We face many battles in life. Sometimes we win; sometimes we lose. It’s a fact of life. Winning always brings a feeling of euphoria. Losing, which in reality is more than just an antithesis of winning, can be like an open wound that takes a long time to heal – if it heals at all.
But, as someone said, life goes on. Reluctantly we trudge on, and grin and bear it like everyone else.
I have always been curious as to what content attracts the most visitors to this site. For site statistics, I use the free service offered by Google Analytics.
So I decided to find out what has been driving traffic to my blog for the past ten months. Within the period of January 2007 up to October 2007, here are the top ten most visited posts in this blog:
1,099 pageviews
I just want to share video clips of Aya playing the piano while practicing for her performance in their class concert. It’s still a good two weeks away, but she has already memorized the notes by heart. I took her video so we can watch it together and see her mistakes. It’s also a pretty good way to evaluate her performance so we can correct errors and see how else we can improve it. Well, I’m not a piano expert, so I just try to give suggestions based on what they learned in class so far. Maybe the piano experts among you could give suggestions and comments? 😉
Without further ado, here are the videos I’ve uploaded to YouTube:
Do you fear change in your life, habits, attitude, even the people you live or work with? Or do you embrace change with enthusiasm, eager and hopeful for what’s going to happen next?
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| I will never be the same when I take this path |
Change is inevitable. The world around us changes all the time. We change, too, even if we sometimes do not discern it ourselves. Just take a look at your photo taken a year or two ago. You just don’t look the same as before. Not just in terms of the extra wrinkly spots or newly sprouted white hairs, but in the way you think, feel, or react to situations. Although the previous year may seem too short, so many of life’s events that transpired during that year has changed you into the person you are now.
I see my daughter growing right before my eyes – all five years of her – and I just marvel at how fast she has changed from a helpless infant to a zestful preschooler. How much more different would she be in another five years’ time?
When I was in college, I commuted everyday from our house in Tondo to the UP Diliman campus. It usually took me two hours on the road, one way. So that’s a total of four hours wasted everyday while waiting for jeepney rides, running after buses, and inhaling the carbon monoxide exhaust from the smoke belchers. Needless to say, even if I had left the house smelling fresh and cool from the morning shower, I would usually arrive in school two hours later all sweaty, smelling of smoke and virtually coated in soot and dust from head to toe. That was my daily routine. I happily endured it, all in the name of education.
During a particularly crowded day, together with several people I rushed towards a jeepney and squeezed myself into an available seat, unmindful of the people around me. I was intent on getting a seat, and that was all that mattered.
As soon as I sat down, to my horror I found that my bag had been unzipped and my wallet was missing. That was the first time that something like that happened to me, and I almost cried out in frustration. I couldn’t believe that someone would actually steal from a college student who only wanted to study hard and change the direction of her life for the better.