One Time Only

Just one night

With the American Idol Live Tour coming in September and Adele’s songs getting more airtime here in the country, I have my hopes up that Adele will hold a concert here in Manila sometime soon. Of course, you can dismiss it as merely an illusory correlation resulting in delusion. However, I’d really do anything just to watch her live here since it’s probably going to be a rare or even a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Just this time. This will only happen once. One time only. This will never happen again. *Insert other permutations of such thought*

Don’t we always use such reason to explain ourselves for doing deviant deeds? By deviant, I’m referring to both positive and negative experiences.

Ang Palayok ni Magneto

After contemplating on my entry yesterday, I realized that there is a kind of problem that may be the most difficult to solve. A kind of palayok seemingly impossible to shatter.

The Metaphor of the Pukpok Palayok

Source: inutiles.wordpress.com

Pukpok Palayok is a popular Filipino children’s game. Blindfolded participants are to hit the goodie-filled palayok (clay pot) using a wooden rod. The task is made difficult by the fact that the participants are made to turn in place to get them dizzy and the audience distracts them by yelling all kinds of directions. The participant who hits the pot despite all of these wins.

It was one of the children’s games I never really got to enjoy. An effect probably of my ineptitude to hit the palayok because my aim has never really been my best asset. Of the few times I tried, I think I only grazed the side of the palayok and rarely hit the palayok hard enough to shatter it to pieces. It was always a challenge of mine I suppose.

Speaking of challenges and problems, my recent musings had me tinker with the metaphor of Pukpok Palayok and relate it to dealing with the aforementioned.

A Struggle in Context

I recently surprised myself with my GMAT preparation by having the highest scores in Reading Comprehension. Since Reading as a subject has been my waterloo since elementary, I’ve come to accept the fact that it will be one of the biggest challenges I’ll have for the upcoming test. Thus, the recent revelation was a very pleasant surprise. I can comprehend fairly well after all!

Anyway, I remember that one of the test types I had most difficulty with as an elementary student was dealing with context clues. Maybe it was because of my limited vocabulary or of the fact that I’ve handicapped myself when it comes to anything related to the subject. Whatever the cause was, it instigated a struggle.

Speaking of struggles, I recently found myself struggling with the freshness of the entries I churn out. 

Almost Accident (Turnback Tuesdays)

Though this entry was written back in January 2007, it echoes something I've tried to recently emphasize in my life. What is it? You just have to read through it though you can skip the second paragraph since it just expounds on the first paragraph. Toodles!

My California King

Since I still cannot get California King Bed out of my head, I’d like to focus on Rihanna’s “so near yet so far” troubles with her California King Bed King for today’s entry. Again, a frustrating situation we may have encountered a lot of times. What have you done during such testing times, my dear reader? What will you do?

It feels like more than distance between us.

Many of us have probably experienced Rihanna’s dilemma in her song California King Bed. In the song, she laments the intangible distance that exists between her and her lover despite them being physically close. Sometimes, maybe even inseparable.

Don’t we all have a similar dose of her dilemma? Individuals who we constantly interact and live with yet who seem like live ten thousand miles apart. Woe to non-physical distance for coming between us and the people we desire to be close with!

And so can we conclude that distance, especially the non-physical kind, often leads up to nothing more than mere heartbreak?