Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Chinese happiness with a teaspoon of friendship

In Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, dementors are soulless creatures considered to be among the foulest beasts on earth. They are soul sucking beings that dement people by feeding on people's happiness and good memories, forcing them to recall their worst moments. When a dementor passes by, everything became dark and cold. Besides feeding on positive emotions, Dementors can perform the Dementor's Kiss, where the Dementor latches its mouth onto a victim's lips and sucks out the person's soul.The victim is left as an empty shell, incapable of thought and with no possibility of recovery. It is believed that existing after a Dementor's Kiss is worse than death.

Even though there are no dementors in real life, right now i feel like i am surrounded by a couple of those due to some personal problems. For me, everything seemed to be nocturnally dark and cold. My mind is often beset with bad thoughts and worries. There is little happiness and unfortunately more depression.

But they say you can repel dementors by simply thinking of strong, happy thoughts. What keeps me going in life is God, my dreams in life, the opportunity that im really thankful of to God, my sister, my friends like Jonathan, Mark, my classmates, Marlon, a certain significant other(he isn't my boyfriend but we're in -puppy- love with each other. =p) and of course some good memories that serves as an inspiration as well as motivation to move on with life.

Once upon a time, in faraway Hong Kong, dad and i paid a visit to some of my Chinese relatives who live there. It was the first time i met my foreign relatives whom i only saw on photo albums. I thought they were meaner, less hospitable and i will not understand them much since they were foreigners, but i was proved wrong. I spent a day not as Irish the Filipina but as Irish the Chinese girl. The memories of lively, crowded streets that smells joss incense, the dynamic infusion of ancient, oriental wisdom and modern ambiance, the very sweet smiles of my relatives and the sense of belongingness are so vivid in me. They are something that i will never find in any of the 7,107 islands where i live, but in some other place which gently whispers to me as the place where i should really belong. I will never forget April 6,2009.

Back in the Philippines, i have some of the most beloved people in my life- my best friends. My best friends were the ones who understood what i felt, enjoyed with me, cried with me, talked to me about their joys as well as their woes. In the past 16 years, my best friends are mostly transient. Even if i met Jonathan and Mark Malabanan, there are still doubts if they're really the best friends i was wishing for, but when i was with them, they never failed to stand by my side and do what's best for me. Even if their minds aren't as open minded as mine, they still manage to understand my innermost feelings- one thing that most of my transient "best friends" haven't managed to do. It's harsh to compare them with my other best friends because all of them have different capabilities. But still, i love my best friends, even the transient ones.

Just one of life's little sentiments.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Whatever, Bill...

I heard from my ever reliable TH news bearer Tokio Hotel Network that TH had an article from a Finnish(we are the moomins...) magazine that most of the guys want girlfriends.
Who am i to stop them(especially Bill) from dreaming of sweet tasting love? Im just a fan of theirs anyway. But if i were to give them-particularly Bill, since he's the one who always throws a bongang-bongang SONA about wanting a george foreman- a piece of advice, i would tell them a philosophy i've known for a long time. I would tell them that no one completes them but themselves since they were the only ones who knows themselves perfectly. They do not need a girl to be the happiest that they can be. Friends, career, family and partners can compliment them but they can't make them reach the skies on being happy.

I know, it kinda sucks not having someone to hug, kiss, open and love to especially in their case. The often complain always about being alone. I myself really hate being alone for a very long time. And they have been alone for a very long time themselves- since the last century? For years, their yearning for love grew as time evaporates like water vapor. Their hunger eventually grew big that they became unhappy with their life.
Like what Buddha realized about unhappiness, the people themselves were the ones who make them unhappy, not some calamity, circumstances or other else's fault. They do this by always wanting something in vain since they thought that this alone could make them happy. They do not understand that they can be peaceful and happy if they thought on things that could bring goodness instead. All they need is treasure the little things they have now, seek happiness inside them and eventually they'll be happy.

Also, they never realized that living a life with their future girlfriends could give them major headaches. Being the super rockstars with a lot of beautiful and sexier girl fans lusting over them, there's a great risk that there will be a point when they'll feel jealous and will never trust them or if the girl just uses them for fame and they also cheats on them. These days, it's hard to trust someone even if you know the person very well.

Im not trying to sound selfish, a fan with a head high above the clouds or a loner fucked up with being alone, but yeah i just said what i just wanted to say about their matter. I know even that i wrote this on my blog, i could not change what they want completely. It's just up to them on how they wanted to live their lives and i would be ready to hear what their judgement would eventually leads them. Maybe if Bill had a girlfriend, you would see me next clad in head to toe black, with teary, bloodshot eyes, reeking bottles of Heineken, Vodka, Calpis Water, San Pelegrino water and San Miguel with my Chinese uncle in a British pub near the old Kai Tak in Kowloon City while i hear breaking news on MTV China from the pub's TV that Bill was complaining about the headache he had for having a girlfriend. haha!!!