An old blog post, because it’s Father’s Day

My Dad and I

May 18, ‘08 7:21 AM

I had a heart to heart talk with my dad today. After having a nice lunch at Greek Tavernas in Tagaytay, we went home and my dad called me to his office. I was a little apprehensive at first since I knew it would be about my not quite so stellar grades. But it turned into a much greater lesson in life.

He talked to me about hardwork, that while he will always be there to support me while still alive, he won’t be there for me when he’s gone. And that’s why I have to learn to stand on my own two feet. He reminded me that I have to be responsible for my actions, and that there will always be consequences.

He told me to find nice friends, to learn the German meaning of the word “FRIEND”, which is a deeper sense of friendship, not the literal translation. In his own words: “The English term for friend is nothing. Now the German meaning of friendship is something really special. Look at me and my friends. More than 50 years of German friendship.”

He asked me about Tristan. “I liked him, he was a nice guy,” my dad said. “What happened between the two of you?” I told him it was nothing. I couldn’t bring myself to say that we’ve no communication anymore. Maybe because I’ve always prided myself in always keeping touch with long lost friends. Even I can’t fathom why we aren’t friends. That’s just life I guess. My dad just read in my eyes what my lips couldn’t say. “We just didn’t work out.”

He talked to me about boys: 
“Never depend on anyone, especially a man. Make something out of yourself, so that you can kick a guy on his ass” 
“Don’t listen to what boys say. They can tell you many things when the day is long.” 
“Everybody makes mistakes. Just don’t make mistakes that harm you.” 
“Always take care and be careful.” 
“Find a nice guy whom you like and likes you back. Don’t go for trouble making boys” 
“Always do a background check on boys. Think more than twice” (haha!)

We talked about food. A mundane thing for conversation, perhaps, but fun nevertheless. Since I had Psari Skaras at Greek Tavernas, my dad complimented my about my taste in food. We even talked about wine, since I am his only drinking partner in our family. We bond over Greek White wine, which is simply “Première Classe!”

Through our heart to heart talk, my dad just proved to me again how much he loves me. I’m so so blessed to have him as my father. He could have given up on me during all those times that I just gave him disappointments. But instead he supported me during my darkest days. I will forever be grateful.

thatpsychochick:

This is my life in a rhyme.

Source: sol--lux

I Want Irrational Love | Thought Catalog

Maybe there are people who only know how to love this way.

primordia:

Kah’eese (by ewitsoe)

primordia:

Kah’eese (by ewitsoe)

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Rhythm 0 - Marina Abramović 

To test the limits of the relationship between performer and audience, Abramović developed one of her most challenging (and best-known) performances. She assigned a passive role to herself, with the public being the force which would act on her.

Abramović had placed upon a table 72 objects that people were allowed to use in any way that they chose. Some of these were objects that could give pleasure, while others could be wielded to inflict pain, or to harm her. Among them were a rose, a feather, honey, a whip, scissors, a scalpel, a gun and a single bullet. For six hours the artist allowed the audience members to manipulate her body and actions. Initially, members of the audience reacted with caution and modesty, but as time passed (and the artist remained impassive) people began to act more aggressively.

As Abramović described it later: 

“What I learned was that… if you leave it up to the audience, they can kill you.” … “I felt really violated: they cut up my clothes, stuck rose thorns in my stomach, one person aimed the gun at my head, and another took it away. It created an aggressive atmosphere. After exactly 6 hours, as planned, I stood up and started walking toward the audience. Everyone ran away, to escape an actual confrontation.

They say that the only guarantee in life is death. Some of us see it coming, some of us don’t. Some of us choose how and when it happens, and some of us barely experience life before it’s taken away.
That last night we spent together, when we both knew it was over, and you called me that name that only you had for me, that sound more than a name that you’d never say in front of anyone else; I’m sorry I turned away and cried and asked you why you called me that.

How We Let People Go

Letting someone go — when it is a necessary act of self-preservation, something that has to come if you expect to move forward in life — is regarded as a kind of victory. You have successfully overcome an emotional trauma that once surrounded you like a kind of fog which prevented you from ever seeing the sun. People will tell you, always with the best intentions, that one day you are going to wake up and realize that you are okay, and your life is not immediately over because they are no longer a part of it. 

There will come a day when you don’t care, but you won’t notice it, because you will have other things to think about.

Addition to Bucket List!

The ‘Titanic’ name to sail again

Australian mining entrepreneur Clive Palmer on 26 February 2013 unveiled blueprints for Titanic II, a modern replica of the doomed ocean liner, although he stopped short of calling the vessel unsinkable. The ship will largely recreate the design and decor of the fabled original, with some modifications to keep it in line with current safety rules and shipbuilding practices. Palmer hoped construction would begin later this year, and that the maiden voyage, recreating the trans-Atlantic crossing of the original, would take place in 2016.

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Pinatubo Crater
Lake Pinatubo is the summit crater lake of Mount Pinatubo formed after its climactic eruption on June 15, 1991. Somehow I felt that we were transported to New Zealand since the landscape in the Pinatubo area is so vastly different from the normal tropical scenery. One more thing checked off the bucket list!
Photographed by: Paolo Nacpil

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Pinatubo Crater

Lake Pinatubo is the summit crater lake of Mount Pinatubo formed after its climactic eruption on June 15, 1991. Somehow I felt that we were transported to New Zealand since the landscape in the Pinatubo area is so vastly different from the normal tropical scenery. One more thing checked off the bucket list!

Photographed by: Paolo Nacpil

I wrote down everything you did to me, and I realized as I was reading it that from a 3rd person perspective, I would have called myself stupid. I would have gotten mad at myself, and said “Why didn’t you see the signs??? He’s just not that into you!!!”

How I Know You’re An Asshole

And when it finally resonated with me that I could never get what I wanted from you and that there wasn’t some amazing back story that would explain your dickish behavior, I was able to get all of my power back. That’s why I was smiling on the bed that day. Because I was finally done searching for something that didn’t exist and I could get myself back.