Envy

I find myself sometimes envying other people. Not for the things that they have, but for the love that they experience. 

I envy them for having loved ones that are not afraid to show them exactly how they love them. Without fear, without second thoughts, without hesitation.

I envy them for living the love stories that I can only dream about. The passionate kisses, the warm hugs and the sweet cuddles. 

Just Because

Just because I'm female doesn't mean that I am never allowed to leave their  nests and should stay at home, unless its to get married. In fact its a frustrating and incredibly insulting thought.

 I've spent my entire life cooped up within the four walls of my home, dreaming of far off places, of lives that I felt could never be mine to live. And yet, when I do get the chance to live my dreams, you begrudge me of that chance to live how I want to live, to make my dreams a reality.

 My desire to leave home doesn't necessarily mean that I'm turning my back on my family. It simply means that I want to have a place I could call my own, where I could take the time to discover myself without people constantly telling me how I should be. 

And telling me that my dreams are not worth it, won't be helping either. I happen to love what I do, and its unfortunate that you cannot fully fathom how passionate I am about it. Just because you don't understand the importance of what I do doesn't give you the right to belittle it and declare it insignificant, because if your goal is to bring me back into the fold, well then its about time you change strategies because its definitely not working. 

The Philippines and Social Media

Being the wonderful country that it is, the Philippines is known for many things, two of them are the following:

1. Social Media Capital of the World

2. The country that is never satisfied with its government

In a bout of slight genius (triggered by an overdose on mallows) I realized that these two are probably co-related with one another. 

Filipinos love to be heard. Whether its because they had an ingenious scientific breakthrough, or taking a picture of their next meal, Filipinos love broadcasting it for the world to know. They love the feeling of being heard, of being noticed. 

(That's also probably why Filipinos make such great entertainers)

Of course, this love for attention transcends even from outside their screens. As one can see from watching the evening news, a group of people will always be complaining about one thing or another.  And in the country where everyone has an opinion on one thing or another, coupled with the people's love for attention, the result is a nation where public demonstrations become not only something common, but it also ceases to become inspirational, and rather becomes a nuisance to the public. 

So, that's just my two cents on the entire thing, if someone has already thought of this, then I congratulate you because you are one observant genius. 

Book Review: Things I Know About Love

Things I Know About Love by Kate Le Vann

So, when I downloaded this book into my phone, I kind of had high hopes for it. With a promising, slightly quirky title, how could I not? Needless to say, I was a bit disappointed.

Things I Know About Love is a charming tale of a girl who gets a fun, movie worthy, romantic summer love story that most girls dream about. However, it mirrored “The Fault in Our Stars” a little too much for me.

A couple falls in love with one another while on vacation (Ok, technically, Adam wasn’t on vacation.) But, one half of the couple dies at the end. – but not before capturing the hearts of its readers, making them go “oooh” and “aww” at their charming love story.

When I first began this book, I was mildly bored, “Not another book based on blog posts!” I remembered thinking the minute Livia began telling her story as she steels herself for her flight to the US. But, I pushed through, and I hate to say that I actually fell in love with it. Well, for one, the characters were British, and two, the story was set in a city that I love – New York. And my policy in life is: Any love story that happens in the city that never sleeps is bound to be a good one.

At first, I found Livia terribly dull. Nothing out of the ordinary – aside from you, know she’s spent a huge, important, chunk of her life in the hospital. But, despite finding her boring, I actually got to relate to her. (and I must admit, she kind of made me want to dye my hair a vivid red the next time I go to the salon) A girl who’s dabbled in relationships, but not enough to call experienced, someone insecure about the physical part of it, someone who occasionally has something to hide, someone who had her heart badly broken and was still reeling from it.

I had to say, when I realized how similar we were, I began to love Livia.

And of course, Adam was lovable from the start. I loved how adorkable he was, I loved how head over heels he was over Livia, I loved how lovestruck he was. And my heart absolutely broke in time with his.

You could say that despite my earlier…distaste over the book, and how I still think that it’s a bit too like “A Fault In Our Stars” I kind of loved this book at the end, and I’d probably be willing to give it a 4 over 5 stars. 

And would definitely recommend it to anyone looking for a quick and light read.