May You Live to Suffer the Wrath of Your Own Karma

There are three kinds of people I hate the most.

1. INGRATES

These are basically people who don't appreciate good deeds being done for them. Instead of showing hints of embarrassment, they feel the need to simply walk away when they are asked to give what they're supposed to. Oh yes. I had an encounter with some people whom I can now refer to as INGRATES.

At first, they'll try to be nice to you. They'll try to establish some common ground with you so that you'd want to hang out with them more in the future. After that, they'll milk you dry.

PARASITES can also be an applicable term.

Never go out with ingrates. You'll end up paying for them and they won't even thank you for it.

2. IDIOTS

These are people who are brain-dead or senseless when you talk to them. They think they're so smart with their words and ideas, but in fact, the things they say and do are SENSELESS. I don't like dealing with these people because they're really not worth talking to.

However, some idiots are fun to be with as long as they don't try to talk seriously. I wish I could drop some names, but no. I'm trying to restrain myself. I'm not Gossip Girl, you know.

Another thing about these people is that they don't mature. No matter how old they are, they're too dense to give a rat's ass about other people and their own selves for that matter. 

It's just sad because a lot of idiots have potential to become better people. But given that they're idiots, they don't really care enough to know that.

No matter how much I hate idiots, I can't really blame them. They're probably the ones I can tolerate the most among the three kinds.

3. SOCIAL CLIMBERS

Damn. Now it's time for me to REALLY rant. 

These are people who are, most of the time, girls who just can't get enough of what others have that they don't. I hate how they get so jealous of achievements, ambitions, and even the things that other people possess. 

They have no originality.

They put themselves before others in times of need.

They are simply PATHETIC.

I hate how they try to speak or write the same way as others do. They fail to do so and they don't even know it! Social climbers are borderline CRAZY. They are so much in denial of what they really have. It's not even funny anymore. They will try to pull you down to their level because they know that you have what they don't-- the means to do what you want FREELY. 

These people are merely INSECURE.

Personally, I don't think I'm being mean. I'm just being honest and rather than ranting to someone who probably can't even empathize with how I feel, I opted to just write about it. No matter how much I vent, I know I can't change the world. 

However, I am hopeful that when people read this, they can rethink their ways and change for the better. Well, at least for those who need to.

To all INGRATES, please learn the art of APPRECIATION.
To all IDIOTS, please just LEARN.
To all SOCIAL CLIMBERS, you can all just GO TO HELL.


XOXO

Wrong Grammar = Get the f*** out of this world!!!

During the past few weeks, I've been terribly busy with work, school, and other income-generating stuff that I almost forgot about my blog!

Sorry about that! But anyway, I promised that I would give more rants so here you go:

There's this person that I've always hated ever since I first laid my eyes on "it". Pardon the pronoun. I just don't want to reveal anything about this person as my blog is free to the public eye. Anyway, lately I find myself frequently visiting its Facebook page and what I do is make fun of its grammatical errors. 

I mean, come on! Who the f*** doesn't know how to use the right verb tenses in mere written conversations?! DAMN! Written shit and you don't even know how to communicate properly! Just imagine how stupid this person would look if, let's say, its boss would check this person's Facebook profile and see the colossal grammatical error! So yeah, I tend to think sequentially when it comes to these things and eventually, it cheers me up!

I normally do this when I'm feeling down and I need a self-esteem boost. 

You guys should do it some time. It's so refreshing to know that the people you hate are STILL trying so hard to be what you naturally are! But yeah, five points for effort.

Not to boast, but I went to St. Scholastica's College. We take pride in knowing the English language very well because we had to take up three English subjects every quarter! So yeah, I know what I'm talking about. I'm sure those who went there know it, too. :)

The thing I hate the most is how people pretend to speak well and know so many deep words when they're on Facebook. When you talk to them in person, they stutter and...... 

BOOM! 

Shit just got real! 

Please, just stop being such a social climber! 

So people, when you feel like you're such a dumb person, just check the profile of the people you hate among your contacts (and maybe those who aren't) and just check their status updates, comments, captions, and whatnot. I assure you, by the end of the day, you're gonna have one hell of a laugh and a lot of self-confidence!

It may be mean, but yeah, that's how I do it.

Don't be hatin' on the hater! 

This post is for my lovely Scholastican friends. 

May you guys never be subject to being used as a self-esteem booster. 

It should be the other way around.

:)

XOXO

Ambitions and Whatnot

I'm back after a long writing hiatus!


So what's been happening in my life since my last post?


Well, first of all, the job I had when I last posted is over for me. I kinda realized that it's a dead end and that I want more fulfillment in my career and that I want to study. Speaking of which, I just enrolled in De La Salle University (DLSU) for my graduate degree. I'm currently taking up the Master in Marketing Communications program so I can integrate what I learned back in college to the business side of things.


Anyway, my life's been pretty great. I have a new job, new colleagues, new friends at school, and I don't do a lot of gig organizing anymore which I greatly miss, by the way. 


My life has been pretty stable. I go to work from 8am-5pm. I go to class every Tuesdays and Fridays from 6pm-9pm. On Fridays, I drink with my friends, On Saturdays, I go out with Peachyboy and on Sundays, I study. I literally lock myself up in my room just to be able to focus on my homework.


As far as work, I am currently the, I repeat, THE Marketing Executive of Fresh Fruit Ingredients, Inc. It's a coconut manufacturing company whose market is not in the Philippines. This is actually a pretty decent company. The people are nice, my workstation is big and cozy, I get to have my own phone, the bosses give free food sometimes, I get to bring home free coconut products, and most of all, it's sooooo near my house. It's only in Magallanes and I live in Merville (well, at least near Merville). The traffic, however, is TERRIBLE in the morning.

This is actually my first job in marketing. 


I'm trying to learn how the FMCG business works. The salary may not be as high as my previous job, but it's enough for me to get by. I sacrificed the high salary I used to receive for something that will help me earn a lot more. Actually, it's not a sacrifice. It's more of an INVESTMENT.

I look forward to the day that I get to sit behind a huge desk, have my own mini bar, a black, sexy leather couch, an assistant, and a big-ass computer that'll knock the socks of those who I hate the most (I know. I'm mean like that). 


Yes, I have big ambitions and I intend to fulfill all of them. 


I DON'T care who gets in my way.


I also got a tattoo! I'll post a picture of it soon. It's red and it was done by BATAS. Yes, the Batas that you see on YouTube fliptop-ing against some of the best rappers in the country. Anyway, my tattoo is an ambigram of CUPIDITAS. It's Latin for AMBITION. 


So you see, I am dead serious when it comes to what I want. 


To end this post, I'd just like to say, I'm glad I finally have the time to write again. 


This is a rather happy blog post. The next ones will be full of rants about random stuff. 


I promise. 


XOXO


   

All is lost and unforgiven

All my life I've always been the nice one. I keep reaching out to people expecting, at most, some gratitude in return. These past six months I kept telling myself that everything will turn out fine and that people can sometimes surprise you. 

But guess what? 

I was wrong.

I've had no problem being the responsible one. I used to handle things that other people can't. I barely had time for myself because I was too busy attending to what made other people happy instead of not caring. I used to think positively about people who kept abusing what I had to offer. In short, I was too nice.

But guess what?

I'M  DONE.

Now, I wanna be the person who chooses not to care. I wanna get what I want because I deserve it. I'm tired of always adjusting to what makes other people happy. I wanna relax and have everything go my way.

What sucks about this is that... 

I'M STARTING NOT TO CARE. 

My mind keeps telling me that INSENSITIVITY is the key to getting what I want. I just have to go for it without giving a damn about what others think. Sometimes it is almost so natural for me to push people away. I just wanna be left alone because for the longest time, I've been the one seeking out companionship. No one was there (A big "yay" for me!). Now, I think I can do better without it because I'll only end up pushing people away.

Therefore...

Being nice ends now.

Take that bottle to the head and let me see you fly.

As much as I wanted to, I wasn't able to drink this weekend.

TOO BAD.....

I wanted to get drunk but my tired body kept getting in the way. 

Since I started working, I haven't been drinking hard enough for me to get some decent sleep in the evening. 

So for this coming weekend, I promise to get myself drunk. =))

I miss my friends again!

By the way, I had a great time in Batangas with my officemates! 

I drove back and forth from Alabang to Tanauan, Batangas with my baby, Cori.

See may car on the lower left? 

It's the first one from the right. :) 

The road to this place gave me a huge headache because of all the potholes and irregularly-shaped humps. 

I can't even count how many times my car got hit underneath the chassis because of those. 

But nevertheless, we made it and it was one hell of a road trip with my new friends.

I was basically sleepless when I was driving to the meeting place for departure. 

Even on the way back, I still felt tired. I had fun though. =)

For more good news....

NO WORK TOMORROW! 

It's a French Holiday so I will be resting. :) 

I might also meet up with my bestfriend who I haven't seen for an entire year.

Things are going smoothly.

I hope this lasts. 

Thank you, Lord.

It's one of those nights.

In my first post, I mentioned that I organize gigs from time to time. Well, tonight was one of those. 

I had a really great time with my friends (I haven't seen most of them in a really long time). 

It's fun to not think about anything for a night. It's nice to just laugh with friends and worry about nothing. I felt young again. I felt that I had nothing to be accountable for. It was just plain FUN.

Thanks to my friends, I was able to just relax and enjoy.

Everyday I go home at 2:30am and just daydream. Not a day goes by since that incident that I don't end up just lying down on my bed and staring at the ceiling until the sun rises. That's when I get to sleep. 

Of course, I really can't explain what I'm going through. I can just write about what I feel.

Thanks to my production, I will be able to sleep soundly because of the fun and worry-free night. 

It's nights like these that make me realize that...

THERE WILL BE BETTER DAYS.

Thanks, everyone. :)

Friends? No... Not really.

I've been having a rough couple of days because I've been contemplating on some thoughts about my friends. I have this complex where I usually go into hiding whenever I have problems. I go for weeks and even months without talking to my closest friends about my problems.

But let me ask you one question.


What if this certain friend of yours is your problem?

What I usually do is cut this person out of my life. However, seeing that this person has been a friend of mine for years, I am forced to reconsider. It's hard to be a good friend when you know that person is already abusing you. You can see it as well as other people do but you can't seem to do anything about it because that person is your friend.

Well, let me tell you one thing. 


Some people are not so stupid.

I'm not the type of person who depends on other people for anything. I don't depend on others for money, transportation, food, clothes, etc... I try my best to gather my own things. In short, I am NOT SPOILED. I know my limitations.

If you wanna be a good friend, you should know your limitations too.

In my earlier post, I mentioned that I hate social climbers. These are people who spend money trying to look as good as the people around them. They succumb to the pressures that the so-called "high society" gives to people. These are people who resort to drastic measures just to be part of the "group". Even within a group of friends, at least one person is bound to try his/her best to be able to afford the same brand of clothing, gadgets, shoes, etc... I guess it comes with deprivation.

Even friends can resort to theft, dishonesty, and abuse just to satisfy their hunger for climbing the social ladder. 

It's sad, really.

In this world, you can't really trust anyone. Not even your friends.

(I can trust my boyfriend though <3)