1) What Differentiates You Makes You Who You Are
2) Look Them Bullies Eye to Eye
3) Don't Date For Caviar
Growing
up, I received a lot of jokes about my name, face, weight, temper,
fashion sense, and yes, even haircut. The most prevalent joke about me
is being called "kabayo" because of my jaw line(I would think "huhu Why my panga? Sana dahil sa birdie ko nalang.") One time, I even visited the derma and as I was laying there on my back, the derma called her assistant and said "Gusto mo makakita ng grabeng jaw? Tignan mo yung kay Ronald." Thanks, doc. Titingin din ako sa iyo kung gusto ko makakita ng grabeng waistline.
Hurt
feelings aside, when I started dating, I realized that most, if not all
the girls I've ever dated found me attractive for my horsey features.
What I figured out was, kanya kanyang taste yan. Some like them
big jaws, some find them round faces cuter... and if I were to have a
choice between being different and blending in a sea of faces, I would
choose to be different. I am divergent... Naki-ride lang sa
movie. No, this does not mean that you should try being a hipster(not
that there's anything wrong with being a hipster... more power to you,
Noynoy-glasses wearing individuals)
If you don't believe
me or you missed seeing Divergent, watch the Lego Movie. The dude
realized that he was so concerned about fitting into what is normal,
that nobody knew who he was, not even his so called friends.
Teasing
or being teased(in its most innocent meaning) is a part of life. You
get teased by your friends, classmates, siblings, or even by strangers.
There's no getting around it; Perfect kasi sila eh. What's important is
how you deal with these things. There is beauty in all things, and only
those who can appreciate it are worthy of your time. When being
ridiculed for not falling within the conventional standards of society,
don't frustrate yourself for not being ideal or not being cookie-cutter
perfect. Hold your head up high and own it.
Back
when I just entered first year high school, I had the unfortunate
experience of running into a particular barkada from a higher year
level. I've never talked nor made eye contact with them, but one day,
five of them went to my classroom. Three of them stood by just outside
while their "leader" and another scum of the earth decided to go in to
threaten me. Masyado daw akong "maangas" looking(I can't help it if my I end up scowling when faced with ugly people such as them, c'mon, right?)
Their
"leader" was a foot shorter than me and had an uncanny resemblance to
Chito Miranda. He also looked like he needed a couple of happy meals to
save him from starvation. They tried to intimidate me. Five versus one?
Nope, still not enough to get me to back down, silly butiki.
The long and short of it was I got hit on the chest(coz he was too short
to reach my face? I mean really, who sucker punches a chest?) And I
retaliated by throwing him on the floor. His sidekick then hit me with
a monoblock chair on my back. When the bell rang, the bullies ran
away. On several other occassions they would torment me and throw
something at me, but I just gave them my oh so big middle finger.
I
decided to corner some of them feeling bad boys when they were alone
just to see what they were made of. Then the most interesting thing
happened; They couldn't look me in the eye, and neither could they speak
without stuttering. They were all cowards, especially the one who kept
throwing stuff at me.
On other occassions, more guys from the higher batch would test me. I remember one of them suddenly shouted "Hoy siocoy, bakla ka diba? Isa kang malaking bakla!"
or some words to that effect. Since I don't resort to immature name
calling, I decided to just throw my coleman at his face. Needless to say
he never looked me in the eye... his bully aura died when he started
crying.
Once, an upperclassman decided to interrupt my
basketball game when the ball rolled in his direction. He just up and
got the ball, and decided to do some shooting in another court. I asked
him kindly to return it but he wouldn't. He only gave it back when I
came over and put him in a headlock. "Joke lang daw" at "sorry." He never bothered me again.
Bullies are people who were never hugged enough as a child, or were never breastfed, or were cursed with really small patotoys
and are trying to overcompensate for it... or it could be for several
other reasons. One thing is for sure, they are the way they are not
because they're "tough guys", they're bullies because they are riddled
with insecurities and always have something to prove.
Kid,
you should never start fights but you should always be ready to stand
up for yourself. Don't spend your life cowering against those who
always have something to prove. You may bleed, turn black and blue, but
you will sleep better knowing that you stood your ground against those
who have a false sense of superiority over you.
I
once had a Facebook contact who shared a blog she read which listed
several "budget" restaurant ideas for dating. She ranted saying "If a
guy asks you on a date & brings you to these restos, walk away..
There are a lot of things to put a budget on but how to treat a girl
should't be one of them. #FAIL."
I tossed and turned but I
couldn't let it go. It's one thing to be shallow, but to promote such shallowness is another. I left a comment saying "So some people actually
equate the enjoyment of a date to the price level of a restaurant? And I
thought it always boiled down to chemistry and good conversation
skills." After posting, I deleted her from my contacts (Hashtag "we got
a bad ass over here.") I don't need people like that in my life, not
even if it were Ann Curtis.
Every person has his or her
own standards for dating. For me, it is always quality over
quantity (Dating shouldn't be Divisoria style na tiangge, madami ka ngang
t-shirts pero may mga butas naman) High standards may refer to looks, sex appeal,
character, intellect, presentability, etc. It may also refer to her being "classy". Remember, "class" is not about money: it is about having
elegance and is reflected by how one carries his or herself (The moment
someone confuses that having class is about having money, trust me,
that person doesn't have any.)
Kid, looking for your
special someone requires you to go through that ritual called "dating."
In this process you figure out what you thought you wanted and what you
really want in your significant other. Such ritual can cost you from
zero pesos to mega-pucha-butas-wallet-smile-now-iyak-later amount. The
former does not mean your date will suck, neither does the
latter guarantee a good date. You want someone who will enjoy fancy
dinners, but not mind standing in line with you at some fast food joint
when you're both a little strapped for cash. You date to find someone
to enjoy the little things with, not someone who will just be there to
be when there is caviar and champagne.
A good date is
about chemistry. You start out nervous as to whether you have enough
talking points to avoid any awkward silence then, before you know it,
you've been sitting in the same spot for so long but you're already
looking forward to seeing each other even before you've said your
goodbyes. Conversation
will flow effortlessly that you feel like you've known each other for
years. Everything around you simply disappears, and any place you go to
with each other would seem special and romantic. Chemistry is about having an undeniable interest in a
particular person; discovering their past to understand their present,
and looking for the possibility of your future together.
With
chemistry, you end up drowning in each other so much that the hours will
seem like minutes, and the minutes will seem like seconds... and guess
what? You can't buy it.