Why I Don’t Talk About Politics

So a couple of days ago Android Authority released a video essay titled The Truth Behind The Facebook Privacy Scandal – The Real World Matrix, and this got me thinking about my inaction of political participation. I asked myself, “why am I not as vocal as my other friends who took political science?” Sure, I share news on my FB, but I really don’t make an effort to comment or to start a discussion on what I shared. I couldn’t think of a reason why my political participation was so low until I read Rappler’s piece titled Sarah Elago on why being young and being a dissenter matters.

Ms. Elago is a perfect example of an anti-thesis to me (or maybe I’m an anti-thesis to her). So another question would be, why am I not like her? Why am I not trying to create an arena of discourse in order to find this elusive paradigm shift? Then I remembered the advice that my boss told me. “What are you going to sacrifice in order for you to achieve your goal?”

And for new readers here, my goal has always personal growth and the pursuit of happiness. I think that’s why I don’t post about politics. What I mostly post are positive reinforcements and my progress in self-improvement. I feel like I’ve made more strides in improving myself than trying to make a cohesive arena for discourse. Obviously, trying to change the political landscape is harder than changing a single person. But think of it this way. How can I help others if I can’t help myself? If I want to help people become better people, then I should be a better person.

Upgraded my WP

This is going to be a quick post.

I saw an email from WP today telling me that they were offering a 30% off discount on all of their plans, so I grabbed the Personal Plan. I changed my URL to patrickalix.com and the site title to my name. I also changed my author name and author icon. Continue reading “Upgraded my WP”

Being Sober

Around two weeks ago, I decided that I should quit smoking. Many have their own reasons; mine was for healthier living. I noticed I was getting shorter breaths during my runs. I used to run 4km without a sweat (metaphorically) and still had enough energy to run 2km more. However, it was getting so bad that I was struggling to complete 3km, and that’s when I decided to quit smoking.

I’ve tried quitting it in the past, but I did it without thinking and went back to smoking as a consequence of that. This time around, I’ve had some help from an app, so hopefully, I can see this through the end.

I started smoking because of family issues. It affected me so much that I thought that smoking was a way to help deal with the stress. It obviously made my life a bit worse with weaker lungs. So here’s me trying to improve myself.

It’s been three days since I’ve quit smoking. Wish me luck!

In other news, I finished my TEFL certification course! I’m totally excited to get my certificate and add this to my resume. Why? A TEFL certificate and some years of teaching experience should give me a better chance at finding a teaching job overseas.

Here’s to me trying to make it in life 🍻 🍻 🍻

(PS I don’t drink. I just thought that the beers looked festive lol)

Earning Your Place

I just came from this talk at THE Ateneo on the political landscape of Filipino journalism. It was a good talk and extremely informative. I was supposed to meet my two Atenean friends and watch it together, but I had chores to do in the morning. I was around 20 minutes late, but I caught the majority it.

Let me digress a bit. Followers of my blog know that I really love Ateneo even though I’m from La Salle. I love both universities. I just love Ateneo more. I love the chill culture, its environment, the people, and of course the location. So coming in to Ateneo today for a talk was exciting for me. Why? I get to feel what it’s like being an Atenean even if it was just a little bit.

I gave up my La Salle ID for a visitor’s pass and walked right in heading to Escaler Hall.

Sitting in an auditorium filled with Ateneans was exhilarating. It sounds weird, but I felt at home for once even more so when Ressa addressed the entire room as Ateneans. These small things like being perceived as a part of a whole is what makes me feel good. To be a part of something you always wanted to be a part of is great!

I met up with my friends and their friends. We chatted and walked to the parking lot where we had to part ways since they had other things to do. Then that’s when it sunk in. I’m not a part of this community. I’m not an Atenean. All I am is an outsider with a visitor’s pass. Although I do love Ateneo, it doesn’t love me back since I’m not one of them.

As I walked back to the gate, a familiar feeling came over me. I always tell my friends that I don’t feel like I’m a Filipino because I just don’t have the same values and ideas that Filipinos have. And I think this experience in Ateneo is a good analogy of that feeling. Have you ever visited another school for a fair? Did you feel like you weren’t a part of that school even though you had all the benefits of the fair? When La Salle has its UnivWeek celebration, students from other universities come and visit. They love La Salle and its culture, but they stick out because they aren’t a part of it.

That’s how I feel about this country. I feel like I’m in another school, but the problem is that I don’t have a school to go back to. I have to find another school to call home.

The only way I can find a place in Ateneo is to earn it (through passing the ACET). But earning your place in a university is easier than earning your place in a country, a country that I don’t even know exists for me.

For now, I’m just a visitor looking for that place I can call home.

Unconscious Sign of Weakness

Two days ago, I had a sweet dream. This was also my second dream where I realised it was a dream and decided to let it play on. I wasn’t in control of my actions, like what some people claim to do. I was just aware that it wasn’t real.

In my dream, I bought a lottery scratch ticket. For some reason, I knew I was going to win. I didn’t know how much. I just knew it. So I scratched off the coating and matched my numbers with the winning numbers (I know lottery scratch tickets don’t work this way, but it’s a dream). Lo and behold, I won $80 million. I felt extremely happy as one normally would. My problems instantly disappeared.

Then I woke up.

I felt excruciatingly annoyed not because it was a dream but because I felt happy. Now you must be thinking, “You’re annoyed because you’re happy? You must be insane.” Yeah, you might be right.

I didn’t like the dream because my mind unconsciously wanted an easy way out. It wanted something to stop the pain with minimal effort. How can I grow as a person if I do not face trials?

My mind failed me. I felt disgusted at myself. I always thought that I knew myself. I was wrong. Apparently, I want an easy way out.


I will erase this weakness from inside me and beat it out with hard work and effort.

I cannot believe such weakness festers within me.