The Extraordinary Introvert

Wow, I can’t believe I just finished College. 4 years surely went by quickly. Let me rephrase that. 16 years in school seems long on paper, but just look at how each year flew by fast. Obviously, I am still on such an emotional high. It is still so surreal that I wore that badass toga, shook hands with Fr. Jett (University President), got my diploma, framed it pa, traded grad pics and took last minute selfies with my fellow batchmates and graduates. With all due respect to this illustrious ceremony, marching up the stage was actually not the ultimate highlight of the week of my graduation. (DISCLAIMER: Please do understand that I’m not belittling the ceremony. As a matter of fact, it was a moment of immortality and euphoria.) The real highlight of this wonderful season that just recently concluded is this blue rose you see in the picture which was taken 2 days before Graduation. Let me explain why. You see, being this very shy and torpe person, I was not even supposed to go ...

Yesterday felt like the most depressing afternoon of my life. I felt lifeless. It’s as if the weight of the world on my back was too heavy to carry. It was a slow walk to the car. It was a slow drive home. Walang buhay, walang malay at wala nang paki. I was looking down, not giving a damn anymore of what people would think of me. I didn’t care anymore if people thought I was walking stupid, or if I’m just making up my depression. I was just out of it, and I felt emotionless. However, as I stepped out of the car and into our house, the tears began to flow. This magnificent gift of sadness came to my rescue. The moment I saw my parents by the door, I just let it all out. I was so scared to show my scars to them, but sadness was telling me to just let it all out instead of bottling it all inside. This seemed to be what Riley was going through in the movie “Inside Out”.   As she rode the bus that would take her away from their new home, she felt lifeless and emotionless. Her...

The wind pierces through my face as I watch red heart-shaped balloons filling up the sky. I look down on the ground, pretending not to see couples and lovers holding hands, handing out roses and doing all that other lovey duvey bullsh*t. I watch different guys out there surprising their favorite girls, one by one. We’ve come to that time of the year I super hate the most, Valentine Day. Let’s admit it, we all waiting, don’t we? We hate waiting in line. We hate waiting for our test papers to come back so that we can know our scores immediately. For the SJWs (Social Justice Warriors) out there, we hate on “Waiting for the World to Change” (pardon me for the John Mayer reference). Anyways, Valentines is just a day to remind me that I gotta keep waiting, and waiting, and waiting. But more than that, it honestly makes me feel like an EFFIN LOSER at times. I mean just peep the intro. Girl holds hands with boy here, boy gives balloons and flowers to girl there, “I WUW YEW” posts EVE...