Praying for Good Weather

My friends and I will be going out-of-country this weekend. As early as last year, I’ve started praying for a good weather. A canceled flight is the last thing we’d want to experience in this trip. Just thinking about the possibility makes me wanna cry already.

Two weeks ago, when typhoon Pedring (international name Nesat) battered the Philippines with heavy rainfall and gusty winds, the damages it brought to our people still linger. Last weekend during out trip to the province, we passed by towns who were still submerged in flood waters. What a miserable sight it was! I became sad for a while and at one point, I even thought about the use of an industrial rubber hose to suction flood waters and discharge it back to the sea. Shallow idea, I know. My point is, these towns and the people living in them, need help and that help should arrive soon, and in big packages.

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Unpredictability

Just like weather, women are inherently unpredictable. I myself can be very unpredictable at times. Now I want this, a moment later I don’t. It can be quite confusing and irritating to the people around me. But then, what can I do? This is how a girl’s brain works.

While women’s unpredictability is frowned upon by men in general, I believe it has some advantages. It saves you from making the wrong decision. It buys you time to think about things. It allows you to assess things better. It makes you see the bigger picture. It gives you new perspectives. It brings out the best in you.

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New Hope, Less Expectation

I just received a good news in the form of an email. A new opportunity is presenting itself again. I dunno if I should be happy or sad, excited or nervous, about it. I’m having mixed feelings right now. But definitely, I’m giving it another shot. Who knows, it would be mine now. My words may be vague and puzzling to you, but the surprise I got this afternoon is worth a lot. Crazy as it sounds, but I think my future depends on it.

I failed in it the last time. How would I fare this time around? I have just been given new hope, but I have decided to expect less. I don’t want to imagine things. I want them to appear right before my eyes, to come my way. This is it. There’s no turning back. I wanna win this but surprisingly for me, I dunno how. Perhaps, I’ll just give it my best shot and see what happens from there…

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Fear of the Unknown

I just sent a private email to an undisclosed recipient in the hope that by doing so, I’d be able to face my fear. Yes, I get to experience fear of the unknown occasionally. No matter how much I have prepared for something, no matter how much positive thinking I apply, I still get the ‘shivers’ each time I try to visualize the outcome of things. I always get scared to know the truth because most of the time, truth hurts.

No, this isn’t about my relationship with the boyfriend. We’re okay and happy together. This is about a decision I made last year that has not gotten results yet. I’m getting more and more nervous and anxious already. That’s why I mustered enough courage to do the right thing, and that was to get my message across. Hopefully, the unknown gets to have a face in the coming days. I am definitely looking forward to look it in the eye. By that time, I am certain I’ll get my much-needed peace of mind.

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Poor Women’s Intuition

I have always believed that women can read minds, or at least sense things. The term ‘women’s intuition’ is no longer new. In the modern world, it is normally associated with infidelity when married guys cheat on their wives and the latter would find out about it either through body language or just by sensing that there is something wrong with the former’s behavior.

Women’s intuition is at play even outside marriage. In the workplace, for instance, I can easily tell if my co-workers like me or not. I don’t have to ask them. I just can feel it. I can also know by observing how they treat me as compared with how they treat my other co-workers.

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