Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The End of August

I feel depressed.
It's not because of a girl this time. I don't know the primary reason why. Mixed emotions burden my heart. It's hard to breathe.

The papyrus is long overdue, but the pharaoh is still busy with his lovelife, his facebook, his tumblr. He doesn't pay too much on the papyrus. We had a little discussion about it, but, what's inside it? Pure bandages of what the real world is. Frivolous thoughts combined together formed a train-wrecked masterpiece. I don't know what to do. He wants love instead of local trends. What now?

The pencil told the eraser that the pencil loves the eraser. The eraser hesitated at first, but, he soon is falling in love with the pencil. But, some things keep them apart. They know each other very well, but things are not meant to be. The pencil is easily broken. The eraser does his best to erase every wrong mistake. The pencil still hopes for things to change, but the eraser sees nothing. They cannot be.

The disappearance of a branch to the trunk added to the melancholy.

The sickness of the trunk also bothers me.
Numbers in school are but numbers, but they mean so much to me. And I feel nervous whether I will get low or high.

Argh. So many problems, so little person.

Owl City, sing me to sleep tonight.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

FRIVOLOUS THOUGHTS (Draft 1)

We are making our school paper. I have the chance to make a column, and so this is it. I don't know if this will be the final column to be published because I am planning to change it. But, anyway, here it goes.




Bellboys Ring

 Let me tell you a story.



Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Am I Proud to be a Filipino?

Hate. We all hate. We hate to the point of bringing other people down. We hate to the point of destroying each and everyone's reputation. I recently stumbled on this video on Youtube. It's a video of a man who expresses his dislike on the present oligarchy in the Philippines. He proposes to stop the oligarchy so we Filipinos could live a normal life. It presents all the hidden problems of the Philippines like poverty, hunger, and presents concrete videos on them. At First I was struck by it, feeling depressed by my own Nationality, and expressed my hate to the government.

However, when my anger cooled down, I watched it again, and my view on this video changed forever. I would just like to express my own opinion on this matter. I don't mean to bring people down or make anyone angry.


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

It was an Eerie Moment. I swear!

It is now more than a week but that incident still screws my feeble mind.


August 13, 2011.

That was the day of our recollection. It wasn't like any other other recollections I had before because it was during this time that I experienced God in a more creative way. I drew different sorts of objects and persons and even ships. I became like a child again. I saw myself coloring drawings and I would laugh at myself because my colors are going out of the outline. I'm such a kiddo.

But that was not the incident.

August 13, 2011.


That was the day of our overnight press work. We stayed up all night and even until dawn to finish a 16-page tribute to our school paper adviser. We had fun and I experienced being awake for 22 hours.

But that was not the incident.

August 13, 2011.


We had our choir practice. The piece we were practicing was more difficult than our past pieces. I had a hard time memorizing the tune because it's the first time that I've ever heard of the song. It was also this time when I had sinned again after our recollection. When I dropped something, I said, SHIT loudly. And realizing that I said bad word, I said another bad word. FUCK!

But that was not the incident.

August 13, 2011.


This was the incident which happened to me.

After our recollection, I was refreshed again, with God's embrace surrounding me. We went to the priest and we took his hands and bless. While waiting for my turn, I heard him just saying, "God Bless You," to the others. However, when it was my turn, he said, "God Bless You," and mumbled some words. I smiled, took his hands, blessed, and went away. I thought, "What did he say? Why did he say that to me? Maybe I was just dreaming."

But I was not dreaming.

I asked a classmate of mine who was also there when that moment happened. She said that she also saw the priest mumble words to me.

What did he say to me?

It was an eerie moment. I swear!

Monday, August 22, 2011

A Painless Arrow Hits Me

I have discovered a song from a movie we watched at school. It really struck me deep but no person entered into my mind nor my heart. Weird.


GAN LAE GAN/ TOGETHER


Sunday, August 21, 2011

Pitch Black

Everything around me turned pitch-black.

You were there, smiling at me. It was the first time I saw you in the darkness but something sprouted out from my heart instantly. It was too late for me to know that it was love.  I tried to forget you a hundred times but you never cease from appearing in front of me. I tried to do some things but I always end up admiring you.

Your sparkling and dazzling eyes are looking at me. You sweet and enchanting smile is killing me. Your beautiful and heavenly voice is melting me. Your pretty and lovable face is making me restless. You… You… Oh, I want to be near you. I want to touch your hand. I wanted to touch that hair. No. I wanted to kiss you. I wanted to kiss you like how they kissed you, but only better. I never wanted to see the light for a moment because in the darkness can I only see you.  I close my eyes and I see you. I am pouring all my emotions to you right now, but I accept that you will never hear me, nor read this.

You are far away, very, very far from where I am now. You’re on Neptune, I’m just on Earth. When you look at me, and when you smile at me, I just look at your photos. When I hear you sing, I just listen to your videos. You are far away from me. You’re even older than me. I am contented with the darkness you are giving me, and how you envelop me with your darkness. Because when I meet with the sun, you will be gone. I only see you again, when I close my eyes.

I whistle while smiling at myself. I have to accept the fact that you and I will never be together. I know. But wherever you are now, I want you to know that I will always love you. I will always treasure you. I will keep you in my arms and never let you go, even just in dreams.

I close my eyes and sleep. There you are smiling at me, singing to me your songs.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Untitled.

I'm looking forward to that day when she'll be in white and we'll be exchanging I do's in front of God. :D