A Nobody's Nook

The Arrow wit the Heart Pierced Right Through It — April 21, 2015

The Arrow wit the Heart Pierced Right Through It

tadhana Photo is from Twitter

There was an arrow who was getting tired of his pointy life. Until one day, he woke up feeling heavier than usual. He woke up with a heart pierced through him. “Whose heart are you? How did you get here?” the arrow asked, but there was no reply. The arrow asked everyone he met if they owned the heart, everyone denied that the heart was theirs. Each would say, “My heart hasn’t gone missing”. As the arrow continued the search, he noticed the heart was getting lighter, he did not know why; probably losing weight or he is gaining strength. As they passed by, someone asked, “How long have you been looking for the owner of that heart?”, but the heart did not reply, the heart did not need to. The heart just slowly moved back from the arrow, slowly, very slowly, until the heart is no longer pierced through the arrow; and so the heart moved on. 

The arrow who used to have a heart pierced through him tried to move on, but he was too heavy, and he was dragging himself down. The arrow could not understand why he felt heavier when he actually no longer had the load of carrying somebody’s heart. So the arrow tried to go back to his old, pointy life and everyday he would wake up feeling heavier than usual, but there was no heart pierced through him each time. So the arrow decided to be patient and just try to be the old arrow that he was, before he became the arrow with a heart pierced through him; so he can live normally again—and he did.

One day he just woke up feeling a little stranger than usual, the arrow woke up being tired of his pointy life again. Until he heard a question too familiar that it was not strange at all. “Excuse me but have you lost your heart?”, the arrow was surprised, it was the heart who used to be pierced through him—and there was no reply. The arrow and the heart didn’t need any.


I was 23 years old and was used to independent life and was so engaged with my passion – teaching. So engaged that I wanted to be the best in my field. Maybe not in the whole wide world but amongst my batch mates. I had goals – promotion at an early age, finished M.A Degree and start Doctoral Degree at 27. I travelled, wrote and read a lot too. My life seemed pretty much happy back then. Yes, I was the arrow,with a pointy life and knew which target to hit.

One day came a stranger. He was someone else’s heart. He was broken or maybe I was just thinking that way. I thought I might help in looking for the owner of this heart. And I did.  I carried this heart with me. I thought he was ruining my routine until I got used to his presence. You probably know what happen next but I’ll say it anyway. We got along together and did fall in love.

He made feel like my happy life is dull and boring. That it can even get exciting and colorful. We did the most exciting adventures ever. Those may never be as grand as the others, but those times were the happiest days of my life. He was there during the weakest points in my life. He was there too to celebrate my triumphs. But being a brittle arrow, I got tired of carrying this heart. The heart said though that there was no other arrow fit to carry him but me. However, I was breaking and the only thing to be able to stop it is to release him.

One day,I asked him to leave me and he understood it was also for me. Like the arrow in the original story, I feel heavier that I have no longer a heart to carry. But the crack needs to be healed. And to be healed I must endure pain.

When the time comes I was already healed and I would need a heart, maybe I would have him back as long as he still would want me.


I just copied the original story of “The Arrow with the Heart Piereced Right Through It” from https://kitgabucan.wordpress.com/2015/02/16/the-arrow-with-a-heart-pierced-through-him/



Dear Blog,

Thank you for keeping me sane when I feel so pressured and depressed.

Thank for always being the one who always listen. You know I ain’t the type of person who would pour her feelings out – including my pain – to anyone, but you are always ready to receive whatever emotion I need to release. If you are a person you’ve probably gotten tired of me and ran away from me but you didn’t because you can’t.Hehe

Thank you for musing me, for sharing the triumph and happiness.

Thank you for helping me improve my writing ability.

I wish I could hug you.

Very truly yours,

Eirene Hale


10 Facebook posts that make me wanna quit using it (or I’m just being bitter) — April 11, 2015

10 Facebook posts that make me wanna quit using it (or I’m just being bitter)

1.The gandang-ganda sa sarili posts. Coming from different persons that’s normal. Coming from one person that’s GGSS!





2.Selfie overLORDS. Too much of something is bad enough!…Are we playing spot the difference here?







3.The hate post or grudge post to someone who they don’t wanna name. Sabi nga sa Facebook comments, dapat “Pangalanan na para intense.” or “I-tag na yan!”




4.The “emo” post that is more of a quiz because the user don’t wanna share what exactly his/her problem/s is/are but he/she just did tell that he/she has/have problems. So ok what exactly do they want?

5.The selfie lords with their unrelated caption with their pics. Ok!Anong connect? Anong connect ng cleavage?Eh nung pouty lips?


5.The English. They use English most of the time but they just post and don’t check their grammar. Well, di ako magaling sa English ah, pero kapag di ko sure kung tama ang pagkakatranslate,nagtatagalog na lang ako.

6.The uber PDA post. Buburahin mo din yan pag nag-break kayo.


 7.The payabang post!so what?! I mean you got him a gift with emphasis that it is from Switzerland.


8.The never ending “atm”. She/he just records everything and facebook is his/her diary. Got it?Don’t complain. 

9.The “Hey I’m a good person” post. Seriously, is helping need to be announced?


10.The unending Love-and-Hate relationship posts. Now they’re sweet, next day they hate each other. Then they’ll  be sweet again. Then something pops up and they are at World War III again.I tell you I will never get used to it.

Street Lamp — February 27, 2015

Street Lamp

It is during our darkest moment that we must focus to see the light.

-Albus Dumbledor

Lights always fascinates me. Though they are most love during dark as they glow,they are also beautiful in the morning as they shine with their shapes and forms.

Street Lamp
                     Street Lamp
DI NA PO AKO MAGPAPAUTANG — February 2, 2015


Kasi po nahihiya na po akong magpapaalalaa na may hiniram kayo na lampas isang taon na. Naawa na rin po ako sa sarili ko na tuwing umaasa sa sinabi nyo na sa sweldo magbabayad na kayo, pero lumampas na po ang swelduhan at sinabi nyo na sa susunod na sweldo. Naulit po iyon nang naulit. Di po nauubos ang araw ng sweldo. Baka po umasa po ako ng forever n’yan, eh wala namang forever.

Kasi po nung kinulit nyo ako na manghihiram kayo ay ako po ay nagbigay naman na walang ibang sinabi na “Eto lang po kaya ko ipahiram.”, pero nung ako ay naningil, ako po ay sinabihan nyo na “Hindi nakakaintindi.”

Kasi po kailangan ko na ng pambili ng gamot, pero ako pa rin po ang hindi nakakaintindi.

Pasensya na po.

What to do in 2015 (instead of getting married) — January 17, 2015

What to do in 2015 (instead of getting married)

I’ll be turning 25 this year and no, I am not yet getting married. There are better things to do than tying a knot when I know in myself that I and my partner is not yet ready financially, emotionally and mentally. But though I’m dreaming of seeing myself walking the aisle in white gown in a church bursting with flowers with (*insert his name here) waiting at the altar, I don’t see it coming so soon. Getting married is a big thing. You have to be geared up before you swim in it. You have to chase all your dreams first, feel complete,  before you can be able to share yourself with your partner. And since I notice that I am going away with my main topic here, let me steer back to my purpose.

So yeah,before that big day comes, I think I’d busy myself with things that I have been wishing to do ever since I learned what dreaming is, so when I get married I’ll have no regrets and i won’t blame marriage for hampering me from chasing my dreams.

Here’s my to do list for 2015!!!!(*insert drum roll here)

1.Travel outside Puerto with Marsh even in just a day (since longer than that is hardly possible)

2.Practice my photographic skills

3.Finish my thesis! And graduate!

4. Start business and get serious about it

5. Read lots of books

6.Invest or Save or have a hundred thousand before the end ofthe year

7.Write more often

Here are my resolutions!!!((*insert anothere drum roll here)

1.No more petty arguments with Marsh

2.Be patient and be more understanding about everything

3.Drink more water

4.Eat less carbs and salty food

4.Dress more properly ..What I mean I’ll try to wear fancy clothes and not restrain myself from T-shirt and pants…I’ll dress according to my age too

5. Sleep more

6.Be more conscious of my physical appearance (but not to the point of being vain)

I made a poster that I put on my wall to make sure I am reminded of these resolutions and goals.

New Year's Resolution

My problem that all singles will understand — January 3, 2015

My problem that all singles will understand

This holiday season, I subjected myself to house arrest to avoid expenditures but after that two-week long holiday I found myself almost penniless. My salary, including my bonuses, all went to their rightful place (or I was just coaxing myself to think that way). I didn’t buy much and the only present I gave to myself is that 1,500 worth of hair rebond. The rest went to shopping for my  goddaughters and godsons, my mom’s hands (for the noche buena and media noche),my sister Rhea for her allowance(she’s in college and I am in charge of her allowance) and  and my siblings’ gifts. I placed a few in my savings and partially paid  my debts. There is a total amount of 2,000 pesos left( and I am really ashamed to tell that but that’s the truth)  for me to spend until the 22nd day of January – my salary day –   comes! How on earth am I going to budget that? Yesterday, someone texted me and asked if she could borrow money. Of course, I told her the truth – that I do not have extra money, that I only have 2,000 in my wallet, that that could not be enough if sudden expenditure comes. She did not believe me though.Who will anyway? I am single. I supposed to have more than enough. I believe that’s the problem when you are single.People think you have more than enough because you don’t have children to raise. People will keep on asking you for financial help – whether that is for loan or “hingi”. When you can not grant them help, they’ll raise an eyebrow and think you’re stingy or even worse is you’re spendthrift.It sucks when someone accused you of being a spendthrift when all you trying to do is save. Even my family won’t even believe me whenever I complain how fast the money comes and goes as if they are not aware that I also spend more than a hundred a day for transportation and food as I work, that a life of a teacher requires spending a part of your salary for the sake of teaching and learning, that I am sending my sister to college, that I am religiously giving them my own share to our household expense and that I want to save too. Here’s what I actually learn from it:First,that when you’re single your earnings is not only for yourself. Second, no one would believe you when you told them you run out of cash.


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