Yet Her Face is Tattoed on my Mind

I’ve been having
second thoughts lately—about myself, about my own self-manufactured
insecurities; and yet if there’s one thing I can’t get out of my mind is this
one person I’ve known for a few weeks now. I have never met anyone as angelic as her in my entire life. She has a smile that could light a beacon on
a dark stormy night, and a disposition that could thwart off any thought of
doubt and fear. I could talk with her
forever and I still would think that so little time has passed.

You’d think that
I’m usually attracted to those beautiful, sultry, and sexy types but no; what
really attracts me the most is how a person, no how a woman, carries herself.
She is what you would think at first to be this prim and proper lady who never
says a word—but that’s the thing that makes her attractive really, of course if
you really knew the story behind it.

She has severe
scoliosis, which would pretty much explain why she always has this posture that
makes her look so lady-like; but here’s the rub: she has to undergo an
operation wherein a rod is stuck in her back, all while keeping her heart
beating because she has a pneumatic heart; and it pains me so much that even if
she goes through the operation, her life would still be in danger.

So every time we
meet, she’s always this gentle yet always with an on-the-go attitude, with her
studies, with her responsibilities, which pretty much reminds me of myself. [I
can never stay idle for more than thirty minutes because my obsession on being
busy would kick in and I would have extreme mood swings.]

So here I am
writing about the most beautiful girl—both inside and out, that I have ever
seen in my entire life, which is why I’m making the most out of the time I am
able to share with this person.

Procrastination--Bad :D

I was going to name this as post # 60; realizing that I would sound pompous because of  announcing the number of posts I have written over my "active blogging life".  Hell it doesn't even matter whether which was more, quality or quantity.

OK, back to the main idea.  I'm tired of ranting, that is until I find something that really strikes me in the heart, after which a great idea comes to mind.  I make a note in my head to put it in the blog.

Procrastination strikes.  I then say bye-bye to the great idea lost in the deepest recesses of my mind.

There used to be a time when I would actually do anything, and I mean ANYTHING, to write something on a piece of paper so that I would remember what I would put in my blog the moment I got home.

Procrastination strikes.  I then say bye-bye to the great idea lost in the deepest recesses of my mind.

I honestly thought that it would be a great idea to write down the realizations as well as the lessons learned for the day, just so that I wouldn't be making the same mistakes again; that and I could keep track on what's going on in my life and the paths I have taken that led me to the present moment in time.

Procrastination strikes.  I then say bye-bye to the great realization lost in the deepest recesses of my mind.

At least I got this one covered-- procrastination=great idea lost in the deepest recesses of my mind

Life-changing decisions should have Life-changing reasons for being

Is it just me, or are people taking vocations[think of it as a career, except only 24/7 like the religious i.e. missionaries, priests, nuns] as something casual?   Like there was this one classmate I knew who was entered the seminary, and was smoking a few packs a day and having a girlfriend while being under formation, or a catechist[noun, one who teaches religion] that constantly curses, invoking the name of devils unconsciously or subconsciously?

A popular saying goes "many are called but few are chosen", but are we really going to take this crap?

Let me walk you through this with the following questions:
Can you honestly say to yourself that you are unique?
Can you say you've got your own purpose in this world(despite not knowing what that purpose is)?
Can people identify you as someone else instead of just you(i.e. people say you're sound,look,act,dress like a celebrity like tom cruise, or Jessica alba, Amy lee)?
Can people still identify you if there was somebody who looked like you, talked like you, dressed like you, acted like you?

Well then if your answers to those questions were no, then go ahead and take that crap.

Your uniqueness presents a purpose for your life in the world that only you can cater.  That being said, yes, people may be called, yes people may be chosen, yes people are willing to commit, in the end most of our choices in our present life will point to a general direction unless we blatantly choose otherwise.

Thus, I would like to propose something new: "One can travel with many on different roads, but in the end only he can have that specific journey."

Call it fate, call it destiny, call it God's plan; but whatever it is that you believe in, you have your own purpose in life--don't make life-changing decisions because of reasons like "I don't know what else to do", or "because my boyfriend broke up with me", or "I just want to try it out"; but instead do it because of life-changing reasons.  Do it because of faith, do it because of hope, do it because of love.