Whilyn

I was feeling very very tired. I barely had any sleep. I woke up at 4:30am for my 7am flight back to General Santos. Taking into account my miserable job, I headed straight from the airport to work and I can no longer convince myself that it's just today. 

I stumbled upon this article -- 10 Possible causes of Fatigue: 

1. What you eat. Don't try for a quick-fix spurt of energy from caffeine and sugar; it will only leave you more fatigued as your blood sugar levels fluctuate wildly. Instead, go for a balanced, healthy diet replete with fruits, vegetables, and lean protein. "Most people feel like they're less tired if they eat a healthy diet," says Ralston. "Eating healthy also means you'll carry less weight, and obesity is a big contributor to fatigue.

2. How much you sleep. About 60% of women, according to the 2007 Sleep in America poll, say they only get a few good nights' sleep a week or less. To get more Zs, avoid caffeine and alcohol in the hours just before bedtime, and keep your sleep space quiet and restful.

3. How much you exercise. This is the biggie, says Ralston. He suggests that the best prescription for ordinary, garden-variety tiredness is regular, vigorous exercise. Complete your exercise at least three hours before bedtime.

Shouldn't exercise tire you out, not rev you up? The reality is that exercise breeds energy. Almost all the studies that have looked at this question have found the same thing: Sedentary people who start exercising feel much less fatigue than people who continue to slouch on the couch -- and exercise often boosts energy even more than medication.

So what's the prescription? How much exercise do you need, how often, and for how long, before you start noticing an end to your exhaustion? Ralston recommends 40 minutes, at least four days a week, to get you going.

How soon should you see results? It took you awhile to get this worn out, and you're not going to feel better overnight. "You need to give it at least a month," Ralston advises. Within that time, you should feel at least some improvement. Keep with it for three to six months more, and you should start feeling much better.

If you follow your exercise prescription for at least a month -- and you're also making enough time for sleep -- and you're still feeling lousy, look into other causes, Ralston advises.

4. Anemia. "This is a very common cause of fatigue and very easy to check with a simple blood test," she says. "It's particularly a problem for women, especially those who are having heavy menstrual periods." You can remedy anemia with an iron-rich diet, heavy in meats and dark, leafy greens, or supplements if you have a chronic iron deficiency.

5. Deficiencies in key nutrients, such as potassium. Again, this is easily checked with blood testing.

6. Thyroid problems. Over- and under-active thyroids both can cause fatigue, Fryhofer says. A blood test for your level of thyroid-stimulating hormone can help evaluate your thyroid function.

7. Diabetes. People who have uncontrolled diabetes "just plain don't feel good," Fryhofer says. "If you feel draggy and you're also having blurred vision or lots of urination, you should get that checked with a blood test."

8. Depression. If your feelings of exhaustion are accompanied by sadness and loss of appetite, and you just can't take any pleasure in things you once enjoyed, you may be experiencing depression.

9. Obstructive sleep apnea. If you never feel rested, ask the person you sleep with if you're bothering them with your snoring. If they say yes, look into testing at a sleep lab. Some other symptoms of obstructive sleep apnea include waking up each morning feeling unrefreshed and having morning headaches.

10. Undiagnosed heart disease. Tiredness can be a sign of heart trouble, particularly in women, Ralston says. "If you have trouble with exercise you used to do easily, or if you start feeling worse when you exercise, this could be a red flag for heart trouble. If you have any doubts, see your doctor."

I had a lot to do but I wanted to write. I decided to check my blog and I felt like I want to write to my reader. (Whoever you are but it is most likely that I am the only person to have read this entry)

I often ask myself why I keep a blog. I like it just full of everything I like. When I see other blogs so focused on something, I'd always get the urge to change my blog but that urge fades away each time I see my entries. My blog feels like my diary. A diary of a crazy, angry person stuck in an equally angry and selfish world. 

I have to say that I am writing more for myself than anyone else. But for that person who reads this entry, I hope you I get to connect you to my world regardless that I am incoherent most of the time. 

Permanent Transfer

Pending work one of top of the other

It is heavily raining outside and I have no where to go. I was thinking how miserable the weather in Tarlac is. I have never stayed in this area from May - July and I know it is supposed to be wet season but I did not expect daily, heavy rain; it never fails to just ruin a beautiful afternoon or a good morning with muddy streets it will left behind. 

It surely dampens the travelling mood. I'd love to try water activities this wet season but I wanna check first other places in the Philippines where the sun may greet me warmly. 

There are four recognized climate types in the Philippines, and they are based on the distribution of rainfall (See the Philippine Climate Map).

I always believed that no one can hurt me except myself. I may be hurt because of other people's actions but it only happened because I made myself vulnerable to them first. I decided that they are important or they matter in my life and I allowed myself to keep expectations. 

It is often easy for me to pick up pieces and continue like nothing happened. But it was never like that and will never be inside me, something always changes. The amount of trust, the quality of relationship, the degree of expectation.. something just changes. 

  Relationships with other people can often be superficial. They may like you when they like you. Leave you when they decide they don't like to be with you. Do things for as shallow a reason as "just because" ...

Forgiveness is one of the most difficult thing any person can ask from another. It asks one to look closely at the fault, accept that he/she was hurt and let the offender go by cleansing their conscience with an "I forgive you." 

I heard a lot of stories from friends, I saw them getting hurt, cry, drink till they pass out, act like they are free of all inhibitions as if to rebel against the hurt or just let go of all the emotion like a dam breaking. Everytime .. I find it cruel. People they love and adored have hurt them. However, a few days later, I would see them without any trace of bitterness with the same person that have hurt them or made them cry or made them drink. Everytime.. I find it more cruel. 

I saw a friend whose girlfriend had an affair with his bestfriend. It was heartbreaking to see him so lost and angry. It was unimaginable though to see him married to that girl who broke his heart. It seems that he found peace in just erasing from his memory that period of betrayal and live the rest of his life with that person he has cleansed of all fault. 

I beg to disagree with the saying, "easier to forgive than forget"; it appears to me that people who forgive have forgotten everything first. Forgetting comes before forgiving. They have simply twisted all the facts in their head and believed a different thing. When you hear the same story from them, they seem demented or out of their mind, they have convinced themselves of something else, they just believed the story they have conjured in their head that justifies how they ended up forgiving someone. Their love might have transceded love and respect for one's self or maybe they simply forgave and accepted the fault of that someone they believe completes them.

I am a selfish person. I probably love myself more than I love anybody else. I do not do good things because it would help others; I do good things because it makes me feel good. I do not do bad things because it would hurt others; I do bad things because only through it would my inner self be appeased and I can continue living. I don't understand forgiving others, I only understand forgiving myself.

I can't stop talking about THAT El Nido trip. I feel the urge to spread the story and tell people to go and embrace that Marco Polo or the Christopher Columbos -- that nomad in all of us. 

Being blessed with 7,107 islands, I want every friend or family to see the other islands, meet other Filipinos, see their ways, be proud of all these natural resources.. 

I wish every Juan to just go .. travel.. and come back home.. 

Until I learn to accept what is happening in my life, I will never be happy.

I am more than excited for this trip. 

Though the trip I first imagined is not this, I think the circumstances allowed me to have a much better adventure. 

Seven of us planned for a Puerto Princesa getaway - underground river, honda bay, city tour - the works. But one by one, they declined to go for one reason or another. It was easy to say NO to the whole idea since our round trip tickets only cost us Php549.00. I was torn and disappointed, my feet are burning to walk that side of the Philippines. My eyes are hungry to see the famous limestones, endless white sand beaches... That's when an idea struck me. Do it, Whilyn! Make that solo travel you always wished for. 

I came through some stumbling blocks and a lot of luck too. 

1. Underground river is fully booked until June 3. My trip is May 27 - 30. WTH! I made other trips to cover for underground city tour but 3 days seem to be a little long already.

2. Accommodations. At least P900.00 per night. Not cheap for a solo traveller. 

Then I came upon some luck. 

1. Cheap accommodation. P400 per night.

2. At least 3 Island hopping tours that is priced per person and budget friendly for that adventurous solo traveller. 

3.Farther than my first destination Puerto Princesa (I love far places) but is arguably in every backpacker bucket list 

EL NIDO!

I decided then and there that I am going to El Nido. But there was an extra surprise for me:

NIGHT TRIP of Roro Bus. :) I am planning to take the 10pm bus (thereby saving 1 night accommodation at Puerto Princesa) and have the first day entirely for island hopping. 

I hope the trip is a blast. It is already a winner in my head. 

Note: Photos were grabbed from the web. 

The World Doesn’t End Beyond Your Peripheral Vision

Feb. 2, 2012

By Emma Dries

Emma Dries hails from NYC, jaywalks in her spare time, and mourns the oxford comma.

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You have always found yourself fascinated by home videos of you as a child, the carefree curiosity you seemed to so easily carry as a chubby, dimpled toddler who did not think of Milestones or of Matter but simply of Moments upon Moments. You want to write and you want to create but you find yourself dejected, fearful that you will never be able to recapture the imagination you had as a five year old.

There is a psychological theory that says that time appears to move faster as we age because life is all about ratios. One year to a four year old may make up a quarter of her life, but a year to a middle-aged mother is but a 40th of the life she’s lived overall. Moments become more and more fleeting. You can’t stop time from lurching forward and you grow older and realize that your mind is just as foreign to you as anything else, but maybe that strangeness is something to embrace.

We talk about the wisdom of age and maybe no one wants to watch the lines etch into their own skin but sometimes we wish we could skip ahead and understand what it all meant without needing to deal with the frustrations of the clichéd ‘journey.’

With just shy of two decades under your belt, you somehow are already weary. You find yourself so easily frustrated by experience, by your naiveté, understanding that you will never truly understand until years later, and now you must simply hold tight and ride out the pleasure and pain because it is all about making important mistakes and it is also about Experience with a capital “E.”

The future is distorted by expectation, the past by the fallacies of our own memories, and the present simply by our simple struggle not to trip, to stay standing. Big events are never how we expect them to be. We tack an arbitrary significance to moments and milestones, not understanding at the time how they may or may not stay with us, shape us.

Like how your father dies and the mourning doesn’t feel so bad until months later, when you understand that the initial weeks were infused by a kind of anesthesia to cover the shock.

Or how when you lose the loft you grew up in, your childhood home you think you will think about it and miss it more than you do. You think the same thing about Berkeley when you leave, that changing schools may be the Right Thing, but that it will also be hard. It isn’t hard. You find yourself sliding in and out of places much more easily than those around you.

Or how you were always an anxious child but never expected it to build up and hit you as hard as it did that summer; how you never could fathom being someone entirely unable to pull yourself from bed in the morning, an existential depression pressing down on you from all sides. How you never believed that 5 mg daily of a serotonin reuptake inhibitor could pull you out of it, alive and stronger.

Or in the way your virginity seems inconvenient and identifying until you stand, without it, under the florescent lights of a dorm room bathroom in an over-sized t-shirt, feeling utterly unchanged.

Or how you have your heart broken for the first time and it is just as destabilizing and humiliating and cliché as you always expected it to be. But how you find yourself somewhat relieved though, if only slightly, to know you can feel and hurt in a way you didn’t know you could. That people don’t seem to be as ephemeral to you as places.

All these things happen to you the year you are eighteen and it isn’t until 2012 rolls in, until you still find yourself writing “11″ at the ends of your dates still, that the only steady thing you know is your own heartbeat. You lose your baby teeth, your father, your childhood home and your innocence; you gain inches. You gain humility and you gain perspective. The world does not end beyond your peripheral vision, the way it did so simply when you were a child. Life doesn’t march in time to a metronome, and maybe sometimes the milestones come at you all at once. Growing up is hardly a linear function.

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