No matter what, stand up, fight for something. Be happy. Stay calm，be happy. Life is short. Love your life. Love yourself. Love your enemies. Forgive ，let go. Let God ，you will win
I have been on the nines lately
I am wearing our company shirt
My previous boss told me good luck
So much heart for Ayala
Proud to be Vertex
Naka Vertex shirt ako today sa office
I feel like my corporate life last year
Has been a dream
Btw its paired with ripped jeans
Im quite speechless lately
Kinda out of money
My fb and ig are both surviving.
Im kinda happy
I hate my office mates
Gotta get better
14 guests for aug
Missing jon ty
Where is my mind
Gotta love your enemies
These days I have no idea what is going on. All we know is nothing is permanent. And we can lose it at anytime. Growing up has me binded to my parents rigour. The point, I grew up at 21. At eighteen I yearned to be like the ideal United States chick – away from my parental and living by myself with some cash earned. If only I knew college ed won’t suffice to say, get you to where you wanted to be, then must I not keep the education and worked outside instead.
The gist is, my mother has been killing me. She sent me to a “famous” psychologist named Agnes Bueno.
This person told me, suicide is legal.
I was like, wtf.
She said, “So far, nobody has died on me.”
I was like, deep in my head, am I gonna be the first???
I was shookt how she said I have no problem. And asked me why I was there. I was like, well my mother told me to come here.
Really, parents are a children’s source of wealth in this world.
No matter how successful you are, if you aren’t the least bit accepted, honored, respected, cherished more so, acknowledged and appreciated.
That success is just an illusion.
I found this website early this afternoon.
At a young age, these have truly made an impact on me since I grew up shy and very timid.
I always played the piano and studied in school.
Looking further than that, I guess recently I was glad that a client I got from Greenhills agreed to go to our club event in Churchill.
Something about an Investors Night
I was hoping I can make it up for not being able to go to the sales rally/ mid-year awards tomorrow since I got really sick.
Not only am I sad about my mom, I just know I simply cannot change other people.
The saying goes, you want to change the world, but you can’t even change yourself.
Lately I have been dismissive and assertive.
I realized I don’t have any friends.
All my life Mom controlled it.
To the section I had in class down to my course in college.
Down to deciding whether to stay with my current employer in Taiwan.
Anyway, regarding people
Just recently my boss got mad at me for not being “productive” aka he disliked me waking up at 4am and told me that I wasn’t working enough.
It’s kinda sad I already hate my teammates.
After a month of putting up with their shallow shady jokes that are awful, and their backstabbing persona.
So yeah, people can be a pain.
What is even worse is when you saw the good in them,
But never will they really see the value in you.
I got 104 Facebook friends and I am not ashamed.
17 Instagram followers for god-knows-what.
And thankfully, 87 Followers in wordpress.
I was really sad I had to unfriend some people.
But what made me sadder is that they dont care.
At the very least, you can always have a new life elsewhere if you aren’t happy.
You know, it really is different here in Ortigas and Company.
I miss Alveo.
Esp the bosses.
Sana makalimutan ko rin kayo
Btw Timots I thought you were nice
Sometimes ayoko na mag reveal ng story or info sa mga tao
Kahit kailan di nila nakikita effort mo
Magpakatibay ka nalang kasi walang lalaban para sayo
Here is to being wealthy, sick-free and financially capable 💎
Welcome to BS Crush It.
This is the crash course to when you learn to DGAF when a) unexpected incidents happen b) the world is probably ending now c) your mom incessantly mocks and derrogates you again like when you were a teenager d) you are just simply killin it
With kindness, surely. Most def.
Well well, at the course of my life. I simply am me.
I have no words for the pain I suffered since I read something that pain is actually weakness leaving the body.
Aint that true ?
I mean hellya I totes forgot my high school “friends” and in college I was a bookish loner but ya know.
We must never forget the memories that struck us deep within of who we really are.
Now I am stuck in the real world. And by real world I don’t mean high school.
To begin with I was surprised at elementary and high school, years I dare not touch,
I was never bullied in school
Probably my second life gave me that secret power to yield those throat ass*s but um
Never really had a lingering memory or like a foreshadowing of the past
That somebody nearly killed me or what
Maybe just in china when I was 13 well just turned 13 and there was a brother to brother bullying like they were two brothers shooking the navel off me.
Anyway I have nothing to say to my blog.
Like I tried to be a good girl for most of my life.
My parents even sent me to rehab like they aren’t supposed to be there right now.
All I can say is that when people fight you and get mad at you in an overrated sense (hello mudra)
Just simply. Ignore.
You can never demand respect anyway but you can respect yourself enough to walk away from the situation.
When I was around 19 navigating my angst tough aging teenage years I was pretty much at the stage where I really was struggling with my art and music and all those dreamy things I wish I could relive.
I often asked why my own mother was always so tough on me.
She never could appreciate or acknowledge anything nice out of me.
Quite the tiger mom really.
And having three brothers next to me feels like I am supposed. And yes insistently, live this life like some pretty exclusive lotus flower.
I simply wish I will meet more wonderful people along the way to guide me and help me become who I am.
I will always be grateful for Dior Mommy, Robert Daddy, Gable, Aunty Curdy, Grace the Teaching Assistant, Sylvia my Camp Counselor Teammate, and of course my greatest boss Gad. Hello Boss. Haha. I think you’re not reading this. Psh.
Anyway I am hella Happy I can Be Hella from Thor.
So far I blocked all Alveo peeps.
They really fuel my heart with so much tears. The irony.
I really wish I can just start over and not remember all the time I spent.
But I guess they don’t really remember me or like say care about my own feelings.
In Alveo though I will never ever forget Sir Gerry B. Haha
And Boss Norman Lim
Ian Casem our Area Sales Director.
And my forever beloved Boss Gad.
These days I just came to happy lemon, even spelled out my name S-H-E-R-R-Y. And then they printed out “cherry ” yet again.
Oh my did I react and squabbled.
Why is this name haunting me?????
To the brink 7$ I am getting my comm late September.
So thats like debts to the living for now.
Ohwells I will manage.
What a crazy world.
I still feel like a teenager though.
Wheres my hoodie. My starbucks. My rollercoaster. My zombie folks. My favourite dream. My castle.
– is the world really ending?
Barely felt summer 2018
I threw a party and 4 people came
I drank Sangria
I got sick
Entirely april was full of sick
Music is my first love
I am being
I love my family
The people who truly encouraged
Though some days
I get the usual
Play this game