Thursday, December 08, 2005


A sponge is one of man's creations that I admire most. I can't help myself but wonder on how its pores absorb and hold a volume of liquid despite its inferior size. It amazes me on how it does not erode or broke into pieces immediately.

There are individuals that are like the sponge. They are the so-called shock absorber. They are those who can bear and stay composed even at the most annoying and depressing situations they are involved, even if not by choice.

Reasons may not be easily grab to answer my query, but feelings tells me otherwise. I am starting to figure out that one's sensitivity has something to do with this.

It is quite apparent that the more the person do a lot of listening than talking, the more he is good at being a constituent in the catharsis of the other. This process also involves great understanding and patience.

Correct me if I am wrong. I perceived that being a sponge is a sort of virtue. It is human nature to be a sponge but others are well nurtured to be better at it.

I have an experience which is related to this the day before yesterday. I tried to be a good sponge but, I guess, I failed. While a superior of mine is talking about certain things, I entertained the thoughts that I shouldn't be here...This is not my business… Yes! My presence was felt but my thoughts are wandering elsewhere. Now, I honestly felt and feel guilty about it. No one is to be blamed here but me and my stubbornness.

On the other hand, I was and am overwhelm for the trust that is being given to me—since not all is given the chance to be given such. This is a consolation worth remembering on an otherwise disappointing day for me. Imagine, I wasn’t able to watch the BSCS/IT versus BSN volleyball men match…Nanghihinayang talaga ako! I missed half of my life! Haaaaaaaay buhay….