My Yellow Shoes and I...

Dear journal,


I am wearing yellow shoes right now. I have been wearing them for more than 2 weeks now. I like them albeit some people don't. What other people do not know is that I wear them not because of its color, but because its really comfortable. I think that makes the difference.

Alex told me the other night how people misconstrue my actions into something not likeable and how others criticize me for what they assume I am. I am presumably one of the most misunderstood people there is. I usually say what's on my mind and really do what I think is right. I respect authority, but I do not keep quiet if something wrong is done. I am, indeed, a difficult person to handle; I'm just fortunate to have friends who are incognizant of all my flaws.

In the Philippines, you can verily divide the Filipino citizens into 2 groups: those who like Kris Aquino and those who don't. Funny as it is, up until now, it is still surprising to know how people have this extreme feelings over the queen of all media. Some adore her that much, while some despise her as well. Unlike other celebrities, when it comes to Kris, you can either just love her or hate her; there is nothing in between. And that makes her a celebrity to beat.

Pundits in psychology would have a very good explaination for this. As for me, I can only say that it is natural for man to find faults in everything. I guess we are born critics. I would not come clean and say that I don't do it. Of course, I do. You can ask my flatmates about it; they will tell you everything.

Most of the time, wysiwyg (what-you-see-is-what-you-get) does not apply and first impressions aren't always reliable. In factuality, our attitude depends on who we deal with and our intentions on that person. Our best characteristic can only be judged if we can treat a king and a beggar with the same amount of respect and courtesy at any given time.

Who we are right now is the product of all our experiences in the past, which is why its not fair sometimes to arbitrarily say something about someone we do not know on a more personal level. But we can't blame everything on poverty, poor breeding, and lack of opportunity, right? We are, after all, our own masters.

If I change so that I can please those who don't like me, I don't think I will be able to sleep well at night. Each of us has to do whatever it is that makes us happy. They can hate me for all the wrong reasons, but I will still wear my yellow shoes no matter what.
Remember, lightning could strike anytime...