Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Silence hurts more (eklavosh)


in silence...
...i'm afraid
...i'm unassured
...but this is what I wanted.
SILENCE
SERENITY
PEACE



Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Pagbabalik-tanaw (EK)

I missed it.


A wonderful experience...
Exciting...
This was my second time in here last summer
(with my nursing family).

Memoirs still fresh...
...a treasured one.
...my EK ticket.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Emo Sense

Haiz!!
So much...
So much...
There are so many gossip girls.
I hate them...
...plus that note.
Errr!
I need analgesics.
I need relief.
It's so much.
MUch.
Much.
Much.
Waaaaah!!!
(emo sense)

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Because Someone's Watching Over Me


Found myself today
I found myself and ran away
Something pulled me back
The voice of reason I forgot I had
All I know is you're not here to say
What you always used to say
But it's written in the sky tonight

So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me

Seen that ray of light
And it's shining on my destiny
Shining all the time
And I wont be afraid
To follow everywhere it's taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To this moment to my dreams

So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me

It doesn't matter what people say
And it doesn't matter how long it takes
Believe in yourself and you'll fly high
And it only matters how true you are
Be true to yourself and follow your heart

So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
That I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even when it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
That someone's watching over
Someone's watching over
Someone's watching over me

Someone's watching over me

Passion: From my Science Hero


Putting dreams into reality.
My heart contains so many dreams I want to pursue. To be a doctor...this is what my heart inspires. Weeks ago, thoughts of giving up my dreams clouded up my mind. The passion of making people happy eventually fades... a blur. But one man brought it back. The same light he shed the last time. I won't forget the first time I knew him... that passion in his heart that light up those who need to be enlightened. I won't forget the lesson I learned from him... that is putting passion in your heart to make everything possible. Dr. Patch Adams is my science hero...not just an ordinary hero. A hero having a heart, that is able to stand up for something he believes in, caring and brave. He saved my dreams. He came to let me realize that passion is the greatest ingredient to make my dream possible. Just like him, I was torn between two decisions: stay or quit. But since I wanted to be a doctor with all my heart, I will make it. Truly, he is an incredible man, and one that I admire. Thanks Patch!

Happy and Contented


Things happen unexpectedly. New friends come, old friends go. Moments pass, fate takes in. It's like a struggle for a change. Change which is the only permanent reality. But it's sweet. Change is sweet. It's like love. Love then, changes...into a better one. I once believed that love is painful--it makes us cry and do crazy things. It includes heartbreaks, fear and pain. But it was changed. Love involves sacrifices, but once you found true love, it's worth all the pain and wanting. It does indeed require patience and faith.


I love him. I love him. I love him. That's all I know. I don't know why, how and what drives me to love him. He's all I need. I've waited long for him. I am very thankful he's now in me.

Kundiman

Para kang asukal
Sintamis mong magmahal
Para kang pintura
Buhay ko ikaw ang nagpinta
Para kang unan
Pinapainit mo ang aking tiyan
Para kang kumot na yumayakap
Sa tuwing ako'y nalulungkot
Kaya't wag magtataka
Kung bakit ayaw kitang mawala
Kung hindi man tayo hanggang dulo
Wag mong kalimutan
Nandito lang ako
Laging umaalalay
Di ako lalayo
Dahil ang tanging panalangin ko ay ikaw
Di baleng maghapon umulan
Basta't ikaw ang sasandalan
Liwanag ng lumulubog na araw
Kay sarap pagmasdan
Lalo na pag nasisinagan ang iyong mukha
Hinding-hindi magsasawa
Ayoko ng magsawa
Bahala na, ayoko muna magsalita
Hayaan na muna natin ang hatol ng tadhana

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Demokrasya



May saysay ba na sulatan ang bulag, awitan ang bingi, at kilitiin ang manhid?

Wala!

Pero kung hindi susubukan, paano malalaman kung ang kapansanan ay gawa-gawa lamang at nagtatago ang panlilinlang sa belo ng kahinaan at kapayapaan.
Panlilinlang na parang tali. Pisi na manipis pa sa sapot ng gagambang tuso, nakahabi at talamak sa distrito. Oo! Hawak nila tayo sa leeg. Nangingikil... namimwersa sa mga paraang hindi natin nadarama. Ngunit tayo mismo, tayo ang nag-aabot ng lubid sa mambibitay.

Demokrasya.

Sino nga ba ang nasusunod sa demokrasya? Demokrasya na ginawa ng tao para sa tao. Napakasarap pakinggan. Naglalaro patungo sa sandata. Oo! Demokrasya, ang sandata ng taong makasarili. Tanikalang humahaplos kagaya ng sipol nng hanging amihan. Maamo at marahan ngunit abot buto ang lamig. Demokrasya, pinapatakbo ang boses ng tao, ang boses ng tao ang nagpapatakbo.

Gutom.
Pagod.
Hapdi.
Dalamhati.
Ambisyon.
Pera.
Takot.
Hindi mo ba iboboto ang mamamatay tao na may hawak ng baril na nakatutok sa iyong ulo?

Ang tao may utak pansarili,
pero hindi lahat ng boses galing sa sariling utak.
Maraming tao ang bumibitaw ng salita,
parang lorong tumatalak,
panay ang tingin...
hindi malawak.


Ang tao may mata,
pero bakit boses ang ginagamit
panghanap ng kandila na pamalit
sa pundidong ilaw?


Natutunaw ang yelo...umiinit ang ulo...salita...diretso patungo sa kawalan.

Madaling isipin...mahirap gawin. Hindi lahat ng tao pareho ang hinaing. Pero kadalasan, ang problema ko, problema mo na rin. Hindi ako galit sa'yo o sa demokratiko pero eto ang alam ko, hahalason ang panis na laway.

AYOKO PANG MAMATAY.

(mula sa democracy vid-making contest)

Paalam...at Salamat, Cory Aquino


Lasong dilaw
Laban Sign
Demokrasya
Kalayaan
Gobyerno
Rebolusyon
Itinangi bilang "simbolo ng demokrasya at pananampalataya"
unang babaeng naging presidente
INA ng masang Pilipino
Makabayan
Makatao
Maka-Diyos

Namulat ako sa isang bayang produkto ng katapangan at pakikipaglaban...isang sistemang kailan ko lang napagtantuhan.
DEMOKRASYA
...pribilehiyong namana sa isang taong sa kwento at aklat ko lang nakilala.
Namuno sa rebolusyon sa EDSA ilang dekada na ang nakalipas. Nagbuklod sa masang Pilipino upan gmagkaisa. Nagpamalas ng tunay na kahulugan ng pamamahala. Nagmahal sa lupang nagbuwis ng kalayaan.

Looming from the battle her courage will never fade.
Amidst the hardships she has remained
Undaunted and unafraid
She is calm and composed. She is God's lovely maid.

Katangi-tangi ka, CORY AQUINO!
(Mula sa isang kabataan: utang namin sa'yo ang kalayaan at pagiging Pilipino)

Paalam at Salamat... Cory Aquino.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Laban


Loser?
Love?
Liar?
Ano ang ibig sabihin ng "L" sign na ito?

Noong mga nakaraang buwan, nauso ang "L" sign na ito sa mga kabataan. It stands for a "loser". Ibig sabihin, talunan. Pang-asar na simbolo na ginagamit tuwing palpak at hindi kanais-nais ang ginawa ng taong sinasabihan nito. Negatibo sa mata ng mga kabataan. Subalit hindi nila alam, napakalaki at napakahalaga ng simbolong ito na dapat bigyang pugay.

Ilang araw lamang ang nakakalipas nang bulabugin ang Pilipinas sa pagkamatay ng dating pangulong Cory Aquino. Mula noon, kaliwa't kanang paggunita ang ibinabahagi ng midya para sa kanya. Isa na rito ang kasaysayan na sa simula't sapul ay hindi ko binigyan ng pansin. Dekada na ang nakalipas at aminadong hindi pa ako tao nang mga panahong iyon. Nasadlak ang Pilipinas sa matinding krisis pampulitika. Nawalan ng boses ang masang Pilipino. Naging papet. Nagkaroon ng pang-aapi at pangkikitil sa kalayaang matagal ng isinisigaw. Nagkaroon ng rebolusyon na sa unang pagkakataon, sa pamumuno ni Cory Aquino, boses ng nakararami ang nasunod. Ipinaglaban ang kalayaang ngayon ay atin nang pinanghahawakan.

PAKIKIPAGLABAN...
...LABAN.

Ito ang tunay na kahulugan ng simbolong "L". Laban. Napakadakila at tunay ngang makahulugan. Nakakahihiya mang sabihin subalit kamakailan ko lang nabatid ang kahulugang ito. Naging isa ako sa mga kabataang walang alam at ignorante sa kasaysayan. Subalit sa mga panahong ito, buo na ang aking loob at ipinagmamalaki ko na ako ay isang PILIPINO...sa isip, sa salita at sa gawa. Tuloy pa din ang LABAN.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Beware!


Ayusin mu buhay mu huh!
Oh kakana ka pa?
Okey! Okey!
(Harhar)

Finding Treasures


MY GUITAR...
She is Tara my best friend relieves my stress and defines my life.
She makes good music.
She helps me doing my composition.

MY PHONE...
An 1110i nokia model, not-so classy bu a user-friendly.
The best phone I ever had.
Within it are messages of every kind.

MY SCRAP BOOK...
This is the book of my life.
Book of my past.
Symbolistic in nature picturing the greatest moments of my life.

MY MUSIC PLAYER...
The most precious techie I had.
Not so pretty but it contains the music that I live.

MY JOURNAL NOTEBOOK
My other best friend.
The friend I can count on anytime.
My medium of expression.
(courtesy of Papemelroti )

MY 3-COLORED PEN...
My must-have.
Friend of my journal.
My tool in writing... (during duty as well)

And the most important thing in my life...

MY SCRAP BOX...


Dwelling of my past.
It contains all my
memorabilia,
souvenirs,
notes,
letters,
flowers,
concert tickets,
my EK ticket,
transpo tickets,
programs,
pictures,
artworks,
drawings,
etc.

>treasures of my life<


Hillary Strikes =)


It was a not-so fine day a while ago...
...slight rain came into process☺.

I don't have the idea of the activity in HISTORY...
I arrived late (as usual) and realized that we will be having our surprised graded recitation.
With a little idea of the previous topics, I was in a cram.
And the worst part, he started with the group 1 (which is our group) and in me (the leader).

Standing in front is easy but uncomfortable(like I'm in a hot seat).
He asked me four questions that fortunately I know.

Q1: What are the aims of Spanish colonization in the Philippines?
Answer: They got this 3G's which are the God, Gold, and GLory. As for God, they were aiming to propagate Christianity in the Philippines, for glory the establishment of a colonial system itself that adds prestige to their power and for the gold is the utilization of our resources and literally, gold itself.

Q2: Of all the 3 aims, what last the longest?
Answer: It is the GOD or the propagation of Christianity as we can see most Filipinos today are Christians.
Follow-up Q: What do you think is the reason why the other two did not last long?
Answer: It is because of the different revolts and reforms our ancient Filipinos established.

Q3: If you are alive that very time, what services would you do to serve your fellow countrymen?
Anwer: (I laugh) Uhm, siguro sasama nalang ako dun sa mga nagtatag ng rebolusyon at makikipaglaban sa kanila. (wala na kong masagot eh..haha)

Q3: Ahuh (smiles) What weapon will you use?
Answer: Uhm, hindi ako ang uri ng tao na nakikipaglaban gamit ang karahasan. Siguro, magiging isa akong "Jose Rizal" na gagamit ng papel at pluma. (Haha... sabay ganun)


Then, he let me sit...

(just sharing the scenario of the graded recitation kanina)
☺☺☺

Hillary strikes me...

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Paper's Cut

the product of unconscious mind
Making doodles during NCM
Messing every page of my notebook...
...but this is what I love to do..=)


SANCTUARY: Part II






You are now my SANCTUARY


yEZ!! yOU arE now SANCTUARY..
You are now my LOVE...
You found my heart and change my life...

When a heart is full, the mouth speaks

But those words became MELODY as you
put it in my life


My first composition...
(This for the one I LOVE)

Saturday, August 1, 2009