Please, hear, hear, hearken mine words I intend to spare,
These words I'll try to write in the form of a prayer,
To the victims of such tragic calamity
I shall pray for you with all my sincerity.
To start, I give the highest praises to the Lord,
Who, in all His Greatness, created the whole world.
Hosanna, hosanna, Glory to Your Great Name!
By Your Mercy, all of us sinners are reclaimed!
Lord, I know I have been a terrible sinner,
But please consider my prayer for the better,
Of all the people who had been plagued to suffer,
So, I confess to You my sins and ask mercy.
Although I don't like to think this but I can't help,
But Lord, I claim that You already forgave me,
Before I have even uttered a word to thee.
In good faith I believe You'll hearken mine praying.
Thank You Lord, for all the blessings I have now,
The lessons, the life, the tests, all that I plow,
To reap the fruits borne of all that I've done.
All I wish is that the hurt once again find fun.
Monday, August 26, 2013
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Human Confidence and Stupidity: All in One Vexing Letter
ORIGINAL VERSION
(To whoever gets to understand this letter, CONGRATULATIONS!)
The following is a letter found at a certain bar in Manila and has been preserved in its original, unedited form. Enjoy reading and you may try direct translation in Tagalog. Pls. read with feelings…
October 1996,
To Marije,
I am not surprise or wander why Dennis leave you why? What reason can you think but you're very fat body. I thought before that Dennis only use me to his toy but sooner and later I'm realize that he really can't not beared or stomached to be with you anymore because at first, Dennis say he could not stand you're habit of making pakialam all his walks (lakad) and always calling to their house what he go home or this or that.
And then he say he get ashame to me either in school or in his family and then asking you to exercise you're very very, very fat body. But you hate it. Thought you're the most preetiest girls he knows about. What do you think you are "BeautifulGirl" of Jose Marie Chan?
Even you are beautiful face (to your think) you do not have the right to called me whatsoever or else difference name one time or the other for the real purposed to insults my personality because I'm never call you names either in the fronts of Dennis or in the backs of Dennis, but if you start already to calling me different name, I don't have any other choice but to call you other different name to. Like you are a, PIG, FAT, OBESSED, OVERWIGHT, AND UGLY SHAPE girl. Shame to you're body that is to a BUDING.
You can't not blame Dennis for exchanging you to me because I am the more sexier that you when you look to us in the mirror. I'm repeat again that you are like Ike Lozada when she is a girl.
Love,
The sexiest Girl of D.M.
P.S.
You say that I'm the bad breathe but who is Dennis want to kissed. Me or you? And the final is me. There you go.
EDITED VERSION
October 1996
To Marije,
I am not surprised or wondering why Dennis left you. You know why? Because you're very fat. I thought before that Dennis only used me like a toy but sooner or later I realized that he can't really bear or stomach to be with you anymore because to begin with, Dennis said that he couldn't stand your habit of snooping in his business and always calling his house whenever.
And he said he's ashamed of you whether at school or in his family and that he's asking to exercise your very, very fat body. But you hate it. Though you're the prettiest girl he has ever known, do you think you are the "Beautiful Girl" of Jose Marie Chan?
Even if you have a beautiful face (at least that's what you think) you do not have the right to call me in any different name or the real one to insult my personality because I never called you names either in front or at the back of Dennis, but if you start calling me different names, I don't have any other choice but to call you in a different name too. Like, you are a pig, you're fat, obsessed, overweight, and an ugly-shaped girl. Shame to your body that is like a building.
You can't blame Dennis for replacing you with me because I am sexier than you when you compare ourselves in the mirror. I'll repeat that again: you're like a female version of Ike Lozada.
Love,The Sexiest Girl of D.M.
P.S.You say that I have a bad breath but who does Dennis want to kiss, you or me? The answer is me.
Priceless reaction:
Okay, with words now. This is a great piece of evidence of today's human stupidity, with a little of confidence. This letter utterly destroyed what's little of left of my already drained patience to human stupidity. It took me several cups of coffee, milk, and hundreds of minutes of calming songs to just finish this. And I must say, I am extremely glad that I have completed putting these incomprehensible thoughts of the sender into the right words. I just want to thank my friends for the help, because without them, I will be an aimless wanderer and a mental patient by the next paragraph I read. I used context clues here to the fullest and what I learned from a recent topic in English class to put this thing into words to the best I can all the while trying to maintain the original thought here.
And there you have it! Appreciate my efforts, please.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
The Gift
We have lots of homework, projects, and things to study again today, as usual. I sit down and keep my things after going home from school, pick up my phone, plug it into the speakers; turn the speakers and press "King For a Day - Pierce the Veil" in my song list. The first slow, steady, and treacherous beats are heard throughout the house, and suddenly the speakers burst with screams and a series of extremely fast alternate palm muting. I am put in a feverish trance.
Music has always been an inextricably vital part of my life. That sense came to me at a time that even I have trouble in remembering well. I have come to like music even more as I grew up, mainly because of my eldest sister and her knowledge of the music I like today: the music that deviates from the mainstream. Even if I can't remember the first time I liked music, I will always remember the time I first liked the music that my sister liked.
It was the prime era of Secondhand Serenade, FM Static and the likes. Their music was a semi-viral thing, only next to the usual pop that flourished back then.
There was I, sitting in front of the computer after my sister used it, and saw a YouTube video unfinished. The title said "Like We Used To - A Rocket to the Moon with lyrics". I played it again, and guess what--I was instantly hooked. I was a hopeless romantic back then, and I was held captive in its lyrics and really catchy melody. I discovered a few other songs of the band, and I held fast to them until I went to study in the prestigious Cavite National Science High School, where I did not know I was bound to know a lot more than just rockets to the moon.
I came to study in the institution and it was around the first month of school when my classmates and I talked about music, and I shared my familiarity of the band and to my surprise, a few people knew of them. Imagine my face! I was filled with delight and excitement. And then by some time shortly thereafter, my sister had a whole new set of bands to listen to: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping With Sirens, All Time Low, and a lot more. I was yet again easily captivated by their songs. I also discovered this duo on YouTube called ThePianoGuys. They are masters of each of their instruments, the piano and the cello, and up to this day, they continue to inspire people to love music by doing awesome covers of modern and classical music, most frequently a mash of both, to further entice people nowadays. This time around, I was more deeply wound into the realm of music.
It is the greatest thing I always had, listening to music. In the short time frame of a song, I can either have tons of fun or joy listening to it, or I can ponder on things that a certain song strongly suggests that we learn or know. Lessons vary from each song and band/artist, and those bands that I know today teach a lot of lessons or profound things in life, be it love or other struggles in life. I feel the songs I listen to very well, to the point where tears flood my eyes whenever I hear a sad song or a song that makes me remember the beauty of life and all creations, especially if wonderful lyrics are accompanied by beautiful melodies. I am deeply in love with music, that I started to study how to play or create my own music through the guitar when I was around seven years old, and the piano consequently in a time I have trouble yet again in remembering.
Music has taught me things I needed to learn in life, and has given me the opportunity to experience life in a better way, Whenever I am sad, lonely, or even doubtful, I will just click a song in my phone and play it, even without ear phones or even if it's really quiet, and I will think about the thing that's been bothering me. I can also play or create my own music whenever possible. And if I can't do those, I will just play the music I want to hear inside my head, its melody and lyrics perfectly intact because of my great memory of music. In times of victory or overflowing joy, I will play the best song I know and bathe in all its grandeur.
Music, in short, is a gift and the gift.
Music has always been an inextricably vital part of my life. That sense came to me at a time that even I have trouble in remembering well. I have come to like music even more as I grew up, mainly because of my eldest sister and her knowledge of the music I like today: the music that deviates from the mainstream. Even if I can't remember the first time I liked music, I will always remember the time I first liked the music that my sister liked.
It was the prime era of Secondhand Serenade, FM Static and the likes. Their music was a semi-viral thing, only next to the usual pop that flourished back then.
There was I, sitting in front of the computer after my sister used it, and saw a YouTube video unfinished. The title said "Like We Used To - A Rocket to the Moon with lyrics". I played it again, and guess what--I was instantly hooked. I was a hopeless romantic back then, and I was held captive in its lyrics and really catchy melody. I discovered a few other songs of the band, and I held fast to them until I went to study in the prestigious Cavite National Science High School, where I did not know I was bound to know a lot more than just rockets to the moon.
I came to study in the institution and it was around the first month of school when my classmates and I talked about music, and I shared my familiarity of the band and to my surprise, a few people knew of them. Imagine my face! I was filled with delight and excitement. And then by some time shortly thereafter, my sister had a whole new set of bands to listen to: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping With Sirens, All Time Low, and a lot more. I was yet again easily captivated by their songs. I also discovered this duo on YouTube called ThePianoGuys. They are masters of each of their instruments, the piano and the cello, and up to this day, they continue to inspire people to love music by doing awesome covers of modern and classical music, most frequently a mash of both, to further entice people nowadays. This time around, I was more deeply wound into the realm of music.
It is the greatest thing I always had, listening to music. In the short time frame of a song, I can either have tons of fun or joy listening to it, or I can ponder on things that a certain song strongly suggests that we learn or know. Lessons vary from each song and band/artist, and those bands that I know today teach a lot of lessons or profound things in life, be it love or other struggles in life. I feel the songs I listen to very well, to the point where tears flood my eyes whenever I hear a sad song or a song that makes me remember the beauty of life and all creations, especially if wonderful lyrics are accompanied by beautiful melodies. I am deeply in love with music, that I started to study how to play or create my own music through the guitar when I was around seven years old, and the piano consequently in a time I have trouble yet again in remembering.
Music has taught me things I needed to learn in life, and has given me the opportunity to experience life in a better way, Whenever I am sad, lonely, or even doubtful, I will just click a song in my phone and play it, even without ear phones or even if it's really quiet, and I will think about the thing that's been bothering me. I can also play or create my own music whenever possible. And if I can't do those, I will just play the music I want to hear inside my head, its melody and lyrics perfectly intact because of my great memory of music. In times of victory or overflowing joy, I will play the best song I know and bathe in all its grandeur.
Music, in short, is a gift and the gift.
Blogging As Informal Theme Writing: Good or Bad?
A simple question and a simple answer: it is the best course of action for the best style of writing (at least for me).
Why so? Blogging allows students to create informal theme writing in such a vast and seemingly infinite medium. The creativity will be there, the personal feelings will be there, plus the date of submission is really lenient. I feel the need to not expound on this, really! Personally, I like the method. It unleashes almost all of my inner personality, which I really like. Also, when reading blogs, the atmosphere is really different. On paper, you'll feel really different because it feels forced and only for compliance but in blogs, it's freedom.
Liberal, potential-unleashing, and very effective. That's what blogging is, as an informal theme writing, for me.
Why so? Blogging allows students to create informal theme writing in such a vast and seemingly infinite medium. The creativity will be there, the personal feelings will be there, plus the date of submission is really lenient. I feel the need to not expound on this, really! Personally, I like the method. It unleashes almost all of my inner personality, which I really like. Also, when reading blogs, the atmosphere is really different. On paper, you'll feel really different because it feels forced and only for compliance but in blogs, it's freedom.
Liberal, potential-unleashing, and very effective. That's what blogging is, as an informal theme writing, for me.
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