THEORY: Random Rage

WAAAAH. This is a rage post so if you don't want any bad vibes, leave now.

There are just so many things I want to change. And it's not simple things like the channel or volume or thermostat, it's people's thinking. I'm going to sound like a control freak or a dictator or self righteous but I just have to get these frustrations out or I'll explode!

I'll just list down the thoughts randomly because I'm too frustrated to list it by importance.

  1. You do not need to check what is inside the pants of person to know if that person can and should wash the dishes, do the laundry or clean the house. Why, do you use your "private area" to scrub the clothes or sweep the floor? Unless you do, then don't the hell tell me to wash the dishes because I'm a girl and you can't because you are a boy. And if you still dare tell me to do that, I'll let you use your "thing" to hammer that nail because only men do that. Prove it, mister.
  2. Going abroad is not the BEST way to a better life. But before I begin, what is "better life" anyway? If it is directly proportionate to the amount of money in your bank account, then maybe, just maybe, going abroad is your ticket to this "better" life. But if you are like me who factors in family, friends, self-actualization, then going abroad definitely won't guarantee you anything. And as much as I understand why people cling to being OFWs, I hope people won't get mad at those who would choose not to be one. I am not against those who choose to be OFWs, I am against people pressuring the poor to leave their loved ones when they do not want to. So many times have I heard people lecture the poor on how they have no heart for not going abroad and making a living for their families. How they are stupid and unhelpful and selfish for not leaving. People who choose to stay and sacrifice working just as hard, if not harder than those abroad, but with far less pay than those in other countries are as much heroes as OFWs. This is getting really long and I'm too frustrated to try to be patient in explaining this. Bahala na if you understood the point or not.
  3. Bad drivers do not equate to women drivers. Bad drivers are bad drivers. I swear, I want to run over the next person who equates bad driving skills with the driver's gender. There are more stupid male drivers (hello, jeepney drivers?) but I don't hear people say, "Ang panget magmaneho, lalaki siguro" because it sounds stupid. Well, saying the same thing about women drivers is just, if not more, stupid.
  4. Do not tell people what will make them happy. I blogged most of it here, so just scroll over there. 
  5. There is a lot more... let me get back to this list after I'm done watching TV.

THEORY: Struggles of an Introvert in an Extrovert-friendly World

I'm the type who reads comments on posts and clicks links when there are links to be clicked. Yesterday, I saw a post on FB that led me to 9gag that led me to Ted.com. And now I'm here on my blog talking about what those clicking has done to me. Here we go... 


As a child I always knew who I was, well what kind of person I was (I'm still figuring out who I am actually, so I'll blog about that once I'm done with that journey, okay?). I didn't know back then that there was a name for people like me but I already sensed that I was a certain "type" of person. Come college and a bunch of psychological tests later, I finally knew what to call myself. I am an introvert

STORY: Don't You Dare Rain On My Parade

Don't rain on my parade.



Things are going well for me. I know I might have just jinxed it by calling it out but maybe life isn't so smart and it needs a big flashing neon sign to tell her that I don't want her to mess with me right now. Then again, she might get pissed at how rude I'm being so let me start over.

Life, don't rain on my parade, pretty please? Thank you.

Love,
Andy

THEORY: TV Love

I love TV. I love watching my favorite shows back to back to back (well, whenever I get the chance). I always hear people talk about how TV is a waste of time and how it dumbs people down, but as usual, I beg to differ.

I think TV makes you think (if you watch the right shows... actually no, even dumb shows make you think! Otherwise, you wouldn't have figured it was a dumb show if you weren't thinking at all!) and it enriches your life to some extent. People would always talk about how we spend hours in front of a box with lights when we can go out and explore the world, have adventures, be with friends and just do stuff. But, are they really hearing what they say? I want to experience the world as much as everybody else, but the places I can go to at the moment are the places I have been to a hundred times before - the mall, the parks, the city! I know there are so much more things to experience and so many places to go to and I plan on doing and going to all those things but I can't do that every weekend, can I? But with TV, for a moment, for half an hour I sort of can. As I watch my favorite TV shows, I manage to travel to New York, to Ohio, to some far off place I can only imagine and I am taken there through the eyes of a character I have grown to love. Even if I have never met any of these people, I have connected with them (their characters, I mean). I root for them, I try to understand them, I analyze the questions they throw at me and I find myself amazed at how many angles you can view life. They may be living a different life from mine, waking up to different time zones and driving down different streets, but they go through things that aren't so different... love and loss, hopes and disappointments, growing up and tripping along the way, and all the other stuff in between. 

After every episode, be it a comedy or a drama, I always end up filled with emotion and so much wonder about the world. Particularly how amazing it is that there are people out there who are able to come up with such wonderful stories. I can't find a word for it (which I really should work on if I do want to write a show as awesome as the ones I'm watching now) but I can describe it. When an episode is just so amazing, I feel a really big, grand "thing" in the pit of my stomach and it just rises up and leaves me speechless and at awe. I mean, how could I not see that twist coming? Or how romantic was that gesture? Or how witty and funny was that joke? Every great episode just leaves me amazed! And I am even more amazed at how people can make so many great things in their lifetime and how I am a witness to that greatness and how one day I may be able to do some great things of my own as well. (Woah, lotsa HOWS in that sentence ober der) 

So don't hate on TV. Hate on the audience who just sits there watching and doesn't really see the world that unfolds before them. And how awesome is it that this world now no longer comes to us in a convenient box, but a flat sheet with pretty lights and music to match? 

THEORY: I Wanted A Job

Hay nako, another "idea" is put down and replaced with reality.

I wanted a job that I loved.
I wanted a job that would let me be creative.
I wanted a job that made me experience new things.
I wanted a job that would make me meet people like me (whatever that means).
I wanted a job that allows me to travel.
I wanted a job that wasn't repetitive (each day is just like the last)
I wanted a job that was exciting
I wanted a job that pays okay
I wanted a job that was fit for the course I finished.

I think I have that job...

but all I want now is a job that lets me go home by 7pm.

You really can't have it all. I got it, Lord. I won't try to get it all anymore.
Thanks anyway.