Ambition....

They say that one of the greatest problems in the world today is finding ways and means of making people to bring out the best that is in them,developing to the fullest extent their potential.I once read in a book that there are unlimited possibilities of each and every person to conquer all obstacles and to overcome all complicated conditions which prevent most people from the achievement of ambition.As a writer once said,"Ambition is the spur that makes man struggle with destiny;it is heaven's own incentive to make purpose great,and achievement greater.",which I truly believe.

How few of us ever stop to think what ambition relly means,its cause,or significance!Yet,if we could explain what ambition is,we could explain the mystery of life.The knowledge to keep pushing us on and up is the most curious and the most interesting fact in human life.It exists in every normal human being,and is just as described and real as the instinct of self-discipline.

I believe this constant inward telling or what we will,this something which pushes us to our goal,is the expression in man of the very force of evolution which is flowing Godward,that is a part of the great plan of creation.

"Faith and the ideal still remain the most powerful levers of progress and happiness,"says Jean Finot.

Did you ever hear of a man who had striven his life faithfully and happily toward an object and in no measure obtained it?".

Aspiration finally becomes inspiration and makes the whole life.One of the saddest things in life is to see men and women who started out with high hopes and proud ambitions settle down in mediocrity,half satisfied just merely to get a living,to go along life indifferently.Do you realize,that if their dreams were big enough,if you had a very unusual something,you would materially improve upon.

One of the greatest enemies of ambition is personal inertia(getting into a rut),and it is one of the hardest thing to overcome.The temptation to slide along the lane of the least resistance,to get into a comfortable position and take one's ease,is so strong that many allow to master them.

But also one of the discouraging problems of the world is that of trying to help the ambitionless,the half-satisfied,those who have not discontent enough their future to push them on. Those who hate life and do not want to make progress in life.

That is why,I am making the biggest effort that I have probably done and to strive harder and do something instead of just sitting around dreaming what would happen to me in the future,or what would I want to be when I grow up.All it takes is so much patience,hardwork and faith to yourself and to the Mighty Creator.I do not want to be a sarcastic and ambitionless person.And my ambition is just to finish my studies and make a better person out of myself,my family and to all mankind as well.

The petals of Opportunity

Most people are blind to opportunities near them.They have not the power,the grit to stick and hang on until the opportunity ripens,or they lack the neede initiative to undertake what would uncover "acres of diamonds".

They said that there are people in the failure army today who have let oppotunities slip through their fingers that would have made rich and famous men out of themselves.You don't have to go to the U.S.A,Europe,Japan or elsewhere to seek opportunities.There are lots of opportunities everywhere waiting to be discovered.It matters not whether you were born in a small house or in a mansion,in the province or in the city,if you are made of winning stuff you will find opportunities,for life all about you makes them.What is important is the alertness to seize chances,responsiveness to the slightest suggestion of ambition.

I have read that Thomas Edison found success when he found one selling papers on the Grand Trunk Railroad.Cyrus McCormick(inventor of the mechanical reaper)discovered a diamond mine(meaning a way to success)in a grist-mill where he made his famous reaper.

Opportunities are everywhere,but they are multiplied in America because(do you know that..) America is another word for Opportunity.

The great opportunity belongs to him who can see it,to him who can grasp it who can make success out of it..The better part of your chance is right inside you,as they say it.

I read that there were plenty of boys who could see no opportunity for Charles Schwab(founder of the brokerage)in driving a stage caoch,Andrew Carnegie(founder of Carnegie Steel Co.)'s companions could not see any great opportunity for him in delivering telegrams.No doubt the other railroad boys laughed at young Thomas Edison's queer little laboratory.See?Opportunities surround you.

Opportunities are multiplying on every hand.Most of us emphasize the opportunity and underestimate the value of right spirit,the right attitude towards life.In fact,if this is right,if one has the climbing,getting on spirit,if he faces life in the right way,towards hope,towards expectation of winning out;if he faces life with optimism and faith he will find opportunities aplenty.







Somewhere I read,"On every corner,street or way,opportunity stands out bold."But we are 'opportunity blind'.We simply cannot see changes until they are beyond,especially away from us.We are dreaming or wool gathering when a good opportunity comes along,and we do not recognize it until it has gone by.

That is why I do not waste time dreaming of great opportunities and so I do the best that I can.I always open the petals of my power and beauty(??)and make out the fragrance of my life in the place that has been assinged to me.Because I heard and believe that thousands of successful men have found their opportunities merely in doing the most ordinary things better than any one else ever had done.The most important constituent in success is to get busy with the little opportunities.If we take care of the little ones,the big ones will take care of themselves and go near us.

The very habit of being alert for opportunities,of grasping them,and wringing every possibility out of them brings more opportunities,more power,more success in the future.I read that by the law,"to him that hath shall be given," used opportunity to open doors of the new ones.

"Shoud we see love as a verb rather than a feeling?"

"No bridge is ever too far to cross.So let there be no more so-called bridges to stand in the way of the true wishes of the heart." I once read.

If there is one thing missing in your life now-it could be 'love'.It could be now that you are looking for love or a new love or wish to renew an old love.

Love is such that it is wise and knows when to ask,when not to stop,and when to let go without having to regret it.Love is such that it is kind and gentle;it listens patiently;it understands affectionately;it speaks softly;it forgives divinely.It is thoughtfulof the other;it looks to the need of the other and it gives completely without asking to be repaid.

There is no really end to the courtship and there should no end to courtship as it makes up the romantic plot of a true love story in a true love relationship.The roses must keep on coming,the promises as true as ever,and proposing your love as 'the climax of the heart's deliberations'.But opening up is often easier said than done and often a difficult passage to go through.It may be so because of the hidden fear of being laughed at or,seemingly worse,of being outrightly rejected.

Of course,such a romantic undertaking involves risks.One must understand that love begins with being friends and how well you keep up with being friends all the while until the relationship grows into something more than fondness,beyond mutual admiration,which in turn give way to mutual trust and respect until finally it becomes a case of true and abiding love bounded by commitments.It should not be the kind of love that is bound on selfishness,jealousy or demanding at that-which is the hurting kind of love.It must be love bent on a give-and-take proposition.

Everybody wants the best,and everybody deserves the best in love as in everything else.Going back,you must like that person so much-that he or she is thrilled to see you,that he or she missed you too,that he or she is dead over you and crazy for you,and that by your consistency,she or he deserves to have you.Then proposing your love would not be so hard.When he or she becomes stiff as you hold his or her hand means only he or she is as nervous as you are.

Even if there is a chance that you might be rejected-something which you should be prepared for-by conditioning your heart for such eventuality as letting him or her be free to choose as much it is his of her to beg you off in a nice way while maintaining the atmosphere of friendship.

I heard that separation is a painful process to go through,and the fear of its eventuality along with the fear of public embarassment,often magnified by what one imagines to be the whole world looking on with contempt,can be extremely a delicate matter that leaves the victim very bitter and hysterically predisposed.

They said that,"True love never dies,"and in fact,it is when love is made of genuine stuff that it can conquer all.It can defy time with all the patience it can gather no matter how long the waiting will be.It can travel through time in search of the beautiful memories one knows so well to ever want to give it all up.It can make time to go about looking for all the excuses and misgiving of the past righting all wrong within the spell of a moment made divine.

So,should we see love as a verb rather than a feeling?Maybe we should see love both as a verb and a feeling because love is indescribable.

my first drops of tears in U.P...

February 5,2007...

The most stupid moment in my entire U.P. life ever.It really sucks!I was really terrified.It was because of Gener Neil Aviso's foolishness.I hate him with all my heart!I felt my life turned into a black abyss,you know,it's so dark and it is suffocating me,grabbing ahold of me and tightening its grip..I don't want to mention what the hell Gener did to me because remembering it will just make my blood boil and heat up.I hate it!

I don't know..I felt there was something that stings right through my heart.Because of my fear,I shouted to the top of my lungs.It was just a very common trick that he did to me but it really made my tears flow out of my eyes.I cried but only for half a minute(thank God!)..I felt I bled black and my face turned red.But I assure you,those tears were just tears of laughter because I really looked funny and stupid that I keep on laughing to myself.Of course,almost every one of my classmates who saw the crime laughed at me.Who wouldn't?Imagine?Just that piece of a joke made me cry?Even our teacher saw that incident and thank God,she did not really mind.It was not a big deal to them anyway.

Aah!I really want to whine at Gener and curse him.He is such a jerk.Imagine?He has been doing that not just to me but to all of my classmates as well.That son of a bitch(oopsie!) always insults us and even hurts us.How we wish he would always be absent so we can enjoy the peacefulness of the world even for a few moments but instead,everytime he is present in the classroom,the days are always awful enough and every minute is a hell of teasing,shouting and laughing..And when it comes to talking,oh boy!You could ask yourself,"Is it raining?Or just Gener talking?".You should bring along an umbrella with you when you want to talk or go near him.And when he starts talking,you could never stop him just like the butt of a chicken,as what we commonly say.Even sometimes I treat him as a bad influence because I would always hear bad words(really bad words)coming out of his stinky mouth.



You know,I just understand(looks like that's what I am always doing) Gener's situation because I believe that he is a disturbed child and just need special attention like any of those special children you see..There is just one thing that i really like about him though,he is so funny!And I just keep on taking advantage of that because I believe that he can cure any diseases by just using "Laughter as the best medicine".How I wish he would change and be a new and gentle(but still funny)Gener.Ohh!Me and my big mouth!

my fairytale...

"To love and be loved is the greatest happiness of existence."It is how the famous Sydney Smith puts it.

Most of us think we would surely be happy if we were released from the anxiety of the bread-and-butter question;if we did not have to think about the cost of things and the ways and means of getting them.I remember with what intense delight,as small children,I listened to the never-tiring fairytales hoping I'll also have a happy ending like those princesses.That is why I am very excited on what is going to happen on the Month of Love..

COURTSHIP..

Love begins with physical attraction.There is always something physically unique about each individual person that strikes the attention of the opposite sex.And often quiet unsuspectingly,someone comes along who overwhelms your total being and before you knew it,you're on in a romantic chase!

The joy of being well-spoken of is beyond description,enough to say,it makes a very happy heart,particularly if it comes from the lips of an admirer to his loved one.Pleasant words are as honeycomb,sweet to the soul and healthy to the bones.I need love.I was too good to be true.I need companionship and to brought out of myself and made less of a dreamer..That is why when I found my first prince charming(whom I thought would be my last),I quickly seized the chance.

BEING IN LOVE....




Amazing how a mutual declaration of love can cause so much excitement followed by awkwardness could conquer both our hearts and lives.I thought I found in that the greatest happiness,the only happiness and true fulfillment a girl like me could know.We had such deep affection for each other.He set my heart on fire.That is hardly something you expect me to condemn!It is like the scenes of Sleeping Beauty that trailed their clouds of glory through my imagination..Life could not be anything but better with him.I just don't know why my heart beat so much faster when he's around..

BEING HURT....

But then came a very sad ending of my fairytale.I was like my days dawned dark and ominous.It came in a strange and roundabout way.It was not even a dream,certainly not a nightmare.Trivial,in any case,not worth remembering.But I knew it was the truth.Even stranger than the flash of knowledge sent to me was my calm acceptance of it.Because of it,came a memory that was completely my own.It hurt me to the core and I could not do anything about it.He still have that undue influence over me.

This time no one blotted my tears.I want to ensnare him into an incestuous liaison and wish he'll have a fatal web of love,betrayal and bloody vengeance.But I could not....

RECOVERING...

That is why we should all treasure the love of our life because nothing is more beautiful and stimulating as a glorious love realationship..

My fairytale??To be continued..........

worry....

Do you ever try to think of something
and found that you could not think of it until you stopped thinking?
There is nothing that so confuses and flustrates misfortune as to stare it down with hopeful unflinching eyes.

Worry is the most popular form of suicide..It impairs appetite,disturbs sleep,makes respiration irregular,spoils digestion,weakens mind,and saps bodily health.The mechanical effect of worry is much the same as if a skull was laid bare and the brain exposed
to the action of a little hammer beating continually.

Hell!What am I going to do?I am really worried about...almost everything!I'm worried about my grades,my family,lovelife and more..I don't know!It was just that there were so many things that are bothering me.I don't want to die!!

Maybe there is just a need that the burden of my daily tasks should be lightened and the tension of my concentration be lessened.When the spectre of grief,my fear and sorrow obtrudes themselves between my eye and when the inner voice of these irritating memories looms up so loud in my head,it is like it deadens the outside voices.

Worry is discounting possible future sorrows so that the individual may have present misery.They also say that worry is the father of Insomnia.To cure worry,the individual must be his own physician;he must give the case heroic treatment.He must fully understand that if it were possible for him to spend a whole series of eternities in worry.It is time for action,not worry,because worry paralizes thought and action,too.

When Death comes,when the one we love has passed from us,and when the silence and the loneness and the emptiness of all things make us stare dry-eyed into the future,we give ourselves up,for a time,to the igony of isolation.This is not petty worry we must kill ere it
kills us.It is the worry habit,the constant magnifying of petty sorrows to eclipse the sun of happiness,against which I here make protest.

I have inalienable duties over myself,my family,my studies,to my society,and to the world.I should cut off wastes and intensify my love for all.To cure one's self of worry is not an easy task;it is not removed in two or three applications of the quack medicine of any cheap
philosophy,but it requires only clear,common sense applied to the business of life.

And then we realize that our present happiness or success would have been impossible had it not been for some terrible affliction or loss in the past.

That is why I need not to worry anymore.Of course,problems are parts of life.And I want to live life to the fullest that is why I always practice the habit of laughing over my problems.I keep in mind that I should first weigh the situation and solve it based on reasons and not on emotions.