Genius is as genius does.
You know how I got addicted to cocaine? I tried it. The problem with drugs is that they work. Right up until the moment they decimate your life. Try cocaine and you’ll become addicted to it. Become addicted to cocaine and you will either be dead or you will wish you were dead, but it will only be one or the other. – Aaron Sorkin (screenwriter, actor, producer)
Don’t ever forget that you’re a citizen of this world. And there are things you can do to lift the human spirit—things that are easy; things that are free; things that you can do everyday. Civility. Respect. Kindness. Character. You’re too good for Schadenfreude. You’re too good for gossip & snark. Youre too good for intolerance. And since you’re walking into the middle of a presidential election that’s worth mentioning, that you’re too good to think people who disagree with you are your enemy. – Aaron Sorkin (screenwriter, actor, producer)
You’re going to fall down but the world doesn’t care how many times you fall down as long as it’s one fewer than the number of times you get back up. – Aaron Sorkin (screenwriter, actor, producer)
Yesterday: “I’ve a huge problem and the last thing I would do is to ask God to help me out.”
Today: “I had a huge problem, and if I hadn’t prayed hard enough, I would never have gotten out of it.”
Stupidity can be battled by prayers. He listens, all we have to do is talk.
Love is probably the most talked-about and/or blogged-about emotion in the world. “It’s the idea of love, it’s mysterious. You can’t just say you’re in love,” a friend said. True, you can’t just run around saying I love you and actually mean it. That’s how powerful those words are. That’s the most shitty thing about them, too.
Most people who say I love you to someone they’ve been dating or hanging out with are suddenly cuffed with the notion of love-me-so-respect-and-trust-me-and-make-me-feel-special kind of relationship. They hold on to the words they uttered and pray to the highest force that the recipients of their precious words would throw the same words back. Unfortunately, not everyone gets an I love you too. Most of the time, this results to hating the very idea of love.
“Minahal ko siya, pero pinagmukha niya lang akong tanga.” (“I loved him/her, but s/he just made me look stupid.”)
Cupid may have sent the wrong guy for a girl, or vv, but maybe, people are just overly excited about having someone to call their partner, to spend weekends with, or to share ice cream sundaes with. Thing is, there’s no point in hating love. I should know. I used to blame Cupid or Eros or Aphrodite, whoever/whatever. I was hurt, and I didn’t—and wouldn’t—plan on blaming myself.
Send the arrow back, throw in the bow if you must
V-day, the worldwide celebration of mushy wuzzy love, is just five days away. People whose hearts are broken would probably find comfort in booze, stay at home, or sleep throughout the day. Whatever they do, the whole world might forget about them for 24 hours.
Then again, love’s not all butterflies and rainbows. Thus, to those who are hurt, go ahead and chant Fuck Love on V-day all you want. It’s all cool. I could guarantee, love wouldn’t cuss you back.
Life is the sum of the memories of yesterday, smiles of today, and breath-away’s of tomorrow.
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