Too much pride, not enough knowledge of our roots. You call people Kuya, Ate, and Ading, and you have no respect to people and yourselves. You wear your flag like its an article of clothing. You fulfill the stereotype that people have for Filipinos, and you get mad or angry when…
well, i don’t know the girl in the “don’t support fag marriages” picture, but i did come across this:
and i feel really bad that she’s getting so much hate for a simple misunderstanding. i’m not tumblr famous or anything, so this probably won’t go too well, but i’m trying to get the word out because i feel bad for this girl. thanks
Writing this personal essay really got me thinking about my education and my life. It’s getting to the point that I’m crying about it. Who really dominates my life, who really controls what I do, who really makes all the decisions for me. My voice isn’t heard yet its my fault to say the truth of why I want to go to college? I’m not even sure if i want to go to college. I’m not sure what I even want to do in life.