DC paper was better than expected.
Tomorrow's dedicated to report and Saturday--Saturday is PLAY.
0400, Im tryna digest the Asam flavored maggi.
Stomach on fire.
Hmmmmmmm.
Have you ever wondered,
"Hwah how come she meets all the good guys while I always end up with such trash?"
Hmmmmmmm.
Have you ever wondered,
"Hwah how come she meets all the good guys while I always end up with such trash?"
Because I've heard/overheard this endlessly.
Strangers, friends bitching.... in envy, jealousy or plain disdain.
It doesn't necessarily mean she is a better person than yourself.
Hell it isn't even about luck or course of life.
I gave this some thought today. The answer is clear:
She will not settle for less. And you might.
Sometimes in life we adapt to expect less of people.
There's that fine line between settling and striving for our ideals.
We want to be realistic, but what is real?
"Contemporary society rests upon 'a simulation of something that never really existed'."
The simulacrum is never that which conceals the truth,
it is the truth which conceals that there is none.
The simulacrum is true.
(Jean Baudrillard)
(Jean Baudrillard)
The above implies that the real is no longer real.
The world we encounter is hyperreal--abstracted from reality.
Everything signified refers to another signifier.
In believing so, it is safe to say we construct our own ideals.
Not long ago Sissy shared a true story with me.
This girl of mediocre upbringing and looks had dreams of marrying into royalty.
She wasn't joking when she told her friends about it.
Obviously no one encouraged that dream, perhaps no one listened.
Well this girl's motivation eventually carried her to a foreign land
where upon a twist of fate (probably self-sought),
she got married to the man titled as Prince in his country.
I grew up with wonderful cousins.
We'd talk about the future; PP in particular, was very certain about her path.
Adores children. Plans to teach in a pre-school.
Find a good man. Marry young. Start her own family.
Tadaaah--Happily ever after! Haha.
And I guess it was her certainty that made us skeptical.
I didn't believe life could be so simple, so effortlessly.
Now, a decade later....
Her marriage.
Her children.
Her family.
:D
:D
We construct our own ideals. 'Good' is a point of view.
We alone, decide what is unacceptable and what is attainable.
I will not settle for less. And I will strive for a life I define as good.
No one is gonna tell me otherwise.
This post makes perfect sense to me.
Maybe Im overwhelmed by theories.
I hope it makes some sense to you.
This post makes perfect sense to me.
Maybe Im overwhelmed by theories.
I hope it makes some sense to you.
