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Living the Life : A Very Short Story #09111800007

When I first hear your voice, singing a worship song, I already knew you captured my eyes. It was one of the magical feeling I ever felt in my whole life. You were smiling and somehow I felt like you were looking at me. Without me knowing, we share the same feeling. But just like the other story, in just a snap, from being the super close brother-sister in Christ to totally stranger. But It was not so hard to move on, and I just realized that It was my fault for not trusting and accepting who you are. It was my fault to not understand you, and not to comfort you when you needed most. A story of me and you will never have a happy ending because It was not even started yet. It was just a piece of paper that the wind blews to trash bin. It was like a trash and a waste of time for the both of us.

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Living the Life : It Started with A Kiss (Year 2010) #09101600008

Hindi ko na maalala kung paano kami naging close ng sobra but It happened when I was in third year high school. Classmate siya ng Ate ko, section three sila while ako, four kaya magkatabi ang room namin. Hindi ko siya pinapansin dahil hindi naman siya kapansin-pansin until may magtext sa akin and It happened to be, him. By the way his name is Em.

Naging close kami, at textmate without my sister knowing. Nalaman kong may girlfriend siya pero hindi iyon naging dahilan para maging mas malapit pa kami. Until he open a topic about 'kiss'.

He asked me If I have already my first kiss and I replied, no. Hanggang sa tuwing magkatext kami ay puro nalang ganon ang topic na umabot ng isang linggo.

"Gusto mo bang ako ang first kiss, mo?" That was his text message to me one afternoon, after class at ako at ang friend ko na lamang na si Kim ang nasa room para gawin ang pinapagawa sa amin ng teacher namin. Napalinga ako sa paligid at nakita ko siya sa isang pinto malapit sa room nila na nakatayo at nakangiti sa akin.

Biglang kumabog ng malakas ang dibdib ko at hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit ko pinauwi si Kim nang araw na iyon at sinabing ako na lamang ang tatapos.

A moment after, magkaharap na kaming dalawa. Nakaupo ako sa teacher's desk habang nasa isang arm chair siya. Nakatingala sa akin.

"Hindi mo pa sinasagot ang tanong ko." I remain silent of what he said dahil hindi ko naman alam ang dapat sabihin.

"Should I say yes?" I asked him. Tumayo siya sa pagkakaupo at pumantay sa mukha ko.

"Double meaning ang 'yes' na isasagot mo, cupcake." Nakangiti niya pang sabi. Dahan-dahan akong tumango at bago ko pa masabi ang anumang sasabihin ko ay lumapat na ang malambot niyang labi sa labi ko.

He was my first kiss. And my third boyfriend.

Naging kami kahit na may girlfriend siya. May boyfriend din ako non pero hindi ako sure kung kami pa dahil parang wala na lamang. Naging masaya ako sa piling niya. Tuwing uwian, nag-aantay siya lagi na makauwi ang mga estudyante saka kami sabay na uuwi at ihahatid sa bahay since same barangay lang kami. Mas naging sweet pa siya sa akin at nakalimutan ko ang girlfriend niya and my boyfriend too.

But our relationship will last for only two months. Napansin ko kasi na parang nakakahalata na ang girlfriend niya, na sa tuwing makakasalubong ko sa hallway ay masama ang tingin sa akin maski sa pila tuwing flag ceremony at flag retreat. Nalaman na rin nang Ate ko at tinablan na rin ako ng hiya dahil nga sa kabit ako. I decided to break him up, at kahit ayaw niya ay wala siyang nagawa. Ayaw ko rin siyang papilian between his girl and me dahil magmumukha akong kaawa-awang mang-aagaw na babae.

And right now, after almost five years ay nagpaparamdam muli siya. May girlfriend parin naman siya pero ibang girl na. Ayoko namang umasa at ayoko na uling makasira nang relasyon. Every woman dream to have their own fairytale. Hindi iyong kabit o pangalawa. Hindi iyong nang-aagaw at nang-lalandi lamang. If he still want me, lalapitan niya ako ng single siya. Dahil honestly, ayoko ng magmahal ng patago.

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Living the Life : A Very Short Story #09111800007

When I first hear your voice, singing a worship song, I already knew you captured my eyes. It was one of the magical feeling I ever felt in my whole life. You were smiling and somehow I felt like you were looking at me. Without me knowing, we share the same feeling. But just like the other story, in just a snap, from being the super close brother-sister in Christ to totally stranger. But It was not so hard to move on, and I just realized that It was my fault for not trusting and accepting who you are. It was my fault to not understand you, and not to comfort you when you needed most. A story of me and you will never have a happy ending because It was not even started yet. It was just a piece of paper that the wind blews to trash bin. It was like a trash and a waste of time for the both of us.

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Living the Life : Never been Yours 02262018006

Bakit likas na sa mga babae ang mag-assume? Iyong ngitian ka lang, kausapin at tabihan ay ineexpect mo na agad na may gusto sila sayo? Iyong tipong kahit related sa work or school stuffs ang pinag-uusapan niyo ay kilig na kilig ka na. Bakit ganun ang mga babae? Kasalanan ba talaga namin o sadyang paasa lang ang mga lalaki?

First year college when I first met him. We are not classmates, we are just happened to be part of writing club at school. He was the president and I was his secretary. Inaamin ko na na-starstruck ako sakanya nang una ko siyang makita. He was wearing a black shirt and black pants, but he's so maputi and sobrang gwapo! His smiles can kill and so his charm. That was also the first time I got caught by a guy after my break up with my asshole ex. Sobrang gwapo niya na nagpakilig talaga sakin lalo na kapag ngumingiti siya. And his laughters? Damn! It's so sexy. Unang kita pa lang ay hindi na ako maka-get over. Paano pa sa mga susunod?

Because we are part of a writing club at school, the dean asks the team to write an article for our school paper. We were gladly accept it and as a president and secretary, we were the ones na laging magkausap at magkasama.

I remember those times na nasa library kami, He was discussing about the article na may mga babaguhin and as a secretary, I need to write down what he was saying. Nag-umpisa siyang magsalita, at ng muli kong marinig ang boses niya ay hindi ko namalayan na napatitig na ako sakanya. And shocks! He's so handsome. Hanggang sa natulala nalang ako at pinagmamasdan ang bawat buka ng bibig niya. He's so professional and full of authority. He's so handsome and I can't help but to drool over him. He's so amazing. Hanggang sa mapahawak ako sa dibdib ko dahil sa biglang pagkabog niyon. That's the time I admit that I was falling for him, so bad.

Natuloy ang madalas naming pagkikita at pag-uusap. Naging masaya ako sa mga panahong yan at na-inspire na pumasok palagi. I also got his number and every time he texted me, I can't help but to smile widely. I also added him on facebook at nakaka-chat pa siya kapag wala siyang load. Every moment was so memorable every time I'm with him.

Or so I thought,

Days after final exams, while we were busy at the library for the final lay out of the school paper, I stalked his facebook timeline. Only to see him with a girl, and the worst part? He just proposed to her last night, kaya pala sobrang saya niya at good mood siya kaninang umaga. Akala ko dahil nakita niya ako yun pala hindi. Bigla kong sinara ang laptop ko at tinignan siya, seryoso siyang nakatingin sa naglelayout pero makikita mong masaya siya. Doon ko naramdaman ang pagsikip ng dibdib ko kaya agad akong umalis at tumakbo patungo sa washroom. Pumasok ako sa isang cubicle at doon tahimik na umiyak, habang naririnig ang unti-unting pagkabasag ng puso ko.

Kitang-kita ko sa picture na lumuhod siya sa harapan ng babae, at sinuot niya yung singsing na may malaking diamond. Kitang-kita ang kasiyahan sa kanilang dalawa. May girlfriend pala siya, bakit hindi ko alam? Bakit umasa ako na gusto niya din ako sa loob ng apat na buwan naming magkakilala? Tanga ba ako o paasa lang siya?

Ang akala kong love story namin dalawa ay natapos agad hindi pa man nagsisimula. He told me before final exam that he will wait for me? For what? I have read his open letter at akala ko ako yun dahil tugma ang characteristics ng babae sa sulat niya sa akin. He even said, 'I Knew I Loved You, Before I Met You', What does that mean? I am really just assuming things?

Why? Why you never been mine, Lynd? Why I never become yours? Why?

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Living the Life : Why Giving Up Is Not That Easy? 06222017005

Have you ever think of giving up because you feel like that goal was not meant for you? You tried so hard, but still, you can't get what you really wanted, so after a year of hardships, you chose to give up, not because you want to, but you have to.

I was at the Ortigas yesterday. I was called to have an interview in a BPO Company. It was my fifteenth time doing an interview in that field but still, a no. I am always ended up in a final interview, after facing the supervisor and do some chatting, they always told me I did not make it. It was still a no. I can't have the job I always wanted to have. I'm still jobless and that's because I am hoping to be part of the BPO company, someday.

But I failed. I got rejected a multiple times already, and It really sucks!

It was never easy. I lost all my self confidence and all I could think of was to die. I was such a shame that time. I felt betrayed by everyone. Life was so unfair for me for not giving what I always wanted. I really wanted to runaway and escape on this cruel life as I am walking a long road on my way home. I put my earphones on, reaching the highest volume while listening to 'Save Me' of Simple Plan. I really wanted to be save, but who is going to save me?

I was halfway when my feet suddenly stopped. I looked around and I see no one, only the little chapel not far from where am I. I don't know exactly what's gotten onto me, I started walking again, until I reached the chapel, unconsciously. That was when my music change into the song of Miley Cyrus, 'The Climb'.

"There's always gonna be another mountain..."

That's the moment when I realized something.

I opened the chapel door, walked slowly to the aisle until I reached the front seat. I kneeled down, looked intently in front of me and smiled. My vision suddenly got blurred. I closed my eyes slowly and started praying, asking for the forgiveness of what I have thought a while ago.

I realized that everything happens for a reason. I got rejected to all of the BPO Company is because that job doesn't suit me. God has a better plan for me and I know He will give me a stable and better job that will suit my skills and experiences. That's when I chose to give up what my dream was that time. Not all things are meant for us.

Six months ago, I got a job. A cashier at a coffee shop. A very nice and friendly environment who taught me everything about life and how to deal with the problems. I am really grateful to the Lord for all the blessings I had received. It's really worth the wait.

Giving up is never easy, but you need to let go not because you are hopeless, but because there is something out there for you in God's perfect time.

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It was me.

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Before, I clearly told to myself that I never love any other kpop group aside from BIGBANG, but It happened. I just woke up one day, and realize that BIGBANG is life, but EXO is lifer. Hindi naman masama ang mapasali sa multi-fandom, right? Lol. Please bear with me for being a fan girl is really hard, and no joke. I love them so so so much and listening to their songs is my fave hobby (aside from writing and watching, lol) My Dad even supports me and I love it! Haha! Right now, I am trying so hard to understand their language and I hope, someday, I no longer need the help of ENG SUB. hahaha! #exo #weareoneexo

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Living the Life : Changes #072720170004

Akala ko iba siya. Akala ko naiintindihan niya ako. Akala ko ay mahal niya ako. Pero hindi pala. He's now asking me. He's now starting to ask me kung ano ang plano ko sa buhay. Graduating na si Ate ko, maayos ang buhay ng isa kong Ate, at nag-aaral ang bunso namin, habang ako? Ako na walang kwentang anak na ang tanging kayang gawin ay gumawa ng gawaing bahay. Maglinis, magluto at ayusin ang basurahan. Ako na walang pangarap. Ako na tamad at batugan. Ako na kahiya-hiya at hindi magawang ipagmalaki nila dahil wala naman talagang dapat i-ka-proud sa akin. He said that as a joke, but, It was really true. It broke my heart. I acted like It was not a big deal but It's really not. It hurt me, big time. Now, I wanted to disappear, forever. I wanted to die. I wanted to runaway and never come back. I wanted to prove to myself If they were really care about me, or not at all because I'm just a fucking useless shit. How I wish I never born. How I wish I'm not living like this. How I wish killing myself is not a big sin.

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Living the Life : How I become Invisible 06202017003

How I become Invisible? How I ended up being invisible to my family? I guess, It’s because I am useless. I don’t have a job, and I am not studying. I have no purpose living at all. I have no future. I have nothing to be proud of.

My eldest sister, at the age of twenty six has a family, now with a three kids and currently working at spa as a massage therapist. The elder one, which was one year older than me is a working student, at the same time, an on-the-job trainee at one of the government agency. She’s a service crew at fast food chain where I was before, a college student at STI and an ojt at SSS. While the youngest one, is now a senior high school student at Informatics College. My Mom was just a housewife who always do the laundry, while my Dad is a messenger at the company for a two decades now, but still, a minumum wage employee. We need to pay the bills, buy some food to make it a three meals per day and other expenses. His salary does not enough for our daily needs but It can help us survive. He sometimes complaining but he can’t do nothing. His daughter’s can’t help him, instead, he was the one who help us especially the family of my eldest sister.

I become invisible the moment I lost my job. I can’t help them. I become a burden. I can’t do nothing. I am useless and worthless even If I do most of the household chores than my Mom. They are always complaining how their life become like this and that. They always complaining how they are so tired to live. What am I supposed to do? I always tried so hard. I even research to the internet about samples of interview questions and answers but I always failed. I am such a failure. I failed myself as well as I failed my parents.

Right now, I feel like I am just a stranger in this house. They never asked me anymore If I have eaten, or how’s my day. They now forgot what my name is, instead calling me of my sister’s names. They doesn’t want to saw me nor hear my voice. They never ask me If I’m fine, If I’m still alive and breathing. I always cry at night inside our bathroom. I always listen to the saddest songs on my phone. I always watched tragic korean dramas for me to be able to express my sadness. I want to runaway from this life. I thought that Idea for a lot of times, already. They don’t know how badly I wanted to disappear in this world and never come back again. I don’t want to feel this but, I started to hate myself. Those comforting words from those people who cares for me doesn’t help me, at all. My dream is to become a great doctor, not because I want to earn more money, but to help those poor people like me who can't pay the medical bills. I want to be a better person for them to be proud of me. I want my parents to look up on me, while saying I am their favourite daughter. Why am I feeling this? Why I am making a big fuss about how my Mother introduce my sisters to her friends and not me? How they are proudly say that their daughter is currently studying and working? Who’s fault that I am living this kind of life? Why do I need to be born If life’s was just so cruel and unfair to me? My parents doesn’t care about me, anymore. Should I leave this house now? Is this the right time to live by myself?

I was hoping, when I close my eyes, I’m already at the peaceful place, with my late grandfather, my favourite supervisor who I call ‘Tita’ and my sister who I never met. How I wish that will happen.

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Living the Life : What's your Purpose? 06192017002

"Sorry, you did not make it..."

"You worthless piece of shit!"

"We regret to inform you but you are not qualified for the position..."

"You contented of what you are? Come on, live your messed up, life!"

"As much as I want to accept you, I just wont.."

"There's a lot of company out there who accepts high school graduate like you..."

"Improve yourself, It's an advice..."

Living in a world full of shits where intelligent was just a least option on finding a job was quite hard, really. I type every word they say in my cellphone hoping to get rid of it but I failed. I always failed. I'm such a failure human being who did nothing but to waste their time and money. I know for a fact that I am a useless person, a disgrace, a piece of shit, a hopeless human, ungrateful brat and a completely mess. I know for a fact that I don't have a purpose living in this world, but I can't just die. I don't want to die, yet.

For a person who can't support her study because of financial struggle she was facing. For a woman who can't find a job because of the damn qualifications of atleast college graduate. And for a human being who desperate to reach her dreams, but ended up got fooled by some shitty selfish persons who only thinks of money and not the struggles of each filipinos getting hired by a damn company. Shit really happens and It did happened to me for a quite some times, already.

Why humans are so selfish? Why am I asking that kind of question If I already knew the answer? For you to be able to live in this world, you need to be selfish and think only but yourself. In order to survive, you should think yourself first, followed by your family and of course, your so called friends.

The world, this world we were living is just so cruel most especially to a person like me who always thinks the others before herself. I'd rather die alone than causing my family a problem. I'd rather face my problem alone that telling them what I really think. I will just go to the nearest church, kneeling down, praying while crying alone. It did not made me feel better, but as long as my family doesn't know about it, I'm safe. I don't need a person to rely on. It will just cause them problems and sadness. I don't need someone to talk to. I know they will judge me, someday and I have no one.

My friends whom I thought will stay for me til the end are now gone. They just got tired hearing my drama.

My family whom I love the most, they never told me but I can feel the hatred they felt for me because, I am still useless. A worthless piece of shit with no future and purpose at all.

One day, I asked myself. "Why are you still alive? What's your purpose living in this world? You have no future at all. You can't go to college, you can't find a job and you're ugly, so why are you still alive?" I can't find the answers yet, but I guess, staying alive was the reason why I can't find my purpose of living. I need to be alive in order to find the right answer. I still need to face the world with a pretend smile, I still need to wake up everyday and talk to everyone as If I'm okay. I need to be alive just to find the real purpose of my existence. Death is not an answer to my question. I just realized that death only give me temporary solution to escape this life, It will just cause me a lot of problems and regrets in the end.

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Living the Life : The Ella's Way 06192017001

Greetings! I am Marinella Berlyn but everyone calls me Ella or Berlyn. I’m a twenty years old young lady and currently, unemployed. I lost my job last january, and can’t even find a new job, yet. I’m a first year college undergraduate at ABE International Business College - Cubao Campus at the course of Bachelor of Science in Business Administration major in Finance. My previously job was at the fast food chain. My parents can’t support me so I need to support myself but ended up losing everything just to earn more. Unfortunately, I am living a life right now as a hopeless person.

Let me tell you a story about my experience in life. So far, I think I have been through a lot. I even asked myself what’s my purpose of my existence because I have nothing. I was just fifteen, fresh grad from high school, after coming home from a one month vacation in our province at La union, my parents told me that they can’t support me on college. It was really heartbreaking. I am a person with a lot of dreams and goals in life. I love learning and experiencing new things. I’m an adventurous person. I don’t want to live a boring life. But, because of financial struggles we are facing, I decided to earn more money to help my family than to support myself in studying at college. I realize that my dreams can wait. So I become a laborer at the age of fifteen, while my batchmates studying at the best universities and colleges in the country. It was fun at first, I met a lot of people, I learn new things and even experienced that being a saleslady are not that easy. You have to deal with the costumers as you keep in mind that “costumer’s are always right” even If It’s not. People, sometimes, looking down at you because you are just a person who works twelve hours a day, but still has a little amount of wage. It can’t support our daily needs but still, I need the job. I was just fifteen, and no other company can hire me because of my age. I feel hopeless, but then again, I do nothing.

When I turned eighteen, I quit my first job and tried to be a working student and luckily, I got the job at the same time, I was able to study in college, at last. It was a scholarship-like sponsored by the company of fast food chain. They call it, SEEDS. I need to work of a maximum eight hours or a minimum of four hours a day, after and before school for me to be able to support myself. Every payday, I always got the half of my salary because of the cuts for my tuition fees. It’s not really a scholarship, they just lending us thirty percent of our tuituon fee and take it from our salary. It doesn’t help me, instead, It made me worse. I was having fun in my college life, I become a dean’s lister even for a while. I got a highest score in every exam especially in my English Communication and Speech subject. I joined an essay writing contest and luckily, I won and become a part of Campus’ Writers’ Guild and do some things for the school paper. We do some research for our major subject. For the first time, I got a chance to visit ‘Banko Sentral ng Pilipinas’, National Statistics Office, NEDA and many more government agencies. It was fun, studying. I really love learning, but, life’s so cruel, In just a short period of time, I lost everything. I lost my job, and I need to quit studying because I can’t support myself anymore.

Therefore, I conclude that having an intelligent mind can’t really make you become successful. It was all about money. Life is all about money. In this world, where holding a degree or masters are really matters the most than being intelligent. It doesn’t matter If you’re a bit stupid, as long as you have a college diploma, you can apply in any job you want. You sure have a safe spot in every job vacancies, while an highschool graduate or undergraduate like me has none. Nothing at all. Working hard doesn’t apply in life, anymore. Those people who works hard are still poor, even If they have been in that company for a two decades, now. Doing your best doesn’t even matter. Happiness is not all about being who you are nor chasing your dreams, It’s about how you earn more, and how you become a better person for yourself.

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Life is full of spotaneous changes. Let reality be reality, let things flow naturally. Let us open our eyes for the brave new world that everyone of us had created.