AskJaycee # 7: Am I Normal?
Do you have the choleric or melancholic personality type? At some point, I know you asked yourself if you're normal. It takes one to know one. Accept that you're totally different from the sanguine and phlegmatic. Here's how I accepted my uniqueness and rarity.
My Wife Is Better Than I
Let me admit something. My wife is better than I.
I just pinched my arm and I'm wide awake as I write this. I had my daily lemonade (calamansi juice), too (Yeah, my...
Anger Does Not Help
Confession. Can I shock you a bit?
Eighty percent of what I have today came from anger.
A butterfly passed along my way and I was angry.
A dog barked and I was angry.
The...
Why I Avoid Gossipers (and why you should too)
Eventually, you become what you read, what you watch, and who you listen to.
As I am still on a holiday break (though it's not obvious as I'm still active, but believe...
Am I My Brother’s Keeper?
Yesterday, while we drove in to the drive-thru of a fast food chain in our city, a boy (a sampaguita garland vendor) approached me as I was placing an order.
Without further...
My Interpretation of Mark Zuckerberg’s 10 Rules for Success
You get what you spend time doing.
Have you heard about Malcolm Gladwell's 10,000 hours to perfection?
When I was still an employee, one of my colleagues noticed that I was typing at...
Perseverance, More Than Knowledge, Makes A BIG Difference
You read the title right!
I worked it up to the corporate ladder for 5 years.
I've been into this online business for 10 years.
Over the span of 10 years, I've seen...
In Your Marriage, Are You a Listener or a Talk-er?
The Pope was right.
In my married life, I didn't start as a listener but a talk-er.
I still remember how I didn't want to give up every time my wife spoke of...
Believe on the Possibility and Be Blessed
Let me tell you something controversial. I am used to hate posts and messages, anyway.
If your friend, whether on Facebook or on Earth (real life), tells you or posts something that...
My God and I Defeated My Goliath
Warning: What you are about to read is not an entry in Maalaala Mo Kaya.
When I was in high school, I could not join my classmates in taking their college entrance...
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