Wasted

"..The saddest thing in life is wasted talent.."- Lorenzo 'A Bronx Tale' (1993)


How sad would that be if you got so many things in life that your good at but find it hard to capitalize on? I've been with this dilemma ever since I instantly find things that I'm most certainly think would be good at but find it difficult to develop because either I don't have exposure with it, or needing special trainings, or just as plain as having no time at all. Then I see myself doing things I'm obligated to do, like what I have as a profession right now. Don't get me wrong I love what I do but for some reason I think that I'm also good with other things not related to my work, but only needs to be exposed and probably need some assistance to pour out the genius in me. haha!

Well, I just don't know. Maybe I'm just too ambitious to become someone I would've wanted. Most friends of mine appreciate the side things that I do. Basketball, writing, speaking, Music, swimming, etc. Maybe Im just fond of it but modesty aside I just think I could do so much better if I had the chance to polish these things. ARROGANT! ..Oh c'mon, I'm not, I'm merely emphasizing things that most probably I had a future with but not actually realizing it and deciding on it. Decisions can be hard plus the facts of life and all those things you had to be responsible for makes it a bit more harder.

Making decisions, making the right decisions! That, I think is my weakness.
Making time. That's another I have to work on.

Colored People

I started appreciating people of different races back when I was working in the middle east. I met a variety of people from all kind of religious and cultural back ground. I was shell shocked at first and way to critical about their way of life. Cant blame me for it was my first time outside my home land for more than 2 years. I visited the United States once but was really not paying attention to actually stop and understand their normal way of living.
I've met mostly arabics and Indians, and God was I surprised! Being a Filipino who was raised under the american influence, I initially reject the way they do about with their business, and mostly criticize them... Until I stopped and appreciated them. Im not better than them. Im not as decent and religious as they are. My race is'nt that disciplined as they are. For that, my thousand appologies. I had to learn the unique way that people are different and there are other civilization far better than the ideal ones we, I have grown to become.
I saw a vast majority of people so sincere and solemn to their faith. I saw men and women not dictated by authorities to do simple societal law. Infact, most of my countrymen are afraid to cross the line. It took a foreign soil to make a person of my background to adhere to the simple laws. Discipline. I never thought people from the other side of the world could maintain such distinction. I was naive that other race could be such good citizens. Felt ashamed, embarassed that I was so arogant and well, a racist. Shoot! I hated the word, remembering the genocide in world war 2, the struggle of black americans, and all those killings and treatment one race would get from a so called superior race. I never thought that I could be one. Lesson learned.

But wait, I didint say they are perfect. Everybody has their own flaws and maybe thats why some races advertently hate each other. Thats why a certain terrorist exist.
C'mon guys we differ from our beliefs, we differ from our looks, we differ from cultural practices, we differ in a lot of way. But dont you think we could just understand and respect each other? Lets conform to a basic right and wrong in life. I dont think that differs from one race to another. Its what you call, I think, moral law. Is'nt it?

A New Look, A New Start

...and it only takes an ambitious, hardworking distant friend of mine to actually influence me to start this seemingly alien spot of society of which I barely have an idea about.

Good day dear friends. I have hear, a new concept to offer you... My piece of mind. I intend to share thoughts, ideas, experiences and everything and anything we could ever discuss under the sun. I still have naive thoughts on how to build and develop this site, but like most business men say: 'you would never know unless you try'... or do they even say that? =)

I'm still working on the title, but "Counting the Days" seem appropriate for my state of being right now. Yes, you read right, "state of being", and by that I meant of emotional and probably the spiritual part of me right now.
But HEY! I'm not gonna preach you about those kinds of things. I'm just here to share and solicit opinions from you guys. We'll talk about, like I said, everything and anything that I could think of and compare notes if we are on the same page.

Lets say that's its a sorry excuse for me to try, if people would ever listen to my ideas or opinions about the facts of life. Its one way for me to express my grievances and hope that people can relate and exchange thoughts in the process.

So let me try this one and see what happens.

Cheers.