A Letter To A Bitch

To the bitch which doesn't deserve a name:

Back off from my sister!!!

Don't you know that insulting her and making her life miserable only shows how insecure you are of her?!? Or are you just so stupid, thinking that hurting other people will make your life better? Well, grow up! You're extreme ways on making other people's lives miserable is actually not helping you. You are helping them become stronger! And as you, asking respect from her when you don't definitely deserve one, well, that is just so childish and immature. You don't ask respect, it is earned.

Telling her that she has the morality lower than a dog's, then you have the morality lower that a vulture, because you prey on misery and death and an attitude of a snake, crawling in dark filthy places and having no friends except other snakes because other mild animals are just so afraid of your venomous bite. And the way you hiss irritates them!

Why can't you accept a humble and heart-felt sorry? Are you really that evil and wicked that you don't see the goodness of people? Are you really that malicious that you put malice in innocent and desperate acts?

I have no idea how your parents raised you but seeing your attitude, they will disown you. Buy some manners! Show some respect, especially to your countrymen. Or you could just jump off a cliff! That would give so many Filipino people in New Zealand so much joy that they would have a picnic on the day you jump off and die. 

Get a life! Don't mess with anybody's life because you don't have that right! Spare the world with your malice!

Signed:

Joann

Love is...

              Love is...

Knowing when to take the risk
Knowing when to go slow

Knowing when to stop

Knowing when to give up

Knowing when to move on...

              Love is...

a challenge, a decision...

a bridge, a wall...

a loss, a victory...

another story...

Lessons I've Learned From Him

I've been chatting with this guy for almost five months now. I don't know if he deserves an introduction because this is definitely a hate blog post for him. So let's start off the lessons.

LESSON 1: When he doesn't call or text everyday then forget about him.

I learned this the hard way and I learned my lesson very well. So there you are, regularly chatting and texting and then he just stopped texting and he was not online anymore. Then you start worrying because maybe he was hospitalized or worst -- dead. And then you reprimanded yourself not asking his address because you can't attend his wake if ever he was dead. Then you start staring at your phone for long hours waiting for a text that eventually did not come. It was three weeks ago that I've last heard of him. Three weeks of thinking unimaginable things happening to him. Three sad and low weeks. And then you come upon a status message of your Facebook friend which states that if he doesn't text or call you everyday then he is just not that into you. Bang! I realized how stupid I was. Letting a guy keep me hanging and wondering. Treating me like a kite. When he can't stand the wind, he cut me off and left me in the azure sky -- to wander and be lost.

LESSON 2: If he is not willing to open up his problem then forget about him.

Girls don't like to be put in the backseat. Maybe some girls does but definitely not me. If you want to be on my front passenger's seat then put me in your front passenger's seat. Don't brush off questions about your problems. Share it. Guys, open yourself up and reveal your shortcomings and insecurities. Girls will appreciate that.

LESSON 3: Never give second chances or any kind of chances.

I hate it when guys ask for second chances and never doing anything to deserve it. Chances are not given, they are earned. Just like respect. You have to prove that you deserve a chance and that means not waiting for the girl to make the move on how you could get that chance and proving your worth. You have to do something to earn it, not wait for a CHANCE to earn it.

LESSON 4: Never say "Sorry" and don't accept any apologies. 

Words mean nothing. Whatever language they are being said, they mean nothing. Actions does. So guys, you should not act pathetically saying sorry all the time when what you did was done in an act of thoughtlessness, insensitivity and negligence. And girls, never accept pity apologies. Just like chances, let them earn your forgiveness through actions.

LESSON 5: Have friends around you.

Good friends. What could I have done without them? When you're feeling low and thinking that the day is the worst day ever, they are there to cheer you up with their endless chatter about nonsense things. Salute your friends! They are way better than potential boyfriends.

Lay To Rest...

This is a story of how a girl meets a boy and the nothingness that transpired of that supposedly eventful meeting.

I met him, unfortunately, in high school where rebellion, confusion and stupidity reigns among the whole young population of the school. It was in my second year class that I’ve first set my eyes on him. We were classmates. I was a transferee back then so I was slightly being stared at for being the “new” girl in school but that never stopped me from making friends. Anyways, I live in a small town and most of the students in my new school were my classmates from elementary. But then, he was something new to me. You see, he was from another elementary school and I’ve never seen him in town before.

I had a crush on him in high school. It’s not the first-time-I-look-at-him-and-I’m-captured type of crush but a I-am-discovering-the-good-things-about-him type of crush. Honestly, I don’t why I had a crush on him. He has that annoying attitude of ruining my day by teasing me from morning till afternoon. Nevertheless, he was neat and charming, talented and friendly, he’s got a brain too so maybe that was the reason why I admire him.

I could still vividly remember the day he almost made me cry. He was teasing me again and what he said actually hit me like a meteor with a 100-million-mile diameter hits the surface of the earth. What he said hurts and I think he has no idea of what he’s done. But my feelings never changed! He was still on the second top spot on my crush list. Mind you, the top one on the list was a celebrity. Well, that distorted and highly illogical decision of still liking him even though he’s done bad things to me, I blame that on my adolescence. It’s definitely scientific! That period magnifies all emotions a young maiden’s fluttering heart is capable of feeling. So that day, when I could have felt a major irritation, I was vengefully angry with him. That day, I thought that I could not forgive him.

But eventually, I forgave him. If you are in a religious school where you pray the rosary everyday and have a daily 1-hour discussion about the goodness of God and the lives of saints and martyrs, you have no choice but to willingly forgive all the people that have done you wrong.

If somebody would ask me if who fooled me to eat or even like “kinilaw” then I could have answered, “That pesky classmate of mine in high school whom I want to impress so much that I’ve done the unthinkable – eating raw food.” Yup! He would be the answer. It happened during our Christmas party. After all the dancing and games, we got hungry but we’ve run out of palatable food so we have no choice but to eat the “kinilaw” instead. I was hesitant and hungry. And he keeps on vouching for the taste of that “kinilaw”. So there I was, hungry and wanting to impress him with my bravery. By the time he gave me that tiny “puso”, I dived into the throng of party-crazed people surrounding the table, picked a tiny piece of “kinilaw”, bite into the “puso” and put the “kinilaw” into my mouth. And I was hooked.

Unfortunately, that event didn’t drove us to be closer. We’re not even close friends. That border between friendship and acquaintanceship, that’s us. Until we’ve graduated in high school and separated ways in college, we’re still in that border.

But he surprised me in college. He started texting me. I was of course full of bliss! I kept on thinking that maybe he liked me. But something happened. So there I was, happily replying to all his text messages and then I’ve found out that he was not the one texting me. It was one of his friends. Ouch! I felt betrayed and so I texted a not-so-nice message relaying how I felt. What he did didn’t broke me into pieces but then it left a mark on me.

We’ve stopped texting each other. Lived our own lives. Then I met him in Ayala one afternoon. He was on his way home and I was on my way to the mall. We said “hi” to each other and then awkwardly went our separate ways not knowing that it would be the last time that we’ll see each other.

He died. He was part of the unfortunate incident which happened last year. He was one of the passengers of the “MV Princess of the Stars” which capsized due to Typhoon Frank. It was so unexpected that I could not believe the news when I first heard about it. I did not cry but I felt sad. He could have done so many things in his life. He could have been a great seaman. He could have the chance of changing the world. He could have fulfilled his dreams. He deserve the chance to live. Up until now, he’s body is not yet found. I don’t know if it’s stupid to have false hope on that fact but for the time that have passed, that hope is dwindling.

But, wherever he may be, in heaven or in earth, he will always have a place in my heart forever…

To Rex Vincent…