charity, life and watches

The sky was overcast today. No sun peeked out of the low clouds. I read somewhere yesterday that the typhoon that hit our islands already killed about twenty people, which makes it so sad. Imagine living in a country where you can drive anywhere without having to haul your car in a barge to get to another province and where a typhoon in the middle of summer is unheard of. But we have to deal with where we’re at.




Typhoons here in the Philippines are as common as snow in Iceland. So, instead of wailing over who died and what town was totally erased, I think it might be better for us to think about how to help those who were hardly affected. I am no Princess Di but I think one of the things I realized so far this year is that every little bit of help counts. I know I’m in a rut but there’s probably someone out there who’s in deeper sh*t than I am. And although it is not my personal duty to alleviate that person’s sh*tty life, it is morally-correct to lend a hand and maybe share a bit of what you have. Who knows, you might be able to save a life and make someone’s dream come true even if you’re struggling to make yours a reality. A little kindness would not kill you. So, go find out how you can help. It’s not just fashionable to be charitable (Angelina Jolie, is that you?) but it’s also heart-warming.




Well as I was saying earlier, the sky was overcast and gray. No hint of sunshine whatsoever. Summer is indeed over. I was like thinking this would end soon so that I can enjoy the a few days of sun damage in a beach before the rains come in full force. Ha! Wishful thinking. But, that’s life. Sometimes it’s easier not to plan things. The more plans you have, the more chances of you getting disappointed. I hate cancelled plans. It makes me furious at myself for not overseeing everything that might happen. Then I end up in some sort of mild depression. I am not a perfectionist, if you’re already thinking that I might be. That’s why I said I don’t plan my life. I just let it be. I don’t even wear a watch. I have watches, maybe four or five. I even have a vintage Rolex from my dad who got it from his dad. But wearing those watches just makes me conscious of how much time I’ve wasted on something or of what I do. I have always been someone who lives for the moment, even way back in high school. Not worrying about tomorrow is liberating. It frees up your mind and body from all the stress that comes with planning and disappointments from things not done.




Life is already hard; worrying about stuff that hasn’t happened yet is like adding more despondency on your current life load. People say that life is kind and that if you work hard and make your self follow your goals, life will reward you. But that is all crap, trust me. In reality, life is actually cruel, if you come to think of it now. I am not a pessimistic perfectionist, if that’s what your mind is shouting right now. I am just stating the truth. Life, no matter how you twist with every bludger it throws your way or how you turn at every corner it brings you to, will always win in the end. Because you are at its mercy. You need life. So did I just make myself clear as to why it is more prudent not to plan your life? I have always believed that living a day at a time is the best way to live life. It spares you from the bondage of tomorrow and it makes your yesterday so much nicer.

So throw your Cartier Tanks out that window. You don’t need a watch; no matter how expensive it is, if you plan on enjoying your life. Time ticks when you’re having fun, that I’m sure. It’s also going to tick even if you’re at your lowest. And, as sure as I am that the Hermes Birkin will always be a fiction of daydreams, time will still tick even if you’re six feet under.