My Cup of Tea

Hidilyn Diaz of the Philippine team I was not able to watch the parade of the athletes during the opening ceremony of the London Olympics 2012, so I made an effort last night to watch, until 1:00 in the morning, the weightlifting event for the women division because Philippines has one entry, Hidilyn Diaz, who was the Philippine flag bearer during the opening ceremony. She is only 21 years old and the Philippines' strongest hope to bring home a medal for this Olympics. She  had represented the Philippines during the Beijing Olympics in 2008 as a wild card entry on the same event. She was a bronze medalist at the age of 15 during the 2007 SEA games and ranked 9th in the world. I thought she could make it, unfortunately, she was not able to lift the weights when it was set at 133 kgs. Diaz tried and I could see how much she wanted to win. I saw her crying and hugged by her coach as disappointment and frustration registered all over her face when her three attempts failed...

I am smarter now how to cut people's nonsense prodding (on getting married) with my sharp tongue. Though sometimes I would just smile and made effort to keep my mouth shut and dismiss them as nuisance, their idiot and stupid comments would sometimes provoke me to utter hard-hitting words. And just like a serpent with a poisonous sting, when provoked and irritated, I could easily hurl not-so-fascinating words. What's the matter with people in the 21st century? Are their brain being sucked dry? Are they thinking that remaining single beyond 34 would make the world turn into a battle field and the global economy would sink to the bottom? Haaaay,  people who constantly wag their tongue about getting married are those who are absent when God spreads common sense, so why listen to them? Their views are just confined in the four corners of their bedroom. They are hardly ideal conversation-buddies.      Aren't they know that the government can even benefit f...

Last night, I was a little bit woozy, feeling the same discomfort again, seems like an agonizing idea of dejection, which I thought was lifted years ago, had resurfaced.  I moved the little chair and squint on the blurry object pinned against the wall of my room. There's no meaning on it, only a blank space and a senseless ardor of clinging on something I cannot own. Time stood still and for a moment, it felt like I was standing in the swirl of desolation. Same old story that keeps repeating, like a broken record and the noise of it already tires me. It needs to be buried. It needs to be thrown away. Finally, oh Jesus!How many times I mentioned the word "finally"? How many times I should be humiliated to learn a hard lesson in life? I wanted to hold on. I wanted to cling to the last strand of hope. I wanted to believe that one day, some day,  this crazy longing will be realized. But life is so tough and time would not just give in. Over and over again the s...

Dear Blogging, I am again seeking your comfort because I've no one to turn to. No one to confide my disgust and remorse. I am extremely pissed off! I am fuming mad! A while ago I encountered a despicable person, an idiot old cave man who rose from the dead of the amphibians who seemed did not know the basic thing of good etiquette, why he kept pushing me with his friend? That friend of his is painfully ugly and ghastly, look yourselves in a mirror to find out where to put yourselves, you fools!! I am terribly enraged right now that no amount of words can describe the degree of  anger and hatred I felt,  and no amount of repent can pacify my incensed spirit, what makes it worst is that there are people in the environment who are equally ignorant, very insensitive enough to conspire with that idiot, morbid idea! God forbids but I want to drag their faces on the wall and slit their throats!  They are the kind of people who are absent when God spreads commo...