A Camera?

My Dad asked me what would I want if I were given a prize if I get high grades. “A camera…” I answered. My Dad never bothered to ask why. I think he didn’t have to because his special “Dad Powers” gives him the ability to read minds. Well, instead of a laptop, an i-phone or an i-pod nano; I rather have a camera.

I want to capture every moment because each of those moments will only last for an instance. It’s a totally different shot with a cellphone. A cellphone takes careless snapshots but a camera was really made for the job and not just for the sake of having pictures.

When I get that camera, perhaps I could take the picture of the sky. “What’s so special about the sky?” you may ask. I don’t really know but the fact is that we stand under the same sky and perhaps at this very moment, I may be looking above at the same time someone else is…but I see something different. My sky is not the same as his or her sky. This is the same for everything else. We all see something different and perhaps with those simple pictures, I may be able to show someone my perspective of life.

Memories fade…fast. I do not want to forget. I do not want to forget that ice cream party, or that time I lay down on the grass until I fell asleep, or the time my friends and I went to that restaurant that was really cramped but had good service…but eventually I will. We all will forget things that had significance in our simple lives. I do not want to forget the events, things and people who made who I am. Pictures may also fade… but they last longer. When I grow old, I will hold on to these memories and look at these pictures I took with my camera and perhaps I will remember; I will remember: Yeah that was what happened, that was them doing this at this place….and that was me.

A realization…

There comes a time in life when a big disappointment hits me right in the face. When I’m disappointed at my own being. I have come to realize the way I live my life is simply too wasteful. I have been granted these wonderful gifts yet a waste them in meaningless objects to satisfy my own taste for excitement and childish desires instead of using them to make life, even for one person, a little bit easier.

This realization of my selfishness happened when one special person who I will remember for the rest of my life, told me “I cannot help you unless you help yourself and you cannot help me unless I help you.” Probably very basic advise but this sentence was followed by a train of thought that lead to the cleared truth. The more gifts bestowed on you, the more you have to give back.

I knew that I was a big disappointment to a lot of people: my teachers, my family, and my friends. They all knew that I can do WAY better but that didn’t matter to me for as long as I knew that I could do better was enough. I mean, what was it to me if I could get higher grades or be the best performer on stage. The light and the prestige meant nothing to me. But then I became a disappointment to myself for I knew that I was making someone’s life harder. Now, that meant something to me.

To the people who touched my life. Thank You. Most of them may not know it but their simple little gestures made a great difference for my life…I’m just hoping that I could do the same.

My expressed boredom

Aug.10, 2008

I finally finished re-watching Deathnote. I liked it and besides there was nothing much left to do. When I came back to the dorm, Noreen wasn’t there. We were incomplete and I was bored.

Aug. 11, 2008

Everything was…um…how can I describe it? Ah, yes! Boring.

Flag Cem.

Nothing. There was a lot of announcements. There was a different arrangement for the Pisay hymn but apart from that, nothing different happened.

Algebra

Explained graphing and intercepts. There wasn’t much recitation since Sir Leo wanted to make most of the fifty minutes. Sigh…your typical algebra lessons

EnSci

We just discussed the Long Test. It was sort of review of the first quarter. I recited and that was all.

Chem

Did an activity with another group. We got the worst deal out of it.

Break

It was like a mini-pictorial during lunch. Everything was…normal

Homeroom

The only interesting thing that happened was the Banana-Milk debate. Here’s the case: Vianca had joined Milk because she thought her friends were gonna be there. When she had joined milk in exchange for Shir, she found out her friends had gone to Banana. What bad luck! So now she wants top go back to Banana but Milk doesn’t want Shir back…oh, what to do; what to do?

Physics

Sir Angeles was disappointed at our grades so being the good teacher he was, he had us make up for it by giving us the same exam. How generous…

English

I was…amused. Shir had a scary but amusing performance and Jem told it like any story-teller should. Dom convinced Achilles a.k.a Andro to join the fight against Troy while Ten-ten told Dexter that he was the new receiver…amusing.

ComSci

I slept during this subject. Couldn’t help myself, it was just so cool and Sir’s voice just seemed to lull you to sleep.

Fil

Seatwork about Chapter 8 and 9 of Fili. Soooo….boring.

See how boring my day was?

My little…lessons

My little “excursions” have proven time-killing, at the very least.

I am just annoyed at the people who take so much pride in their skills and, in the process, magnifies it for themselves. I am not an exception to this but I have realized this past week that some people ARE really too full of pride. Perhaps it is only an attempt to protect their fragile dignity and self-esteem or perhaps it helps strengthen them somehow to the extent that they can not only carry themselves, but other people in need as well. This, to some people who are aware of this, is disgusting, hilarious or just plain pathetic.

When one looks at a body of water, it may seem so very deep but when one actually attempts to take the plunge, it was found out that that body of water was no more than a wide pond that spreads out to take up much space above but not below.

Offense is the best defense, they say. One cannot win when s/he is always on defense. In a game of chess, if you have the chance to eat the king, you take it! But in man’s greed, he wants a much more bigger prize than the one bestowed right in front of them. In their wait and greed, they lose whatever they could have had. Such is the wisdom of man and the nature of things.

Random ranting: Of “Emo” People

Why are there emo people? I mean, what is up with them?!?! They think that they’re the only people in the world with problems! And hello… hurting yourself and moping around all day won’t solve your problems! And what is up with other people?! It’s not like “I’m running out of problems AND blood! Yehey for me!!!”  They think just because I person doesn’t talk and/or is a loner and/or likes songs with deep lyrics and/or thinks deeply about himself/herself and/or has hair that covers his/her face…. then s/he is emo. That is so superficial!!!! e.i. Look that guy’s has really weird hair and is mute… Oh MY gosh, he is so Emo!!!!

I hope all you emo people out there find some strength or light to see that there is no need to be emotional over those “huge” problems of yours’ and for all those other people:OH MY GOSH, YOU Sooooooooooooooooooooo DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO JUDGE!!! :p

Penny for my thoughts?

When I realized that there was only one year before a become an upper class-man, I knew that graduation was not that far behind and so was college. After college, I would get a job then become a full-fledged adult. Years later, I would grow old, die and be forgotten. Am I really destined to fade away with time? Is my stay here on Earth will mean nothing to anyone? Sigh… I hope not. I hope that during my brief stay on this planet, I would have made a difference. If I could have bought some fulfillment to one person, just one, I’ll be happy with my life. If I could have inspired just one person then I would feel that my life did have meaning but today I am feeling awfully selfish and cruel. I am not voicing out what I’m suppose to voice out, I am flaunting my intelligence (that I know those people have plenty of), I am letting myself be a link in the chain of gossip, I am talking badly about other people, I am criticizing others’ opinions, I am getting on someone’s nerves… at least that’s what I feel. I want to change that. I want to be a enlightenment instead of a burden. That’s what I want.

If you had a super power, what would it be?—-> The power to grant anyone’s wishes.

If you were a flower, why?—-> Because like a flower, my fragrance and beauty will also fade away with the world.

If superman killed you, what is the last thing you would say?—-> OUCH!!!

If you could the license to kill, how many would you kill?—-> ANSWER NOT AVAILABLE

Well….that’s it.

What happened?

Since I don’t want to start doing our Geometry project yet, I’ll just use up my time explaining the events from the first week of July to the current day. Everyone’s-and I mean everyone’s- schedule was hectic for the first week of July here in Pisay featured Club meetings and auditions, back to back long tests and projects, and for the Dormers: The Dorm Acquaintance party. As for myself, I just had the following on my plate:

• CARE Meeting and Acquaintance Party planning
• Invictus Auditions (Still haven’t posted the results
• Science Scholar Editorial Exam (I am proud to say that I am now part of the newspaper)
• Himig Agham Auditions (General Assembly on July 9)
• Physics LT
• Bio LT
• Math2 and math3 LT
• Chem LT
• Geom Project
• ValEd Project (Biography on somebody that inspires you)
• English Dramatic Monologue (I plan on Doing Claudius of Hamlet:D)
• others…

Well, that was the first week of July. Today, we were given absolutely no homework to make time for our projects. Today the Champaca class got some bonding time with each other due to a canceled Physics class. I felt guilty for blaming another section for my sins (. Oh well… do better next time. I almost fell asleep during Ma’am Osit’s class!!! Good thing Vianca poked me with a pen during my moment of weakness. That’s what friends are for: waking you up with subtle means during those sleepy classes .

I’m really excited for the upcoming speech choir. Well…sort of excited.*sigh* I have really good people for classmates. I haven’t suffered enough to be blessed with this much . The SMALL group was a lot of fun. We played GUESSTURES ).

What happened during the Dorm Party? Not much…we played some games (brings me, pass the bottle, the usual) danced and went back to the dorm. It wasn’t much of an acquaintance since I didn’t meet that many people.

What else? Long Tests, Projects, Friends, Smiles, Frowns, Plants…the usual stress.