Sunday, January 3, 2010


It took me the entire day to clean my room, and even then, it wasn't as thorough as I would have wished. I have too much stuff; I have too much trash. Fortunately, there are some treasures mixed in with the trash. I finally found my glasses; they weren't broken, as I originally thought.

I have become myopic during college ever since I acquired the urge to read and collect books. Doing an all-nighter with Stephen King at the helm could certainly wreak havoc on your eyes. But reading was such a pleasure then that I can go to class with less than three hours of sleep, and come nightfall, resume my nightly vigil with the novel of the week. Blurriness was just a minor inconvenience; the writings on the board after all, come to focus when I squint. And it does help that I am given a seat front and center, thanks to the alphabetical seating arrangement.

I only surrendered to the fact that I needed glasses during the review. Seats have been reserved, and I wasn't able to situate myself at the front. I have no plans of squinting for four straight hours every day just to see what the proctors are writing. Finally, I lowered my ego and decided to purchase my first glasses with 50:50 lenses. That one served me a good four years, until my habit of sleeping with glasses on finally broke it. It cost me an arm to purchase those glasses; and I replaced it with a pair one-fourth its value. It really is amazing, the things you can buy as a student, you can barely afford when you become gainfully employed.

I stopped wearing my glasses a couple of years ago, after I suffered from a torrent of daily headaches. My initial suspicion of course, was that the glasses were causing the headaches to erupt. I borrowed glasses with a higher grade, but still the headaches prevailed. In hindsight, I should have suspected work to have been the culprit, and not the glasses. But the damage was done, and my specs were buried with the rest of my trash, to collect dust with all the stuff that I didn't have the heart to throw.

And throw stuff, I did, with impunity. It's amazing how much nonchalance I felt over throwing stuff that just a year ago caused me pain to part with, if even just to hide. I have admitted, time and again, that I collect garbage: movie tickets, restaurant receipts, bus and plane tickets, credit card statements - they all pile up in my room to await verdict as to its seeming importance, or its utter worthlessness. Problem is, sometimes, I can't decide the matter, or would choose not to decide on it, claiming sentimentality over such trivial things, like the date, or the person, or the event, that was evidenced by that receipt, that ticket or that incurred debt.

Out of all that garbage and evidence of mundane existence, I found my glasses. And for the first time in years, I was able to enjoy the new year's fireworks as they should be: with clarity and in detail. It was like a revelation - the things in the past did not happen like a blur, as I felt it did; it was a blur because I chose to see it as such. I was hiding under my own myopic vision, confronting only those that are already in my limited point of view; afraid of those beyond my reach. I knew my road would diverge from the path I was currently traversing, I just didn't want to acknowledge it, afraid of the changes it would entail. It was a foolish, childish thing to do, but I didn't want the risk it involved. I know now that I have to face it, and I was merely delaying my decision.

The new year offers new beginings. This one resonates more truthfully for me now, more than ever. Change is the world's constant, and it will occur whether you want it to or not, all we can to do is prepare for it. My path is still not clear, but I know that I can face it.


  1. i wear glasses too but i dont sleep on it. sagabal. hehe. contacts ayaw mo?

    here's hoping 2010 will be a great year for you.

  2. The trash-to-treasure, treasure-to-trash cycle manifests itself usually when we clean our rooms. LOL.

    Happy New Year. :)

  3. You managed to clean your room in one day? I don't think I can do that. My room is a mess. It will take me at least a week to make my room presentable, haha.

    Happy New Year! :D

  4. i envy you.
    i haven't cleaned my room yet.. and now there's a lot more dirt coz it's being renovated! :C

  5. @ The Scud: Sleeping with glasses on wasnt't really intended, but sometimes I fall asleep in the middle of a reading that I fail to remove the glasses all together. Sometimes, I get to remove them, but end up rolling ever them in my sleep.

    My eyes get easily irritated, so I don't think contacts are an option for me.

    @ Victor Gregor: But sometimes we have to concede to the fact that some things are just trash, and any value we perceive it has is merely subjective. Problem is, the learning can sometimes take years to take its roots. :-)

    @ Andy: I have only touched upon the surface of my cleaning spree. I still have my book shelf, cabinets and bathroom to clean. Those would take some more time to complete. :-)

    @ Raye: It would be better to schedule the purging of your room after all renovation work has been completed. Otherwise, you'd never be able to finish cleaning.

  6. we're having the same eye problem...malabo na rin paningin ko. hehe! it's so fun to abuse your eyes for a good book or a set of movies. hehehe!

    happy new year shatts!


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