My Version of “I Learned. . .”

I learned that it’s okay to be misjudged sometimes, to be sometimes at the bottom of things being thrown at, to be blamed for things that were never my fault,

I learned that it’s okay to be wrong to everyone else when only One person knows that you could be right,

I learned that the things that we thought were important are not that important at all, cause importance is relative- it’s just a matter of perspective,

I learned that the little things we take for granted could actually be what is worth our while,

I learned that love can stand alone. It doesn’t need to be binded.

I learned that it’s okay to have only yourself to believe to, as long as you have faith, it doesn’t matter if everyone else thinks you don’t deserve what you have,

I learned that it’s okay to dream and become somebody as long as we are the same person inside,

I learned that it’s okay to say the truth as long as people are okay to hear it,

I learned that explanation isn’t always accepted, that forgiveness doesn’t happen voluntarily, or that "sorry" is enough

I learned that it’s okay to be sad for a while and then be happy without feeling that it’s not what we deserve,

I learned that it’s okay to say things that we mean right now, knowing that one day we grow up and have a new "say" about things we’ve once said,

I learned that it’s okay to be friendly, that people don’t own you no matter how they would possess you… that you would always be a "ONE individual", at the end of the night or start of the day,

I learned that you can’t have everyone to agree with you, believe in you or the things you do,

I learned that not all people could be happy for you even when you are already happy, expect the worst even from those close to you,

I learned that you can’t have everything, just as you can’t do everything right… but it’s okay to be wrong once in awhile and then later learn more… than not having to pinpoint that.

I learned that it’s okay to ask a lot of questions, even those that we fear to ask, or fear to know the answer…

I learned that it’s okay to sing at night, to enjoy life, to learn to drive, to take chances… as long as we stay true, doing things that we are not forced to do…

I learned that it’s okay to speak our mind, to say things that are true, to decide when things don’t feel alright, to have a stand on things no matter what is right…

I learned that it’s okay to be a fool for sometime than forever be a fool,

I learned that it’s not enough that we learn something out of books but also out of life…

I learned that it’s not enough that we go home happy and contented, we should also be thankful of it and acknowledge the trials we go through for it…

I learned that it’s okay to be ME even when it could embarass me sometimes…

I learned that it may take a while for things to be okay, but it doesn’t guarantee endings that we want…

I learned that patience bears its fruits, that waiting is actually a good thing than doing something that we would later be sorry for…

I learned that everything happens for a reason but the reason could be predetermined and could be inconclusive or illogical…

I learned that it’s okay to move on as long as we cherish and don’t hold anything against ourselves or people…

I learned that it’s okay to stop and be silent even when we want to shout and cry…

I learned that it’s okay to love even those that we detest, even more to those who hate us…

I learned that we should never stop believing in God no matter how imperfect we are, how many mistakes we’ve made or how they wouldn’t believe that we have that kind of faith… It’s okay.

Cause I learned, anyway.

Taking it Easy

It is better this way. Things are fine here. Like its imperfection settled to a realm of contentment. Like its piece become its whole. I can’t write anything right now. Inspiration is just null. I am just overwhelmed with my blue room… I got myself a blue comforter to match the blue valance… and I designed the night table with blue nothings… Think- easy breezy themes… with the scented paraphernalia, blue frames, furry things, teddy bears, beanies and glass. I think it has absorbed everything that isn’t blue. Hehe. I just find it interesting…

My weekdays are long and exhausting. Think- clients, financial ratios, recommendations to the senior management… Some clients gave me what I deserve- gifts for the effort. The management gave us an increase for our effort too. What is really cool about working is having to balance it with a good night sleep and a restful weekend. Today, I went to church and bought stuffs for our home… I cleaned my own room and spent time with my niece, Desiree. I couldn’t think of anything else right now- except free days, day off and sleep… I just need more of those and then I could conclude- it is better this way.

Good luck to my dear friends that I miss. Take it easy always.

There is No Title in Reality

I  never had the time to explain. Cause It’s difficult when people are led to believe otherwise. Explanation becomes unneeded. For some cases, it was never wanted. Deaf ears could no longer comprehend even the most logical things. Cause maybe logic isn’t always the answer. Logic doesn’t guarantee the answers that we wanted. Perhaps silence was the only alternative- if not the solution. No body knows the side of things anyway. People listen to majority, not reality. People prefer to listen among them selves and never see by their own eyes the reality of things… Perhaps people create their own contenders just as fears are made up of unforeseen things that NEVER happen. For instance, the fear of death is just as made up cause no one actually has certainty of its occurrence. Why do I write about this? There is no explanation…

Don’t judge a book by its cover.
Even the content is deceiving.
So don’t judge a book at all.