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October 15, 2007 
Noon pa man ay jologs na talaga ako. Bukod sa masugid akong tagasubaybay ng T.G.I.S, kung saan binigyan ni Angelu de leon ng makabagong konsepto ang mga manonood sa kulay na “neon”, makailang ulit ko din atang pinanood ang “Romeo and Juliet” ni Leonardo di Caprio at Claire Danes. Hindi dahil nagandahan ako sa istorya kundi nahumaling ako kay Leonardo di Caprio (Leo). Pagpapatunay na jologs talaga ako e meron akong Notebook na may muka ni Leo, stationery na may muka din ni Leo at aminadong patay na patay kay Bobby Andrews kung sakaling wala na akong pagasa kay Leo.
Pero kahit jologs ako, nagkainteres akong hiramin ang “Chicken Soup” ng kaklase kong si Jowana. Pag may Chicken Soup ka kaseng binabasa e bigtime ka na nung highschool. Kaya sa loob ng isang lingo nagging BIGTIME ako!
Sa pagbabasa ko ng Chcken Soup, una kong nasilayan ang Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of 99 na sinulat ni Mary Schmich. Akala ko non isa itong speech para sa graduating class, pero sa aking pagsasaliksik, e nalaman ko na isang artikulo pala ito na inilathala ni Ms. Schmich sa The Chicago Tribune noong June 1, 1997. At matapos nga at halos isang taon, lumabas na ang kantang Everybody's Free to Wear Sunscreen ni Baz Luhrman. Saulo ko na nga ang lyrics ng kanta dahil pinagtiyagaan kong kopyahin ang artikulo sa Chicken Soup ni Ms. Schmich. Maganda kase ang nilalaman ng bawat salitang bumubuo sa artikulong ito. Madami akong natutunan at isa itong malaking impluwensya sa aking katauhan. Lahat ata ng sinabi ni Ms. Schmich naging pananaw ko na din, ang nakakatawa lang hindi naman ako gumagamit ng sunscreen.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's. Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of 99
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
by Mary Schmich
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
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