Showing posts with label Traumatic Paroxysms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Traumatic Paroxysms. Show all posts

I’m afraid of liars…

IT’S DIFFICULT TO TRUST. It’s hard to speculate about the truth with no assurance. It hurts to find out that the person whom I trust the most is not worth it…

Oftentimes, when people lie to us, it’s annoying that we want to kill!

The fortuneteller’s failure keeps on destructing me…

I'LL NEVER FORGET THE day when even the soothsayer failed to foretell the harm you might bring...

I still don't know you -- I don't know the family where you come from, the secrets you are concealing and the hidden agendas you are planning for...

What is humanistic with fear?

THERE’S ONE ABOUT FEAR that I believe in: If you fear, it only means you can relate with people easily because you know how the majority feels. You should know that if you fear, it only means that you’re human. Thus, it makes you more fitted to be a student leader, serving as Public Relation Officer

Photocopy imbeciles

PEOPLE WHO DO NOT know the difference of a photocopy to an original one are brainless. Conversely, those who think that they can fool me that a photocopy is an original copy are such imbeciles!

Annoyance in conversations

OFTENTIMES, MY FOREMOST ALLERGIC reaction is when people holler at me. Some people love to correct me by defending their facts that are can even mislead us because they are more erroneous. Others are fond to instruct me with the pitch of their voice rising as if they know what they are discussing even though they know nothing.

If not because of me…

MOST PEOPLE DON'T UNDERGO the things I am going through. Most people don't do the things I do. Some of these "most" even have the nerve to scrutinize me when things aren't "too much" for them - they are not contented with "enough"...

What’s infuriatingly iniquitous?

THERE ARE COUNTLESS THINGS that are infuriatingly iniquitous. One of them is when you make a clear deal with people who you’re actually helping to get something they want; yet they still don’t do their part in order to materialize it…

Are you one of them? If yes, then I tell you this:

Friends for sale in ukay-ukay

LONG AGO, I RECEIVED a message saying: Kung ang isang kaibigan ay maibebenta sa ukay-ukay, ibebenta kita sa halagang piso. Bakit? Para lahat magka-chance na makilala ang isang tunay na kaibigang tulad mo....

Isn’t that dulcet and bewitching? Well, I suppose it’s not.

The thought of that message says if a friend could be vended in an “ukay-ukay” – these are the stores that sell low-priced genuine goods because they are cast-off – then the sender would sell the recipient, who is supposed to be his/her friend, for as low as Php1.00 only. Why? So that everyone would afford to purchase that person thus everyone will have the chance to meet a very special, congenial and unfeigned friend like him/her.

My argument: Why would I vend my precious friends if I know there are oodles of people out there who are “USERS”?

Define “merry” in the “Merry Christmas-greeting”

CHRISTMAS LIGHTS OF DIVERGE hues are all aglow in the used-to-be-dark streets of our subdivision like a fire burning in an elegant chimney of a castle. The wind blows its used-to-be-arctic air around the murky atmosphere. My cell phone reverberates, signifying I have a message. The telephone rings because of a relative calling. People used to greet “Merry Christmas” and others include the “Happy new year-phrase”. Everyone seems to be glad. But, are they really glad? Are they….

One thing I simply don’t get about this Christmas is the atypical sentiment that I sense. Though people don’t converse about it, I just know that there is a predicament.

Is this an omen?

Multihued gobbledygook

I ABHOR PEOPLE WHO converse a lot about bogus dreams and promises -- They forget to wake up and materialize their “multihued gobbledygook” (these are the beautiful things that they promise and then disregard in later time, as if they are waiting for someone to accomplish them.)