Challenges

In my previous posts, I have written about finding more challenges to face, more tests and more trials, Boy did I never expected that everything would start like this. You see, this easter season, my son and I fell ill. For some reasons, some nasty bug or shall I say viruses, sneakily crept onto both our bodies and went gaga in creating havoc into our immune system. In simple terms, my son and I were sick... I know it would be more fun if we can play together or even sleep together but oh my, we were separated, isolated and drenched with every antiseptic, antibacterial, antimicrobial stuff I can get my hands on to. Talk about real challenge, this is like plague that materialized right between us two. So what must be the catch on why I am kinda upset on both of us getting sick altogether...simple! WE BOTH CAN'T GO OUT! what sucks even more is that we can't watch TV together...argh!

Well, I am hoping that like some nasty "bugs" that came across our lives, their effects should be temporary, but something that we will carry on forever. I guess I should say, "good luck with that - mate!"

All About CLASS

Class has a sense of humor. It knows that a good laugh is the best lubricant for oiling the machinery of human relations. Class never makes excuses. It takes its lumps and learns from past mistakes. Class bespeaks an aristocracy unrelated to ancestors or money. Some extremely wealthy people have no class at all, while others who are struggling to make ends meet are loaded with it. Class is real. You can't fake it. Class never tries to build itself up by tearing others down. Class is already up and need not attempt to look better by making others look worse. Everyone is comfortable with the person who has class because he is comfortable with himself. If you have class, you've got it made. If you don't have class, no matter what else you have, it won't make up for it. 


                                                                                    -- Ann Landers

I did IT!

It was my graduation week. Suddenly, my hopes of finishing my college education came true. All the hard work, long work hours, study periods, cramming periods, tiring days and nights, and time spent away from my son rewarded me with this single sheet of paper called "college diploma". Then suddenly, it hit me... what am I going to do now? Where do I go from here? What things should I pursue now that my ultimate goal has finally been reached. Then it sinked in that I now have to figure out more things to do with my life. But similar to my experiences with my previously achieved goals, I know that I have to toil and work harder this time to achieve more things that I wanted in my life.

Of course, I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who helped me make the "impossible" possible.

As the "MIA" writer that I am, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to my boss - my friend, Sandi for always finding it in her heart to understand my interesting predicament. Thank you for being a great boss, a friend and an inspiration for a struggling writer and mother like me. As it is, you're doing a great job on your own and I'd like to bring that positive attitude in my life.

As a stubborn sister, daughter and niece that I am, I would like to thank my family for the support and affection that consistently gave me strength to go through everything that is necessary to reach my goals. I am what I am because you guys helped me become what I am ... a winner!

As a reluctant, confused, dramatic, neurotic yet trying-to-be-the-coolest-young-hot-mother that I am, I would like to dedicate my achievements to my SON, my everything. This is just the start so NJ, just hang in for this will be quite a ride!

Lastly, I dedicate everything to my greatest inspiration... the never tiring and unconditional love and affection that you have bestowed upon me was what held me through it all. It is your love that SAVED my life and I promise to live out the most of the life that YOU gave me. Dear Lord, you are the greatest love I have seen in my life. My love for my son, my family and my loved one --- my love for them is a reflection of what you gave me. Thank you for teaching me everything I know now... and I look forward to the tests that you will give me. I am eternally grateful dear Lord, you've protected me from making wrong decisions, you enlightened me of the persons who have taken from me and hurt me. I pray to you for peace in mind and heart of every person's life I have touched, for every person who brought hurt and shame into my life, for the people who helped me and supported me... as I would hope to give them the same courtesy they have given me. Thank you for everything. I pray for my heartfelt thanks in Jesus' name.....AMEN

The Victor

I would like to share with you my favorite poem of the moment:



If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don’t
If you like to win but think you can’t,
It’s almost a cinch you won’t.

If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost.
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow’s will
It’s all in the state of mind.

If you think you are outclassed, you are.
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win the prize.

Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man.
But sooner or later, the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can.



-C.W. Longenecker

Take Risks! Assert Yourself!

One status message in facebook actually caught me off-guard as it was so true. It said, most successful people have taken risks. Then I thought, I used to take risks so lightly like I never have anything to lose. However, those days seem to have passed me by. When I've so much to stake and so many complications to consider, I seem to have lost the courage to take the risks necessary for me to move on with my "contented and satisfyingly simple life". Then I thought, the road to success were more challenging with everything I have in tow...really challenging. Then again I thought, I have come to a point in my life where I used to believe that everything was tough, yet I survived. I thought those days were the "toughest" as of those I have faced before, but I survived. I guess my uncertainties in taking risks only keeps me from going further to what I can do and wherever I can still go. I guess I really have to really toughen up some more and grow thicker skin to really go further. I admit I am fearful of failure. Then I thought, again, tasting failure only got me more revved up to do better. Whatever lies ahead, I guess I just need to brace myself for whatever good or bad may happen. I have surprised myself many times at overcoming life's difficulties, I guess this new crossroad in my life will only give me more surprises of whatever I am still capable of doing, failing or achieving.

"Assert yourself..." this will be my new mantra. Hello world; here I go again!

Whatta!

Sometimes... rather...most of the time, parents can be the most discriminating persons in this world. No matter what you do, it seems like they can easily pick something bad on anything that you have or do. No matter how you redeem yourself from all your past offenses, they will always pick on those and always find a way to make an argument about it. No matter how well you do, they will always find something to make you feel that it wasn't good enough. So here's a piece of my mind: I may pursue something that people may not perceive as a road to success, but whatever I do, it is I who is most pleased about it...and I am not the least bit ambitious as some people are.

I am not perfect, I get it. Whoever is anyway? I just hate it when somebody pisses on me and it burns me like hell because I cannot talk back or even defend myself. So there, enjoy tormenting me because soon, you will see the end of everything. and that is a promise.

Whew!

Im so sorry guys for neglecting this blog for like two weeks. Wendastarr just got busy with school and many other things. After surviving OJT, thesis writing and thesis defense, I have a good feeling that all my hard work will pay well. 

Finally, school will be over. After all the blood, sweat and tears, I can finally say that my life is close to being the way I wanted it to be...I planned it to be. That thought I made a long "detour", I still managed to go back on track.

Time and time again, I am thankful for the support system that I have. My son, my family, my friends, my classmates and my professors, I thank everyone for bearing with the "temperamental me" these past few weeks. 

God speed!