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Wednesday, July 25, 2007
LIFE-WILLINGNESS
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It all started with a nice willingness to act-willingness that could only be proved by means of hard working. Practically, it will lead you to perform great tasks. It may help one to forget the times of tears just because of challenges. In addition it grasps your attention to concentrate with your work rather that depending your time in lucks. And also, Hardworking is unendingly the step of putting your self to have a confident. People may think lucks; still they pursue to step out of what they think. Still one should do and perform the best that he/she can for his/her sake. Life without challenges is absolutely boring. And challenges it self could not let people to face them with confident from the luck they have in mind. Luck may have its way put you in confident, but it may brainwash first your mind. It will lead you to be dependent on it instead of putting your self concentrating what is the best for your job.
It just the same with the scenario of a life cycle it needs to improve. Of course to improved, one should perform the very best that he/she could. And performance would only be performance if one should have the characteristic of a hard working. Hard working that is with the guidance of the one above.
Life may become life-only if you are in the spirit of willingness to pursue life!
SMALL BUT TERRIBLE
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Practically, I would choose to spend my life in a small town, where the above mentioned things currently exist- not in as much as in a big city. Reasons may be neglected but it could not be denied. First, in a small town, one could see the proper cleanliness. Fresh air and pollution-free environment is what it has. Meanwhile in a big city, severe pollution is everywhere that factually corrupts the very health of the dwellers. Smokes from the vehicles and factories are just few of their health-problem. They may have raw foods supplies such as fruits, vegetables and fishes but mostly not fresh. Second is the peace and order. In a small town, troubles are just rare. It is easy for the in charged to take over the whole place. In contrast, crimes rubbery and all kinds of syndicates are all found in a big city. Threatening of lives, even kidnapping are usually taking place. Third and last is the simplicity of life. What I want to mean is that, one should not need to spend much to enjoy life. For instance, you want entertainment walk you can have it in some parks in free, go in beach. Without any hard time you can access your important walk easily whereas in a big city, it’s impossible for you to move without any pennies in your pocket. All things have its cost. If one wants to enjoy, one should pay first.
Again, a clean, peaceful and well-ordered place is where life should be in—only in a small town!
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
An Open Letter To My Mama
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I was alone and had deep thoughts of so many things. I often asked my self of so many questions that left unanswered. I didn’t know why I came into life and I blamed time.
Why? Why? Why did it happen to me? Why I’m alone and hungry of a mother’s touch and love. Nobody cuddled and hugged me. Nobody kissed me like other kids out there. I am empty and lonely.
In my tender age, I lived in solitude away from brothers and sisters. (They lived with my aunties and uncles) I lived with my father after my mother’s death when I was three. One year after I kept on asking where my mother was, but nobody answered me. Deep inside my heart bleeds, tears silently fall into my cheeks. How hard to grow without a mother. I don’t even experience the joy of having loved by a mother.
At first, I thought things would be all right, but it wasn’t. As time passed by, I started to look for a mothers touch and love and I spent sleepless night thinking of her. Oftentimes I woke in the middle of the night crying and wishing that she’ll sing for me a lullaby while I am asleep.
How could it be to have a mother? A question I often asked to my self but left unanswered. All I have was my father. He is a good substitute. (He never remarried) In my thought, father did not look for a second wife because nobody could replace my mother. Indeed, that’s the only thing I could imagine for my mother. I have never seen, the only memory I have-is her picture. And the only story I heard about her was she dead because of having a rheumatic heart.
My mother’s death was the most tragic moment in our lives. Though, I was still young but as the time flies, I observed how our family suffered from the sudden loose of my mother.
Why did you leave me so soon? That was the only question I asked when I was six. It’s so hard to live without a mother. My heart bleeds every time I heard me playmate call their mom which I don’t have. So heart breaking! Mama, you were not here when I received my first medal, when I first sang the alphabet: all those were my childhood treasured moment.
In spite of those emotional hardships, I tried to be strong and it’s only God who give me the strength.
Now I’m seventeen, but still wanting my mother to be beside me. Truly, I realized that I really missed her. I want to hear her voice, I want to see her face, I want to touch her and most of all I want to know more about her. I want to share the entire little crazy thing I did. I am sure she’ll be happy and proud of me.
Mama where are you now? You must be proud of me because even without your guidance, I remain to be refine and gentleman. Papa taught me to be a good man.
When I finished my secondary education, and marched with Papa to receive my diploma, you were not there. How happy I was, but, all those would always be in my dreams. Mama, if only you’re her, you’ll be proud of your little boy who graduated with flying colors. Fourteen years since you left us; fourteen years of sadness and loneliness. It was like yesterday. But the wound doesn’t heal because you are so special to me. You will always be my mom “no matter what.
You know Ma, while I was writing this, I was in tears not because of self-pity that was just before, but because of realizing how I went through the hardships even without you. For sure, I have only one great mother and it’s only you.
Mama, I have lots of plans for my future. I want to continue my studies, finish my BS Electrical Engineering course, find a job and marry a woman like you. Whenever I may be and whatever I‘ll be years from now, I’ll share my entire triumph for you.
I have one secret to tell you. I permanently placed your picture in my pillow-that’s the only memory I have for you. I’m pretty sure we’ll meet at the rainbows end. I miss you and I love you …Mama.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
The Endless Love
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Long in my imaginative mind, panels of imaginations wavering over me. Imaginations that bring me into happiness and inspiration. Funny things, inspirable moments, love life and so many things which have always been gleaming in my feeling. I usually take it for serious especially after I watched a movie.
I love comedies, hard dramas, suspense, fantasies and of course true to life movies. I put in my mind that I was the protagonist in the movie and my lading lady is my dream girl.
These sorts of things grasp and inspired my mind to create a story. Assuming that I am the director and to fell better as the protagonist, too. A story agreed and much like by my appetite.
The story will goes like this. There was a lonely man who thought that he’s not lucky for a love life. A fifteen-year-old sophomore student, Denver. Fiona was the name of his beloved one. Every time they meet, Denver wants to talk and hang with Fiona. He liked her so much from her attitude to her natural beauty and the way she act as a lady. Later on, he discovered that he was fallen to Fiona. Because they were friends, he disguised in love letter he sent. But when Fiona knew it, she seemed like scared to him. It was the most embarrassing moment for her. With great shame, he apologized and cried all night. That time too, he knew about Fiona’s crush, whose he thought that was too far to compare with him. Felt self-pity and self-discrimination, he could not take the shameful thing, so he decided to transfer to another school. But before he left he sent her another letter, apologizing and said, “Who am I to compare to your crush, well I am just a poor ugly love, and I promise to you that someday when we will meet, you can not easily be look down at me”.
(Six years later). Denver now was a senior engineering student in a university far from their city. One rainy night, while going on his apartment, he saw a very pity and breathless lady laid beside the road. He felt pity on her and brought her to his apartment. But a shocking thing surprised him; it was Fiona very wet and motionless. No choice but to lay her on his bed, and removed her dress without any malice. He just covered her body with a blanket.
Then morning came, Fiona was so shocked for she was naked and alone in a room. A moment after, Denver went out from the bathroom. Her tension aroused. “Why I am her? Are you the one who removed all my clothing?” she nervously asked. “I had no choice but to bring you her. You’re lying in the road side in the middle of the heavy rain” he replied. Suddenly, she became angry and said “Now you have seen me at all. You have taken your revenge on me. Why don’t you take it to the fullest? Well I have no strength against you, why don’t you do it now!” Droplets of tears fall into his cheeks “I do understand that you are scared on me but I can’t do it, because I still love and respect you. I apologized for what I did which you think wrong. As what I’ve said before, who am I to take place in your heart? Well I am just a poor ugly lover” he replied. Then a silent moment passed away. He got a bathrobe for Fiona to have her temporary cloth and excused to go out to buy some dresses for her. When he came back, he saw Fiona crying. He approached her and handed her the dresses. Denver prepared their breakfast and without any noise they ate together. “Don’t worry I know earlier that you are eager to go back home, after this we will be going. May I ask you how did you got here I thought you are happily studying with your boyfriend in our place” Denver ask her. Then silently she replied that she was with Jake her boyfriend. They had a date and she was surprised that she was able to sleep and when she woke up she was already beside Jake. She ran to escaped Jake whose plan was to trick her.
After a short rest, Denver accompanied Fiona to go home in their place. Along the way they were speechless as if there was a great wall separating them. When they were in Fiona’s home, they saw her mother crying and gave thanks to Denver. Fiona had immediately talked to her close sister, advising Fiona to apologize and gave thanks to Denver. But it was too late. When she came to the terminal, the bus was already departed. She cried and blamed her self.
Another five years passed away. Denver was now successful engineer and happily working with his girlfriend, Athena. One time, with their friend they had a party. But one thing they didn’t know was someone had put an ecstasy to their drinks. They enjoyed it well and after a long happiness, Denver woke up and surprisingly seen that they were all naked. Fortunately he was the first one to wake up.
Days passed by Athena told him that she’s pregnant. Denver wondered for he never touched her. Then Athena explained that it was during their party where he touched her. So Denver promised to be a good husband and father of their coming baby.
Vacation came and Denver and Athena decided to have a vacation at Denver’s province. In their vacation, they went to a hospital to have a check up for Athena, where Denver saw Fiona having her check up too. Then the passed event flashed to his mind, it was so devastating. Athena saw them that made her to decide to go home earlier. Denver again wondered. But there was a time that they met Denver and Fiona when Athena came. In situation, Athena had no choice but to revel her secret. She told him that Fiona is her close friend.
Couples of days passed, Athena became stricter in all the walk of Denver. He asked Athena why but nobody happen instead he told and explained Athena about the past but Athena became angrier. On the other side she went on Fiona’s home offering a a small business and as return Fiona would live iin a place where Athena wanted, since Fiona was needy she received it.
One time, while Denver was alone, suddenly there was a man approached to him, asking to watch the CD he’s holding. When they played it, their he discover all the secret of Athena. It was all about the party. Fiona was probably their in the party invited by Athena. It was Fiona the one he touched and not Athena. Denver asked the man why he revel it and what he wanted for him. The man said that all he wanted was his wife Athena, because he was the father of Athena’s pregnancy. So decided to look them. They spent several days searching before they found them. Denver hugged Fiona tightly and apologized to each other. Kissed and hugged more tightly. Denver explained. Then suddenly Athena appeared. “What are you doing?” Athena shouted. “Now we already knew your evil doings” Denver said with angry. “You shot up” Fiona said. But Athena smashed her and pointed a pistol. ‘If this girl is only the one that can distract our love life, I will just kill her” Athena said. “Are you going crazy? How could I love you when you’re like that, I’ve tried my self to love you but I can’t!” he replied. But Athena continued on her plan and Fiona died. “No!! Fiona1 my love No!” he cried. He get the gun from Athena and said since my love gone away my life here on earth is now no since. Fiona! I will be with you and even the death can not separate us!!” he shouted. Then he killed her self by the gun.
Her where the story ended up...
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Generations for One Cause
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As chapters of decades passed through the age of the earth, lot of changes have been happening. Changes that bringing several factors from different fields and different sectors within the presence of their respective causes and effects. Intriguing the main concept of the modern era, standing by the music, fashion, TV shows and the modern youth.
Let start up in the field of music. There are several type of music today we can hear everywhere. Pop, rock, mellow, and folk are just few of them. But let us focus our attention on the dying folk music. As an essential part of our culture folk make a different mark in our history but, what’s happening now? The people there self the one killing it. Several causes could be considered; the influence of the western music, our being great imitator and the character we have of being curios. As a result people so much irritate the said music. Instead, they love and love closely the influencing music we heard from the foreigner producers. And even do others like OPM but still it is a part long term effect of imitation. Why? Because accordingly the real music spirit of our nation is the folk music. So if folk music is dying it may affect the reach culture we have.
On the other side fashion today are doing this so. As the years treaded in the fashion scenario dozen and dozen of them are taking great impact of today’s way of living. Day after day, people also changes their out and everything that is related to the latest fashion. It’s because of the mind boggling of the designer to showcase the outfitter. Large expenses, credits, joy and even war could be the possible effect of this time to time invention of fashion. But it seems like the leaves of the tree that have their own time to fall and burry as the fashion get into fade color.
Meanwhile, in the world of TV shows thing would always be possible. Appearing not only in their screen but in several publications, too, as part of their entertainment proper. It was being developed since then because of the essence of being artistic and being competence. Sometimes it leads to very ironic discriminations, from the different networks and to their viewers too. And as what can we observe now, some of the shows are showing immorality or something that are not suitable for the young viewers. There are times too that in helps us to release some tensions and encourages taking more serious on the battle of life.
Taking now our focus on the modern youth is now moving on to the highest pick of attention. There is in denying that young people today are too very far compare of before. From their attitudes going to their proper standing in the society. Other said that it is due to the continuation of the development of the generation which more on curiosity of their mind. On the other hand, drug addictions, improper treatment of parents and the influence of the computer age might be the contributory factors of their changes. As a result the saying of Jose Rizal “the youth is the hope of the fatherland” is now rarely to believe.
To shorten this, the impacts of changes are always developing wherever you go whatever your station in life. It is only we can determine the time by time changes of the life on earth which due to usual doing of humanity. There is only one cause why things on earth always going to change. This because of the continuation of the generations.
Monday, August 21, 2006
She's The One Got Away
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Some people say that first love never die. I think it’s true. If you are really fall in love with someone, it’s too ironic to vanish away. It takes a very long journey for a love story. There are two possibilities will happen, either you will be succeeded to take him/her or you will be wounded at the end.
I started to fell in love during my high school days. It was in the middle of our developing friendship. Until one day, when I saw her, I was wondering of my nervous feeling. There was something intriguing inside and as the days folded in, I later realized that I was falling in love to my friend.
She’s the girl I want to be with the rest of my life. I liked the way she dressed, the way she talked and the way she acted as a lady. But it’s not just of her look, why I love her, but because of her nice attitude. Every time I saw her hypnotizing face, I felt like rising up in heaven. “Oh dream girl of mine, you always make my day perfect”, a line that always flashed in my mind. The thing was, I’m so fanatic of her killer smile and oftentimes, I spent sleepless nights thinking of her.
Meanwhile, when she knew it, the most tragic moment stroke my heart. So shameful in my side. I have been trying to explain it to her, but, she just took it for granted. And I did understand it. That time too, one of my friends told me about her crush then I asked to my self “who am I to compare my self for that guy, well the fact is I am just nothing, but a poor ugly lover”. This was one of the reasons why I transferred to other school. I could not take the shameful thing I did to my self. And I promised to her that someday when we meet you can not easily be looking down at me. It seems like I was discriminating my self. But, before I live I send her a letter of apologize.
When I came back, my ex-classmate told me that she was so very sorry for me, apologizing what she did. Then from that time on, when we meet, it seems that no body happened. But the wound still there, it doesn’t heal because she is a very special girl in my life.
I love her so much. Whatever may happen, I will be still her waiting, till the last leaf falls. I wanted to spend my whole life with her. But, well it just be only in my dreams? Am I not lucky for a love life?
Monday, August 14, 2006
My Freshman Lifestyle
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It’s going to be okay for me, for everyday I have a lot of inspirations. Taking every moment a nice privilege to do good deeds in my life. I’m still stepping on ground where temptations and encouragements are living. But the excitement of tomorrow and the success of yesterday make my whole life gorgeous.
In my everyday life I’m always trying to be a good student of the school where I belong, as a freshman and as a responsible classmate.
I start my day with a great eagerness. I wake up 6 in the morning except in Wednesday. But before I’m going to stand I always do praying, give thanks to him and ask for blessings to make whole day perfect. After keeping bed, it’s my attitude to greet a good morning to my roommates and board mates too. Then I take gargling a glass of water. Afterwards, I prepare my own food, leave for a while and take a bath. Next on it of course I dress up and do something to make my self more handsome. I take my breakfast, then wash the dishes and brush my teeth.
After all, I go to school together with my board mates. Regularly, during Monday and Thursday I enter the History 1 class at CASS bldg. from 9:00 to 10:30 in the morning and without any bother I go back to my boarding house to prepare again for my afternoon class. At 1:30 to 3:00 I attend my Math 17 class at CSM bldg. But during Thursday after Math 17, I proceed on my PE class which start at 4:30 to 6:30
Meanwhile, Wednesday is my vacant day where I spend most of my time in playing guitar and do bonding with my board mate.
Moreover, during Tuesday and Friday are the most hectic days of my week. I go to school as early as 7:30 to attend my class on English 3 down to 9 at CASS bldg. Again I go back in boarding house after the class and after taking my launch at exactly 1:30 to 3:00 I attend Math 17 class. Next on it is the English 1 subject where I enjoy most because of my so much attractive instructor, at CASS bldg. And finally, to end up my stressful week, I go to my last and challenging class, the Filipino 1 at the second floor of the same building.
This how simple my freshman life is. At night I study then go to sleep and in morning I go to school sincerely. Simply, I am just enjoying the presence of wonderful and breathtaking lifetime that God had given me.