Dear Shrek,
WTF is wrong with you??!!Don't just pop- up like someone we know and start judging our friend because you don't know the whole story. YOU ruined the fun. It was all just a joke until you became visible. Before you start saying nonsense things, look at yourself in a room full of mirrors and tell us what we can't see. Don't just blend- in in our circle because you wouldn't understand us anyway. Don't go GAGA over such matter and act affected because you're the one looking paranoid. Go find another circle to blend- in because you are not welcome at ours, step away from our line and we'll be okay. GOODBYE!
1st semester is soon opening and I'm anxious yet terrified of our new subjects, especially our teachers. Whatever comes I will conquer it all, I shouted at my mind. There are many what if's going on my brain right now. I think I'm going to explode of thinking about the disappointments, the stress and the GRADES! that's my main problem. Who isn't? hahaha
Well if everything's going to be smooth sailing, I will survive. I think I'm going to sing it for a while to ease my mind off stressful things.(hahaha) Another thing, my dearest thomaxianz is going to leave for CEBU next week!! No more fun times! No more fiestas! No more seeing a movie at A Mall! :( I'm so sad. I wish I could be there with them so I'll be updated of all the events, chikas and FREE FOOD!hahaha. I'm going to miss them so much! It's a sacrifice worth taking because I know we'll see each other again. Time is ticking fast, the world revolves instantly and the day passes by with just a single snap but when important events come time will surely slowdown.
Good Luck to all of us students! We are nearly on the finishing line, there's no time to give up or worth taking a rest. The struggles may be hard for us to face but with a set GOAL no one can stop us from reaching what we dreamed of. :)
Why do i feel like everyone hates me? I try so hard everyday to be of a company but at the end of the day they avoid me and I was left at the corner alone, just me and my shadow sitting. I ask myself, is there something wrong with me? that they just runaway without saying a thing?
I'd like to be a friend that can be relied on or someone that can be talked to somehow ease problems but how can I do that if no one wants to give me a chance? I somehow act bossy but it's my way of helping you to be responsible. We are not CHILDREN anymore, we are mature adults that have responsibilities to face, we can't just do horse-playing whenever we want. I want to understand you but you must also understand me.
I'm like a shadow to this milieu, I exist but somehow no one recognizes me, no one wants to get involved with me, no one wants to be my friend.
Wish I could be your princess just as you were my prince.
We could have an unforgettable love story with a happy ending just like the storybook my mom used to read me.
We could have a song, play it on the radio and sing until we lose our breath.
Invent a cute name we call each other to make it sweeter.
We could hang around go anywhere we like until our our feet gets tired and then you'll ask me to ride on your back on the way home even if you're all exhausted.
Although I know I'm not the one you want, hope you'll soon realize that you belong with me.
“Memories are to be remembered, pictures are to be treasured”
I seemed to have lost track of the past. I was just sitting around with nothing to do and as always watching TV, munching whatever my hands holds more like a coach potato as they describe. My mom saw the box full of assorted photos from the old days and of course with me laying around I was the target, asked me to put it all in the album, in my mind, I wouldn’t dare to take a look or touch it at all, it was full of dust and I can’t bear holding it without sneezing out loud. I didn’t know what happened that I just took it cautiously and poured everything out from the box. Then I started flipping the pictures with my fingers, it was nostalgic! Like magic that brought me back to the past.
The memories I seemed to have lost was now found, so I thought. Although I was hesitant to do what was asked, I have no time to rebel because after a minute the lights were off and the TV blacked out, BROWNOUT! I screamed and so I busied myself with the putting the pictures. It was embarrassing looking at our old photos, especially with me in it. I was chubby then and I couldn’t bear to look at myself in the mirror, my friends even my relatives would tease me but enough of my dramas it’s another story to tell. Even though there were humiliating photos no matter how awkward it was it wouldn’t be much of a memory if there wasn’t one. Relentless of those flashbacks, there were good ones that I’ve found for example my dad holding me when I was a baby and my grandpa sitting in a wooden chair. I never knew there was one; I grew up learning that my lolo (in my father’s side) has always been in Bicol (his home town) and never travels. I was amazed seeing that one picture of us three. The second picture was in Manila in my uncle’s house it was my lolo’s 90th birthday, we were the one’s visiting him always me, my dad and my little brother every summer break to reconnect with my cousins, aunts and uncles in spite of the exhausting travel getting there it was very nice bonding with them and I always see myself smiling brightly during those times.
I just realized then, all of those photos looking at it with just a single peek takes me back ambiguously to different scenes that are vague but now I fully understand why it all happened, how memorable it was that I just forgot it all. Shame on me, I thought it was senseless and boring looking and remembering the past but it was worth the little time I spend picking the pieces and putting it to where it belongs “The treasure box in my Heart”.
Just like in the fairy tales, as a child we always dreamed of marrying our prince charming, having children and live a simple life. But as the world continues to revolve, modernization steps in and life gets more complicated. How can people live a simple life if everyday they always struggle to be richer and eliminate competitions on the way?
Having a simple life is what we sometimes dreamed of; living in a comfortable house, having a complete family every meal and content of what we have. As of today, people tend to forget and underestimate the power of simplicity because of modern technologies appearing before our eyes, those luxurious things we want to make life easier as it is. Do we think and ponder how these things have affected us in becoming lethargic? And even simple tasks are barely done. With the lifestyle we grew in we have learned that living in simplicity is not enough to survive everyday, we are likely to battle our way to become more superior to others even if it means throwing them out. Compared to the past, people knew then that whatever they have is always a blessing and should be thankful for it. The simple yet bountiful life they had is a mere reflection of what living is about; it is not a survival of the fittest but a struggle of having a happy and content life.
Living in luxury or in simplicity is not a choice but a decision to make, whatever we choose between the two we should always consider our happiness and satisfaction.
