Thoughts from the almost wrecked brain

It's been a while since I posted my last blog post here--- I mean the "real" blog post, when I make kwento or something. I kind of missed this. :)  Even though I don't know what I'm gonna write here, I'm still typing random letters to from words. Crazy.

BTW, I just got employed by Rustan Coffee Corporation (Starbucks, that is) last March 21. That means I'm already working AND AT THE SAME TIME studying for summer school. Pressure, eh? Yes, there is pressure, brain damage, body stress and everything. Maybe that's the reason why I'm typing here--- to share my thoughts about this.

When I was being interviewed by Starbucks, I kept on insisting that I can handle school and work at the same time. I believed I can. But when I started working and studying at the same time, I reviewed what I said. Is it still right? Can I still do it? There are times when I think of quitting the job already. Times when I feel the burden is being kinda heavy for me to carry, and I'm thinking that I can't do this anymore. But you know what? I'm already a month-old in my job and I'm proud of it! :)

Yes, I feel very pressured and exhausted with what I'm doing right now, but most of the time, the quote "Don't back down." always crosses my mind. True enough, I can't quit this early, because I'm just starting. Winners never quit, and quitters never win. Right. I just think of the good things that may come out of this, like, I'll be stronger to face bigger challenges, because truth is, this is just a petty challenge. I know I still have to conquer more difficult problems in the future, and this is just a warm up. That thought keeps me strong. I know I can do this. I don't need to be afraid because I believe I have the capacity to go through this. And with God, I know I'll ace this challenge with a smile on my face.

Wish me luck. This could be the start of something new for me. :)

From the junk

This story was written on a slightly crumpled paper that was tucked in an old book of mine. This was unfinished, actually, so I've decided to add some details. Enjoy. ;)

(By the way, I made this for English class, fourth year high school.)

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"The Lonely Plant Decoration"

by: SJAC

All Rights Reserved 2011.

*No part of this story shall be reproduced by any means. Plagiarism is a crime.*

*All elements in this story are purely fictional. Any similarities to real life occurrences are merely coincidental.*

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Once, there was a wealthy family with a very beautiful house. Its furniture were all made of fine and delicate pieces. Some were bought from different parts of the globe, while some were made locally, but cost more than much. All of these were kept clean and organized, and were of great use and fully functional. But there was one piece which looks like it has no use: the newly bought plant decoration.

One day, the whole family went on an outing. No one was left in the house. And the moment the door was closed, all non living things came to life. 

"Ouch!", Doory, the wooden door, exclaimed. 

"What's the matter, Doory?", Mr. Cab, the intricately carved cabinet, said.

"Didn't you hear that?", Doory irritatingly asked, "That spoiled rotten little boy just slammed me! And you know what? He almost broke my knob because of his tight grip! Sheesh!"

Out of nowhere, Potty, the newly-bought potted plant decoration, spoke, "Don't worry, Doory. I'm sure they can fix you."

"Look who's talking!", Sophie, the snob sofa, blurted. "At least Doory can be used for convenience! Actually, all of us can be used for comfort, BUT YOU!!"

Potty bowed down in embarrassment, "B-but... I was just trying to comfort Doory..."

"Shut up!", shouted Sophie. "You don't have any right to speak here! You don't have any use! Right, guys?"

All the furniture agreed with Sophie, even Doory. Ever since Potty joined the house, everyone had ignored her. Everyone disliked her. 

But there was one grand furniture that always stood up for Potty. 

"Would you stop that? Potty never did anything bad to all of you!" It was Grannypa, the grandfather clock, which was the wisest and oldest of all the furniture. "Sophie, Potty never did stupid things to make you like that! So stop all these nonsense! Leave Potty alone!"

However, even though he was the oldest, no one respected him because he was not as hip and "cool" as the other furniture.

"Aww, shush. No one wants to hear you talk here, old man. So stop babbling!", Sophie said.

So they continued to bully Potty. It went on until the night. When all furniture were already asleep, Potty walked up to Grannypa and talked to him.

"Grannypa," Potty called out to him. "Grannypa, are you still awake?"

Grannypa opened his eyes and looked down to Potty. "Yes, I am. Why? What is it Potty?"

Before she could even speak, tears fell down Potty's eyes. "Am I not useful here? Am I not worth anything?"

"My dear child, don't ever think about that."

"Why are they always looking down on me? Like I'm very useless and not worthy of anything at all? Every time I reach out to them, they always shoo me away, like I have this very contagious disease! Why are they like that? Why, Grannypa, why??"

Grannypa bent down and patted Potty's back. "You know what, you remind me of something I used to know."

"Really? Who?"

Grannypa took a deep breath before speaking, "Myself."

Potty looked up with a wondering look on her face. "W-what do you mean, Grannypa?"

"You know, Potty, I was the very first furniture that this clan purchased many, many years ago. I just got passed on from generation to another generation, and through the years, I've met different arrogant appliances and furniture. There was this time when technology was becoming very popular, and different gadgets like digital clocks and computers were bought by this family. Dina, the queen of the digital clocks, always mocks me, saying that I am of no use in this house anymore. She insists that I am already very old to tell the accurate time, and that they can do that job better because they're, you know, digital. I felt so lowly of myself at first, seeing that my wooden exteriors have become chipped already and sometimes, my time-telling hands don't work anymore. But I just thought positive things about myself, like how I made this house beautiful because of my vintage appearance, and how this family still relied on me despite the fast change because of technology. So I faced every day with a smile on my face, and eventually, those digital clocks ran out of batteries and had wire issues, so the family had to throw them all away. And who stayed? Me. The "old, useless grandfather clock.""

Potty smiled and wiped her tears, "Wow. I can't believe I'll hear that kind of story from a superior furniture. That's why you're wise, Grannypa. You are a very incredible piece."

"Just like you, Potty," Grannypa smiled, "Just like you."

"But, at least, you can tell time. What about me?" Potty asked. "I can't do anything. I am just a simple decoration that can't do anything for humans! I can't make them feel comfortable by sitting on me, just like what Sophie does. Or, I can't produce air for them, just like what Electra does. Or, I can't make them be aware of the time, just like what you do, Grannypa. What is my function in this house? Nothing."

"You are a very special plant decoration, Potty," Grannypa said, "You delight visitors of the family every time they come here. Don't you notice the look on their eyes when they stare at your magnificent look? You are a very beautiful decoration, and no one, not even Sophie, can make you feel inferior."

"Really? Do you really think so, Grannypa?"

"I believe so." Grannypa proudly said. "Now go to sleep, my dear little wonder. Tomorrow, you are gonna be everybody's delight."

And so, Potty went to sleep and when she woke up, the family was back in the house again, along with some visitors. And Grannypa was right, Potty became the star of the house. Every one complimented on her gorgeous look, and some even tried to buy her from the family. Potty never felt so happy and contented, knowing that she discovered her true purpose in the house: to make other people smile with her stunning and beautiful look.

When night time came, Sophie approached Potty. "Hey, little fella. I just want to say sorry for the things I've said and done to you. The truth is, I'm insecure because you're so pretty and I've always envied you for your appearance. I am really sorry. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

Potty smiled, "It's alright, Sophie. Apology accepted."

"Thanks, Potty! Friends?"

Potty reached for Sophie's hand and shook it, "Friends. :)"

Grannypa was looking from afar, smiling. And when Potty went up to him, he just let out some wise words, "Go on, Potty. Make countless people happy."

Potty hugged him and cried tears of joy, "Thank you, Grannypa. I owe my confidence to you."

Since then, Potty never felt inferior anymore. She always stood out from anybody else, and no one ever judged her again.

*THE END*

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Lesson:  

Don't ever, ever think that you don't have any sense in this world. No one is worthless, useless, or any less. Everyone has their own purposes and importance. It's just a matter of discovering and accepting it wholeheartedly. No one deserves to be treated like they're a nobody, because the truth us, everyone of us is a somebody.

I hope you enjoyed reading this story, at the same time, learned a thing or two from this. Thank you! :)

♥ Me. :)