The Perks of being a WALLPAPER
I was on my way to Robinson’s Manila this afternoon when I literally WHOA!-ed after seeing a great selection of books written by authors such as Haruki Murakami, Nicholas Sparks, Dan Brown, Paulo Coelho, etc., lined up on the cloth-covered cement floor right in front of UP Manila. Who am I not to stop by for a few minutes to pay respect to and to check the prices of those masterpieces, which I firmly believed to be a lot cheaper than those displayed in NBS or in Powerbooks?
The first book that caught my attention was Nicholas Sparks’s A Message in a Bottle. I said weh? in disbelief when manong said that it only costs 200 bucks, even though I am not aware of how much it actually is in ‘real’ bookstores. I returned the book still wrapped in a clear plastic wrapper back to where I picked it and loathed myself for not having enough money to spend even though I could just consider it as a Christmas gift for myself.
On display also were the books The Wedding and Nights in Rodanthe from the same author. Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami was also for sale, with the same price as that of the Sparks books. /wrist
I stayed for a little while arguing with myself whether to deduct some cash from our Christmas budget or not but my thrifty, unemployed self who is in the process of job hunting said no.
Anyway, if you can make yourself available tomorrow afternoon, please check that place out (again, it’s somewhere in front of UP Manila, near the main gate) again for me and buy any of those books for yourself. I promise I won’t envy you for having any of those in a much cheaper price instead of me. Merry Christmas! Huhuhu!
Also: A lady in her 30’s asked manong: Meron ba kayo nung ‘Perks of being a WALLPAPER’? I couldn’t resist myself from saying WALLFLOWER out loud but apparently she didn’t hear me because she said it again.
perfection: a psychological vent & observation..
I read a post just now that really made me think. I’ve never believed that tangible perfection exists. Because somewhere, somehow there is always, always going to be a flaw. However, intangible perfection can be achieved by forcing oneself to overlook the flaw(s) - or so I like to believe.
I have a role model and his name is Yunho. He’s the leader of famous South Korean pop band DBSK. He’s what society might view as perfect- and i always believed that he was. Except I have really bad problems with judging people (or did, I’ve managed to kick this trait of mine pretty far away), and my mind sometimes likes to find SOMETHING negative. So after a while, I even began to see things about Yunho that I disliked- For a while, the length of his neck bothered me, which was awful. I couldn’t stand it, and it made me realize that perfection does not exist. I eventually, thankfully, was able to force myself to overlook this flaw that I saw in him and even LIKE his long, elegant neck now, and therefore reached an intangibly perfect view of him.
Another example relating to Yunho is that I once found out that he smoked, when beforehand one of the things I had loved about him was that he didn’t smoke. I was devastated at first, but I began to realize that he does it so infrequently that it didn’t matter, and I regained the intangibly perfect view because I was able to make myself overlook it.
On the other hand, a lot of people don’t realize how much they can help themselves. So these extremes of view distortion begin to control their lives because they are unable to get themselves to overlook flaws. Whether this be in themselves, or others. It’s a very, very awful thing to live with and WILL control your life, so you need to listen up, and you need to realize that it is controllable. Entirely.
The first thing you have to do is force yourself to stop denying that you can change your views. This is the worst problem, and is actually the seed of the problem. People with view distortion or severe pessimistic attitudes will usually believe right off that they are 100% incapable of changing a view that they have, or an attitude. It’s up to them to find a way to figure out how they can make themselves believe.
Overall, there is quite a difference between tangible and intangible perfection. Tangible perfection is nonexistant. It just simply does not exist. One person might think some girl is gorgeous and ‘perfect’, but that girl probably has SOMETHING that she finds to be a flaw. And she may or may not have found a way to overlook it.
I have a friend, a very good friend of mine. She, for reason I absolutely cannot fathom, has these exact view distortion issues. Realistically, she has every reason to feel beautiful and happy and confident- because she IS gorgeous, both inside and out. Yet for some reason she always feels the need to conform, to follow silly rules like purity, to fit in with everyone else. I can’t understand it because she isn’t someone you expect to have these problems. The most attractive women are those who strive to be different, who are confident, and who are happy.
Going to end this psychological blab abruptly since I don’t have anything else to say… haa. Actually okay with discussing this. just don’t feed me stupid, ridiculous and rude crap because I’ll stick my hand through this computer screen and reach through to your side and rip your nose off. :D
I’d like to reference something my friend Alex point out. Cole Sprouse did absolutely nothing wrong. Although he’s annoying, and thinks he’s a genius for being in college, he did nothing. He just used us for science, which is what we are used for everyday. You are part of social experiments at home, school, at work, literally everywhere. The fact that he used Tumblr pisses you off, why? It’s simple science, and he just wanted his findings. If I may add insult to injury, you’re also a statistic in every single thing you do. There are people who record what sites you use, what things you buy, what school you go to, what grades you make, literally everything. You are a living, breathing part of science and are tested nearly every day for different reactions. Stop being so pissed off at someone for doing what they wanted to do.