Thursday, February 23, 2012

Backpack Series: The Scar!


HOW IT STARTED:
Two years, two solid years, yes, dalawang taon ko nang ginagamit ang backpack ko. And during those years, I never expected na magkakabutas sya sa ilalim. Akala ko bibigay, somewhere sa shoulder strap dahil sa bigat pero hindi, nabutas sya sa ilalim, because of the constant friction with my waist habang bibit ko sya. I didn’t see this one coming.  Tsk tsk! Since I treasure this backpack of mine, I never thought of buying a new one. I'm not ready yet na idis-patch to. (May sentimental value or kuripot lang hehe). So when I went back to Manila (last year), one of my itineraries was to visit Mr. Quickie. And there you go, Mr. Quickie done a good job of putting leather patch on the hole. But honestly, my backpack will never be the same again.

THE DAMAGE:
That’s the story on how my backpack get his first scar. Speaking of Story, there’s one site that talks about scar, www.owlhaven.wordpress.com . Reading the first paragraph is okay, but when I started reading on the comment section, I stopped. Napakasakit kasing basahin! Pano ba naman, everyone is talking about how they got their scar. Ilang stitches, gaano kahaba ang tahi, inopera tapos nilagyan ng bakal sa braso. And they talk about it in details. Gaya nong isa, tumalon habang umaandar yong pick-up na sinasakyan nya, pagbagsak una yong panga, ang sakit non panigurado! Pero ang isang to, natawa ako sa kwento nya:

“I like to think of myself as being an intelligent person, but given this story, this has not always been the case. When I was 13 or 14 years old I decided to convert a pair of jeans into shorts. The problem with this idea is that I decided to do this while still wearing the pants and by using one of those single-edged razor blades of old. Needless to say, one of the cuts I made went a little too deep – to specific, it went into my right leg and for about an inch.
Though I bled profusely, the cut must have awakened some part of my sleeping brain since I still remember looking down at my leg and saying loudly to myself “you stupid *&^((*&(*.” My brain then promptly went back to sleep, however, and I became so embarrased over my stupidity that I refused to tell anyone what I had done (until today, some 30 years later).
The scar is small, but it is very visible (at least to me). It serves as a constant reminder that I am not as smart as I might think I am.

Very smart di ba? But one thing common I noticed from the comment section, they are all very proud to share their scar stories. Ikaw, anong kwento mo?

Kahit ano pa man ang kwento sa likod ng scar mo… visible man o hindi, at kahit pa pinatanggal mo nayan, It will always serves as a constant reminder of our recklessness, stupidity, bravery, hardships, mistakes, sickness, etc. But most of the time, it is a reminder of lessons learned!

REGRETS
Base sa karanasan, maraming mga bagay o pangyayari na kung kaya lang nating baguhin, babaguhin natin sa mga nakalipas na taon ng buhay natin. Mga maling desisyon, pinalagpas na pagkakataon, mga taong nasaktan along the way, short comings and a lot more. If we have the capacity to change all that, we will do so. But no matter what we do, no matter how much we think about it, no matter how regretful we are, that doesn't change anything. It already happens and we can't turn back the time to redo and correct past mistakes.

Buti pa nga sa Autocad (software we are using in drafting), may command na "UNDO/REDO". Or the unpopular “OOPS” command. Pag nagkamali, oops, just UNDO it and you can correct or redo the mistakes. Parang lapis lang na Mongol, pwedeng burahin ang naiguhit na pagkakamali. But in reality, there is no such thing. The only thing that we can do is to patch up. But like what happens to my back pack, and all the wounds that has been healed and leave a mark called scar, things will never be the same again. Kung naging maingat ka lang sana... Kung nasabi ko lang sana sa kanya… Kung naging matapang ka lang, sana… sana… at marami pang sana…

LESSONS LEARNED

"Lessons Learned"
Carrie Underwood

There's some things that I regret,
Some words I wish had gone unsaid,
Some starts,
That had some bitter endings,
Been some bad times I've been through,
Damage I cannot undo,
Some things,
I wish I could do all all over again,
But it don't really matter,
Life gets that much harder,
It makes you that much stronger,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.

There's mistakes that I have made,
Some chances I just threw away,
Some roads,
I never should've taken,
Been some signs I didn't see,
Hearts that I hurt needlessly,
Some wounds,
That I wish I could have one more chance to mend,
But it don't make no difference,
The past can't be rewritten,
You get the life you're given,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.

And all the things that break you,
Are all the things that make you strong,
You can't change the past,
Cause it's gone,
And you just gotta move on,
Because it's all,
Lessons learned.

[Chorus:]
And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wondered how I'd get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every scar,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Lessons learned.


Psalm 147:3      
3 He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

13 comments:

  1. ang daming kwento ng backpack mo ha! :D

    lahat siguro ng tao meron scar, gaya nga ng sabi mo un iba visible at un iba hindi. I have my share of scars too at gaya nga rin ng sabi mo, ginawa ko syang reminder para hindi na dumami pa ang scar ko. Ang hirap kaya ng marami scar, nde makapag-shorts...hahahah!

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    1. PS: buti naman at pinalitan mo background mo, pinahirapan mo ako magbasa kagabi kaya hindi kagad ako nakapag-comment dito eh...hehe!

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    2. ah oo nga... inaayos ko kagabi background ko, bigla naputol inernet connection kaya ayon, di natapos hehe

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    3. PS din:
      So nakakapag shorts ka? Patingin nga kung walang scar hahaha

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  2. alam mo yng "Lessons Learned"! ahahahai may post pa man din ako dyan ahahahaa

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  3. hahaha... talaga? I must read it haha

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  4. kinailangan ko talaga magback read to know more about backpack series hehe. ganda ng pagkakasulat, may lessons learned talaga.

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  5. And now I see ate Gracie! :)))

    Natuwa din ako don sa blade blade na yon. haha!

    Hmm ako ano ba, ah.. alam ko na.

    Yung nag tunay ako ng asukal. Para sa lecheflan yan e. Then may pumatak sa tiles. Alam kong mainit sya. as in. But all of a sudden bigla ko syang hinawakan! Sobrang sakit. Hahaha! Napaso ako, dumikit pa nga yung caramel. Grabe.

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    1. Now You see Gracies Network! *wink! hahaha

      Tawa ka naman sa blade blade! Siguro si ithda naiisip mo sa blade blade no?

      Eh bakit naman kasi hinawakan mo? Curiosity kills the bunny! lol

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