Thoughtful Tuesday: How Private is MY Privacy?

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I overheard a kid from LB's school saying this "I want my privacy!" I was curious and shocked. Hanep ang bagets. She's about LB's age and knows the importance of privacy already? Hmm. I'm not so sure if this could pass as a positive thing for her as this is a very mature issue. I mean, issue for mature people --- for adults. What does a 4-year-old mean by privacy? I observed. She just wanted some alone time in the tree house. No playmates roughly running to and fro. She got the definition correct. And my brain was twisting from too much imagination on how she got the line. Perhaps, her parents were too tired from work and she wanted to talk to them, but her folks told her to go away because they want some privacy. Pwede noh? Sadly, the cute little girl imbibed the tone and expression. Somewhat annoyed. Or so I presumed. Whatever the reason behind it, I went straight to the deepest corner of my hypothalamus again.

So what should I be keeping in private?


I have related it to this, to this whole blogging thing I call Bebengisms. Have I given too much, too soon? Am I leading you to how I really live my life or do I sound like pretending to be someone else?

Well, if you're new here, I'd like to formally welcome you to MY pink-white-gray cyberworld. Yep, this is all about me. Regardless if I have featured other moms and mompreneurs, stores and brands and what-nots; it all boils down to the queen who wrote it. Okay, okay. Not really. It's just that, I consider this as my second self. You know, just me, only written. Am I making sense? All these brands I endorse, introduce and lavishly give away, the fab moms I make famous (charot) and the beautiful stories I tell in gory details --- I am just making chika. As in like what I am and do when I'm with my friends inside the car going to a party, or with family having lunch or with friends again over Tanduay Ice. 

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So what's exactly my point? I'm just putting myself in your shoes, muthers. I bet you're thinking, "I think she's giving too much info already" or "ano ba yan, pati ba naman yun kinukwento?" Naisip ko na din yang mga yan, donchawori. BUT! I always think na lang na once I make kwento eh kung wala man mapulot na aral, sisiguraduhin kong mangingiti kayo even a tiny wee bit. Tsaka di ba, it's a lot better naman than posting about how I spent my day in this super duper famous kapihan when in reality eh nag-jeep lang ako at bente na lang pera ko pag-uwi? Haha! So, soshal na ako sa buong blogosphere nun or sa mga followers ko? But at the end of the day, I felt like crap 'cause I spent too much money on a fatty frap? Ladies and gents (kung may mga otoko akong readers), Bebengisms is not my everything. There I said it. There are so many, as in super many, things about me that I haven't told you about yet. This blog is around 1/55 of my life's story. Infer, I'm good na in ratio. Hate ko yan nung bata ako eh. ;)

So let me leave you with this na lang: we all have skeletons in our closets... mine's just pink! ♥