I Just Need Some More Height

 I just need some more height. I always felt like all my life I was deprived of my right to grow taller. It was stolen and was given to somebody who is dumb. Probably, Raul?

And then again, this envy for tall guys keeps daunting me. I see them passing me by and I am left to look up. I raise my head as if figuring out how many inches more I need in order to catch up.

I want to have the height of Richard Guttierez and make these tall guys feel what I feel so that their "feeling high" and their bloated heads will pop up.

Still, I blame my grandfather for passing his genes through our mother; blamed my mom as to why her blood dominated dad's. My father's family members are tall. And yes, there is a bias on how DNA works or whatever biological explanation for this maltreatment.

Sometimes, I hesitate going to dad's relatives during their gatherings because I might be out of place or if not, I might suffer from stiff neck because I have to raise my head to talk to them.

I look at myself in the mirror today. I examine myself from my head to my toes. I take a tape measure and it shows that I'm five feet and four inches. That is equivalent to the height of an average Filipina. Meaning, I could get a girl. Well, I have a girlfriend. I look at the mirror again and look what I see: a man with full lips. Am I right, Mae?

But I want some more height. That is all I need and I will be in the list of the Ben Chan models. Lord, I am still hopeful that you will heed me. Please make me taller. At least stretch my humble height to five inches more. Please grant my wish and I will never miss a single mass. Not only that, I will donate all my savings to the church.

In one of my weirdest imaginations, I thought that the ground must have fallen in love with me, that's why it doesn't want me to grow taller. There was one time that I confronted it and said, "You really love me huh, don't you?" Damn, I sounded like one of Snow White's dwarves. It's like my head is just centimeters above the ground and my voice turned to cartoons.

I will invite to my birthday the person who could invent a height capsule. I will introduce him to six other dwarves for solving this self-imposed anguish.

But thanks to Eleonor Roosevelt when she said, "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." Again, I'm not insecure; I am just less gifted. I was sleeping when God gave out height. I have brains. I am not boring; if I were, I will not have a girlfriend. Just ask Gummy Bear. If I am boring and you're reading this with your own volition, then you are a dummy.

Life is better when there is someone who would accept you and make you feel content with what you have and who you are. She is the one who would tell you that you don't really need more in life for she has already embrace whatever imperfection you have.

In addition, each time I see Janno Gibbs, Ogie Alcasid, Raymart Santiago, Elijah Wood, I feel like I am not alone in this world. Thus, I accepted the fact that I will never grow taller anymore. And be thankful for what He gave me.

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