I am just being me

I can’t really remember the last time I was this excited—finally, I was heading out to work instead of just staying at home. I was nervous and thrilled at the same time, thinking, “Finally! I’m off to somewhere other than home!”

However, what I didn’t see coming was the conflict I would have with some of the people I’d be working with. I guess you should always expect the unexpected.

I’m not entirely sure how it all started, but somehow, there were people who hated me, and things quickly became awkward. The good thing is, they actually took the initiative to talk to me and confront me about the issue. Still, I felt frustrated that I didn’t get the chance to properly defend myself or explain my side of things. But I’m okay with it now. At least I got to hear how they truly felt about me.

They told me outright that they didn’t like me. They resented the fact that I didn’t engage with them, didn’t try to go along with their group, or didn’t socialize enough. As they put it (or at least how I understood it), they believed I had an attitude problem.

At first, I was really hurt—I cried a lot—because that was the first time anyone had ever said that to me. But then I realized that just as we all have different personalities, we also have different opinions and perceptions of others. It had only been a week since I met these people, and yet, they acted as if they had already figured me out. When I told them I felt judged, they denied it, insisting that they weren’t judging me, but at the same time claiming they already knew my personality. That assessment honestly shocked me.

Because the truth is, even I am still figuring myself out—I’m constantly evolving, just like everyone else.

What I found unfair was that they expected me to understand their personalities and accept them for who they were, yet they refused to do the same for me. It felt like they wanted me to conform to their way of doing things. And honestly? Who are they to tell me how to act? I have my own will.

Suddenly, I felt like I was back in high school. I had assumed that people in a professional work environment would be mature enough to accept differences. But as it turns out, the workplace isn’t all that different from high school—with the gossip, criticism, and cliques.

But in the end, I realized that’s just part of life. Sometimes, you have to go through these experiences. And at the end of the day, what truly matters is how you choose to deal with them.

Don’t get me wrong—I’m okay with criticism. I know that some of it can help us grow into better people, while some simply make us stronger. I’ve never dreamed of being the best—I’m content with just striving to be better. Because sometimes, in the pursuit of being the best, you forget to be good.

I won’t claim that I’m a completely good person, but at least I try to be. I’d rather be known as the least accomplished person with a kind heart than be the best yet lack compassion for others.

I could never be the type of person who carelessly says things that hurt others, because I know how that feels—I’ve been through it countless times. But I can be the kind of honest person who isn’t afraid to be blunt when necessary, as long as I know my words will help someone.

I Love Mails (still the BEST)

~ nakakatuwa lang, habang naglilinis ako ng kwarto, I came across with my box of letters, so napagtripan ko munang mag-basa and syempre magreminsce narin, nakaka-amuse na balikan yung memories ko with each person na sumulat saken, some of them are since high-school pa.

Isa sa nakakapag-paiyak lang talaga yung sulat na galing sa kaibigang mong wala na, ang lakas makapa-emosyonal. Hi Kane :)!

Pero isa sa mga paborito ko yung mga cute letters na galing sa mga little kids with their drawings and really adorable messages, nakakatuwa kase pagkaka-alam ko nung bata ako hindi ako mahilig magsulat ng letters kahit pa valentines day yan, Actually kahit yata hanggang ngayon XD, aside from that is hindi rin naman ako isang teacher , kaya nakakaappreciate lang everytime na makarecieve ng letters na galing sa mga super sweet na bata, and then now some of them nakikita ko mga dalaga at binata na, I wonder if they still remember their adorable letters to me. ^~^

 And syempre peyborit ko talaga yung mga ma-effort kong kaibigan na kahit wala namang okasyon eh trip lang talaga nila sumulat at magdrama saken, hehe.:) pero seryoso, SALAMAT.

"Ko`map-sum`nida" ^~Power-HUG~^

Nakakatawa din may letter ako na until now di ko parin alam or more like di ko parin maconfirm kung kanino galing dahil never naman ni-reveal yung identity nya. haha! kung sino ka man, Salamat sa letters mo.

'Thank You' din pala sa letters ng mga suitors-kuno, ahehe^^ salamat sa mga nakakataba ng puso nyong liham, pasensya na kung 'pusong-bato' ako. >o<

                Over-all, nakakatuwa talagang magbasa ng letters galing sa mga kaibigan o kahit dating kaibigan or sa mga taong nagmamahal sayo, Once in-a-while.Lalo na sa mga panahon na pakiramdam mo walang nagmamahal sayo o nakalimutan ka na or just whenever your feeling down.

Marerealized mo na lang maswuerte ka dahil sa mga taong ito at napaka-buti parin talaga ng mundo.