A video created by Jimmy Sieczka had gone viral over the internet through Facebook and Twitter. It tells of his 20 Things Why I Hate the Philippines. It caught my attention because his video was based in the city I love the most, Cebu!
Struggling in a situation I was in, I've been wanting to read a book to console my restless soul. I do not like anything too preachy. I've opened books with interesting covers and titles, read a few pages but nothing felt right for me. I always find myself closing and putting it back on the shelf. A good friend of mine who manages OMF Literature, the store I was in, came to me and suggested Facing Your Giants by Max Lucado. Being a fan of the book and the author, she gave me an insight of what the book was about.
Yesterday, I visited a friend at the hospital who was diagnosed with liver cancer. He was initially confined because of complaint of blurry vision. He thought it was his diabetes acting up again. After several tests and only a day turnaround time, a 12cm mass was found in his liver. Extraction and biopsy followed then the diagnosis. He is 41 years old. He is his family's breadwinner. He has 2 boys. The eldest is 4-years old and the second is 3. The jolly, noisy, and always-singing friend I know is now thin and worrisome.
The Little Prince has been written in the 1940s by Antoine de Saint-Exupery yet its lessons never go Jurrasic. The lessons continually shed light to each one of us as its famous quotes are being referenced to until now. I have to admit that I have just read this book now although I have come across it several times before. I never felt the urge to read it... and boy, did I regret. I recommend you read it. Don't overthink it. Just move along the pages. I am sure you will not even want to stop once you get started.
As a wise man said, "Beauty is the eye of the beholder". I agree with that. However, it does not hurt if beauty is also in the eye of those looking at you, right? We are, after all, social beings. With that said, I always make an effort to care for my skin and exert even much more care for my face (as it is more sensitive).
When I was in my senior year in high school, I was worried about my future. Which college should I go? What profession do I see myself practicing in the future? Would I be good at it? At a limbo, the future was an uncertain scary place.
I was at the 14th floor lobby waiting for the elevator on my way to lunch when everything shook. At first I thought I was having a vertigo attack. I leaned to the wall trying to keep my balance. When I saw the door shake intensely and the printers moving, I knew then it was an eathquake. 5 seconds passed and the shaking still did not stop. I rushed to the door hoping to go back to my office and hide under my table. I twisted and pulled the knob but it did not open. It was like playing tug-o-war with the door. Yes, I was in panic.
