Blame games are inevitable. So does taking credit for something they didn't do. And when it happens in your work environment, it's a lot worse. The work relationship between you and whoever that person may be becomes toxic, you just dread every single day you go to work. When something goes wrong with your project or proposal or whatever, the blame goes to you. When something good happens, it's all him/her. Applaud the superficiality.

Another incredibly bad thing is when someone else's responsibilities fall on you. I was raised to own up on your responsibilities. When they're not yours, assist. But whatever happens, you are not to take responsibility for anything that wasn't yours to begin with. In work, there will always be people who will push their responsibilities to other people so they won't have to work a sweat and carry on with other activities. I made the mistake of letting someone push their responsibilities to me. I was new in work and I had little to no idea how everything works. But I learned. Safe to say, the relationship I have with the person is non-existent now.

But what pisses me off more is when people deliberately do things to possess things that are not even theirs. They would literally sacrifice their dignities for materialistic sake. I pity these people and they disgust me all the same. I pity them because they literally would lay down their dignity for something as materialistic as a phone or a tablet. It's mad what they do to be with the "in" crowd. And it's disgusting at the same time because you would rather own a smartphone or tablet that would fade in a couple of years (a couple of months, give or take) than dignity. It might look good now, but the road is bleak in the long run.

Everyone has faults. I know I'm not perfect and I have faults all the same. I tend to lose focus easily, I have a really sharp tongue and I tend to get aggressive when situation calls it. But I think I'd rather have these faults than have to sell my soul to the devil and let go of whatever dignity I have left.

Three weeks ago, we went to Palawan for a vacation with my sister's friends and their parents and siblings. The sun, the sea, the breeze, the people, and basically everything that made vacation a "vacation." When I'm not swimming (or doing something equally fun), I would sit down with the adults and listen to them talk about whatever. One of the topics that they always delved into was commuting. During these conversations, I learned that my sister's friend's siblings (who are older than me) did not know how to commute. My dad, safe to say, was surprised. It turns out, the parents of those people never did teach them how to commute and would literally make them carpool everywhere they went (taxis do not count).

Honestly, I think learning how to commute (and no, not taxis) is something like a rite of passage. When I was in high school, we had a whole course teaching us how to commute. And you wouldn't look so clueless when you need to go some place without a taxi. I think I'm actually one of the very few who likes commuting in the city. Most of the time, I use it as an excuse to explore the city. There's so much to see in Manila that we haven't really seen yet. Granted, the city also has its danger spots. But without commuting, one wouldn't learn of this.

And really, let's go on an adventure and let's start with Manila.