Im your sonic dead monkey.

Love is blind. Love conquers all. Love is in the air. The universal taboo. They say that falling in love is a “must-try” so you can enjoy life. Well, I agree. You know, love makes the world go round. :) But not every story ends with a happy ending. We always come up to find the perfect one. It’s like you’re in God’s paradise. You know what’s paradise, right? Everything’s free and natural. Then suddenly, God commanded you to find the best fruit among the paradise. As you were walking down the kingdom, you noticed a fruit that’s shining like a twinkle twinkle little star. Smells so sweet, smooth and looks perfect. Then, you doubt. You just thought if this could be the best fruit ever. Then, you just walked away. Why? Because you knew that there could be another one and it may not be the best fruit God’s talking about. So you walk and search, walk and search. But you didn’t found the best fruit. And when you came back to the fruit you saw before, it’s gone. Someone just picked it up. People are not contented. We assume the best things and person to come but we are so blind that we even not noticed that they’re just standing in front of us. We always seek for the perfect one that’s why we can’t appreciate the people around us. Hey, accept the fact that Edward Cullen only happens in Twilight Saga. You know, the vampire who really loves Bella Swan. The man who will come every time you need him. The man who will sacrifice his ethnicity for you, who will climb you up to the tallest tree and show you the whole world, who feels fascinated while watching you sleeping, who can bring you to a prom and carry you while you dance and who says your blood is his personal brand of heroine. I know, it’s sweet. I wish i have an Edward Cullen too. LOL. Unfortunately, the magic only happens in movie. You can never had a guy like Edward because Bella already owns him. Haha. But apparently, we’re still lucky. Because you will not run in your entire life because his family’s after your blood. And hey, isn’t it sweeter if he can’t come to help you to do your household chores but will show up on your doorsteps the next day with a bouquet? Or even try-so-hard to sing you the song Just the way you are in front of your classmates even though you know he stinks at all? Who can’t climb up a tree rather he will rent a helicopter to show you the heart island. Who will not watch you sleeping but will dream about you like he was about to marry you but his little pup just woke him up. Who will not say that your blood is his personal brand of heroine instead, he will say that “You’re the reason why everyday is worth living.”  Sweeter than gummy bears right? See? You don’t need an Edward Cullen or Jacob Black just to have a romantic love story. You don’t need to do a super effort so they can say that you’re the perfect one. Dude, you’re not sacrificing so everyone could notice you like a hero. In fact, you’re doing it for your priority not because you’re impressing the crowd. It doesn’t matter if they’ll hate you. They’re just a viewer, not a producer. And don’t be too eager to set things to be the top rating show, big things happen when small things occur. That’s the secret of SMs owner, Henry Sy. Begin with easy breezy. Make a strong foundation. And when it’s done, you’ll see that you just build up a tight, strong and unbreakable relationship. Best things happen every day. Just open your eyes, hear the unscreamed words, smell the scent and feel the things you can’t feel. Remember, you don’t need to be the perfect one; you just need to be the right.

When to scream and when to shout.

Are you afraid in the dark? Afraid to swim? In heights? In dolls? Dogs? A person who’s afraid in lacked space is called Claustrophobic.  They are the ones who can’t enjoy concerts because of the too much crowd though, other Claustrophobics can manage this. Hey, would you mind to seal them in a coffin? Trust me, they will scream to let them go and after that, they will shout at you like an effin creature who almost kill them and at the same time, they will cast you. Haha, and don’t mind to try this at home. Show a parent’s consent first. Many people say that they are afraid in heights. A phobia is from a traumatic experience that leads the subject to be shiver when a diche of their lives came. It simply discuss that if a person experienced a certain cliché that gave them an awful outcome and headed them to trauma, it’s a Phobia. Hence, if the person does not experienced some sits, we call it FEAR.  So if you’re afraid in heights because you felt once, its Acrophobia. But! If you’re afraid in heights because.. You’re just afraid? Dude, you’re not afraid in heights, you’re just afraid to fall. Right? You’re not afraid in the dark, you’re just afraid of what’s inside. You’re not afraid to swim, you’re just afraid to get drown. And you’re not afraid to dogs; you’re scared because they might bite you. I asked some people of what are the things that they fear off. The one said “rats”, some said “spiders” and other said “ghosts”. And I asked myself the same question too. The face I saw in the mirror when I look on it says that I, Princess Sledge Cellona am afraid of failures and rejections. I have a Cuevaphobia. Its my professor in my Communication Skills and World Literature class. His last name is Cuevas. I am so afraid of him. Like I recited once my research in front of the whole class and I just forgot these words then he rejected me. The feeling that you slept late last night because you made your research and it all fade out because of a simple word that you didn’t mention. An epic fail, right? After what happened, I promised to myself that he can never bring me down again. So I tried, I did it again, recited again and failed again. He said that my research is a mess. I looked out my research and bem! I just called it the red research. LOL. It has more red marks rather than the black ink from the printer. That was the last submission day so I encountered the last minute of hell. After that, wew! I finished it. I passed it. All I need to do is to believe on my work. J You know, life rides a lot of temptations and trials. Your fear is just a test and all you have to do is to stay strong and believe in yourself. Assholes and shits do really happen. And when you’re feeling so much down, all you can do is to scream. If that could help, do it. It’s not a crime. Just choose an appropriate place. A place where no one knows, sees and hears you.  Maybe you can sneak out dad’s car and drive to cliff. Release all the pain, scream all the names. And when you feel good, get back up! Stand up and fight those fears. Those failures and rejections. Let go of the bad vibes. The things that give you negative vibrations. You are stronger than your fears. Sometimes things that made us cry are the things that made us strong. I know you can do it. So get up there, kid. Wash your face and shout “Hey! Im ready!”