Five months ago, I went to
Executive Optical to purchase my lenses. After getting my eye grade and all,
the eye doctor informed me they did not have the transparent ones. So, the
circumstance pushed me to consider getting a colored pair since I already so
needed them. I relayed my problem to the eye doctor and advised her that if I
wanted colored lenses, Brown would do. She said, “Ma’am, meron kaming brown
pero Doll eyes lang po.”
Initially, I did not want the
Doll-eyes effect as I deemed it to be too much for me. Day by day, however, I
started liking them. Then, loving them. What I love the most about the Doll
Eyes Lenses is that they may make my eyes look bigger. I realized that they’re
not really “too much” if you purchased a pair in earth tones like Brown and
Hazelnut.
But one day, you will open your eyes & see that the wound has dried up.
The scar will remind you of so many things in between.
But the first and the last thing it should remind you of?
This: YOU ARE A SURVIVOR.
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My fresh wound says, “Hi!” I got this in the
course of saving the lamp from falling. But I have no idea what exactly
scraped my palm. And yes, it hurts as badly as it looks. But I know it
shall pass so I’m taking it in stride. So don’t you worry, my friend. I
know you are tired, wounded and bruised. You have survived so many
heartbreaking events in your life. And this one? This one you shall
surpass too. You are a survivor, remember? ☺
Here's Joss Stone's live performance of Bruised But Not Broken to go with this blog. The chorus says:
And I'll be alright
And I'll love again
And the wounds will mend
I'm bruised but not broken
And the pain will fade
I'll get back on my feet
It's not the end of me
My heart is still open
I'm bruised but not broken
Finals week is just around the corner. It shall start on the
16th of October. This week is what we call the “the calm before
the storm.” Most of my classes ended last week. However, I still have LIP on
Friday and Sales and Lease on Saturday. Finals week means do or die, at least
for me. Sometimes, I look at the circumstances which appear impossible. But… (I love
saying BUT especially if it precedes the best part!) Again. But… the Bible
says, “A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right. But it
shall not approach you.” Jesus Christ is the Rock on which I stand and all
other ground is sinking sand. And I am not ashamed of sharing this, although
it may sound “too religious” to others. Well, I have a God and I am proud of
WHO my God is.
Been spending a lot of time with my best
friends lately. A second spent with them is worth the while. And a life being
shared with people who are special and important is priceless. Good times or
bad times, I know we know could lean on this friendship.
I mentioned in one of my blogs that no event in
this life takes place without the Big Guy's permission. Well, yeah. He
permitted special people to walk out of my life. Still, I declare that He is
good and that His plans are perfect. Why? Because He's beyond wise to let those
people go so that I could accommodate Ron, Liezl and Maqui in my life.
We have seen each other cry, laugh, smile, get
sad, get mad, lose temper, lose sanity (HAHA!), crash, recover from the crash,
decide to surrender, push through, etc. But what I really am extra grateful for
is that we did not only witness each other do these things BUT we also did
these things together. No one gets left behind. No matter what. If one
plummets, the rest shall work together to carry her/him up. We have different
views and have different words to say but we all learn from our differences. We
accept that we are flawed and imperfect but we do not tolerate errors and
mistakes. If one thinks something is wrong, s/he talks it out. And from this,
again, we learn.
I know you do not know any of them but I just can't contain it. I must let the world know who they are and how much they matter to me. ♡
When I missed the Yakimix dinner. They're so nice 'no? No sign of cropping and editing and all. :P
Life is crazy enough but with them it is crazier. But I'm not complaining. ☺
We ❤ eating. No. We ❤ overeating. HAHAHA!
College was so fun, exciting and meaningful because of them.
Present: Just like collegeeeeeee!! ♡
There comes a point in your life when you realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will.
Thank God for long weekends! After 3 long months, I finally had the chance to go home, spend time with family, devour home-cooked meals, and go out with my hometown friends. Technically, I have to count my going home last month because of my mom's hospitalization. But ideally... Well, I refuse to consider it as an official time-off since I was not really able to spend time with my family and friends properly.
Right now, I should be sitting on one of the seats in the classroom while Commissioner Sarmiento examines his folder to look for the one to recite. But I have decided to skip class today because, just yet, I have not agreed with reality on the fact that the long weekend officially ended yesterday.
But how could I ever easily bid good-bye to a place where I always want to be? I guess it will never be easy. Accept it, Pat.
