Do you fear tomorrow?

imagesDo you fear tomorrow?

Hmmm… that is a hard question.

If you are for certain that tomorrow would be a good thing for you, then you have no reason to be afraid. In fact, you would be excited and would wish tomorrow would arrive.

However, for some people tomorrow can be a frightful thing.

People who are uncertain of their future.

People who have something they want to avoid.

People who are about to face something so terrible that it would change their lives forever.

Those are the people who would fear tomorrow.

But in my opinion, no matter how harsh the future can be, there’s no reason to fear tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a new day. It is a chance to make things better. It is a chance to improve yourself. It is a chance to build relationships to other people. It is a chance to build bridges. It is a chance for a better life. In other words, tomorrow is a world full of opportunities and it is up to you how you would grasp.

If you run away from tomorrow just because you are uncertain or you are afraid of confrontation, then that means you are afraid of becoming better.

Well, if that is the case, then it would be better if you lock yourself inside your room. Running away from tomorrow because you are afraid would mean giving up in life. After all, tomorrow would always come and if you are always afraid of tomorrow, then your life would be dull and fruitless.

Horrible Date Leading To A Sad Realization

I had the worst date ever.

Seriously sucked.

There is this girl I know and she is nice. She had beaming eyes and a beautiful smile. Her perfume smells wonderful and the way she giggles really catches my attention. She’s lively and always full of smiles. When she complains, I find it cute. The way she looks at me for confirmation is just intoxicating, pleasing and beautiful.

However, that date we had really shattered my image of her. Seriously, it was bad.

I know women love to be late when it comes to a date. However, she was an hour late. Still I was able to forgive her tardiness because she came perfectly beautiful. She dressed informally. Seeing her in jeans and T-shirt was somewhat refreshing compared to her usual uniform.

We went to the mall to watch a move. I have chosen a romantic comedy movie already because we both love romantic comedies. Unfortunately, we arrive 30 minutes after the move started, so we decided to wait for the next screening time and enjoy our time together strolling inside the mall. And that’s when the disaster started.

When dating, the number one rule is to never talk with your ex and be sensitive with your date. However, it seemed like she does not know this rule. She talked about nothing but her ex like what kind of guy he was, how good he was, the wrong things he did and so on and so forth. It really felt uncomfortable to me and she never noticed this.

As we gradually wasted our time chatting and strolling around the mall, I gradually saw her imperfections because of her frequent talks about her ex. She had bad breath. She had thick brows. She had a few hairs above her lips resembling a thin moustache. Eventually, I lost interest in her. She just became a female acquaintance. All the special feelings I had for her disappeared like the wind.

But since I am a gentleman, I just kept silent and continued with our date. Even though we watched a romantic comedy film, I was so appalled with her that I wanted to go home right away.

I am a bit sad with what happened. I am sad because my admiration for the girl I like all disappeared. It is such a waste but this might be a good thing. At least, I learned right away that my feelings for her were superficial.

Mega Shark Vs Mecha Shark

Mega_Shark_Versus_Mecha_SharkLast time, I was browsing the internet when I found an interesting yet tiny movie poster. The movie poster depicts the image of two large sharks on a face-off – one was a regular looking shark while the other one was a mechanized version. I really thought this one was going to be like Terminator – the shark version but it wasn’t. It was a movie poster for a fantasy shark movie called Mega Shark Vs Mecha Shark. Cool! Giant shark versus giant robo-shark in a battle royale! This would be nice to watch when I am bored.

While many people find fantasy-shark films horrible, I find them quite likeable. Although, I agree that the acting and the graphics are far from what Hollywood blockbuster films offer, these films have their own unique blend that makes me like them. So what do I like about these films? One: they have plenty of mayhem. Two: blood and carnage. Three: interesting plot. Four: MONSTERS! Five: man battling monsters that could kill them easily.

Now that I have explained the reason why I like such films, maybe it is time for me to close this post. You see, I still need to look for a source where I can get a torrent for this movie.

Myself and My Childhood

What should I be writing here? Hmmm… how about anything. I mean you can write anything under the sun in the blog you own right? So, let us write things about me.

What’s my name? Secret! I won’t tell my name. This is my blog and I have the right to hide my identity.

How old am I? I am 25 years old. Still young.

Gender? I’m a guy.

Height and weight? Not sure. LOL.

Likes? Many too mention. Food. Games. Internet. Books. Magazines. Etc.

Slam book is for girls.

Slam book is for girls.

Dislikes? POLITICS!

Dreams? OMG! This is getting more and more similar to a slam book. Seriously, this is a blog so enough talking about me. Let’s talk about something else.

Now, what should we be talking about? Ahh! I know! Let us talk about my childhood.

To be honest, my childhood wasn’t great compared to others. It was just plain and average. Both my folks had work so I grew up under the care of various nannies. When I was 4, my baby brother was born and a year after my sister. Because of this, my mother decided to leave her work and become a full time mom.

I used to live in an exclusive subdivision, thanks to my parents’ work, but when my mother decided to become a full time mom and when my father’s business gradually became slow, we moved to an apartment in a shady neighborhood. Yes, it was shady. We live next to a motel where prostitutes gather. The place was known for usual riots and gang fights. I only understood this several years later. By stroke of bad luck, our apartment burned down; good thing we were able to survive it without any harm.

After the incident, we moved to my uncle’s house and lived there for several months. Eventually, we moved out and lived in the same neighborhood as them. It was a great neighborhood and I was 11 years old that time. I had good friends and we played together. It was a first time for me to live in a place where there are kids of my age. But after 5 years we had to move to our new home and that would be a story for another day. Remember I said I’d talk about my childhood. 11 + 5 would be 16 and that means I am a teenager that time.

I’ll just keep you guys hanging for a while.