the “best life” when in reality, they don’t. We all have imperfections and frustrations that we continue to handle and live with, no one is really ahead from us. Happiness depends on our own point of view in life. If you want to change your life, change the way you think. Who knows, you live the life others dream to have, we just have to feel blessed and believe in ourselves. Life isn’t perfect and fair, but it’s worth living as always. We better get going. Be brave enough to cheer for ourselves as we become closer to success and true happiness with great love in our hearts. ^__^ (Taken with Instagram at Mystic Falls)

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  4. Sometimes, the people who don’t talk to you are the ones who really want to. (Taken with Instagram at Ajinomoto’s Crib)

    Sometimes, the people who don’t talk to you are the ones who really want to. (Taken with Instagram at Ajinomoto’s Crib)

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  5. Sometimes, the people who don’t talk to you are the ones who really want to.

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  6. Taken with Instagram at Mystic Falls

    Taken with Instagram at Mystic Falls

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  7. Taken with Instagram at Mystic Falls

    Taken with Instagram at Mystic Falls

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  8. Ajinomoto :)) (Taken with Instagram at Mystic Falls)

    Ajinomoto :)) (Taken with Instagram at Mystic Falls)

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  9. Taken with instagram

    Taken with instagram

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  10. Yes, I’ve Changed. Actually, I never said I didn’t. Why can’t you accept that pain does that to people? I reminded you already not to read that one but you did. Now, is it my fault that you feel guilty and sorry? I don’t need that. I told you, you don’t have to. I can take care of myself, I can do that on my own. If I became stronger than you think then, yes, I’ve changed a lot. (Taken with instagram)

    Yes, I’ve Changed. Actually, I never said I didn’t. Why can’t you accept that pain does that to people? I reminded you already not to read that one but you did. Now, is it my fault that you feel guilty and sorry? I don’t need that. I told you, you don’t have to. I can take care of myself, I can do that on my own. If I became stronger than you think then, yes, I’ve changed a lot. (Taken with instagram)

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