Sa Panahon ng PBB Teens

 "Ilang ulit na akong nagmahal; ilang ulit na rin akong nasaktan.."

Ang drama! Hindi naman totoo 'yun. Ewan. Hindi ko naman talaga alam kung ilang beses na akong nagmahal. Minsan akala ko mahal ko na pero PBB Teens lang pala. Akala ko this is it, this is really is it na, pero waley pala. Paano mo nga ba malalaman kung in love ka na?

May nabasa ako dati, ang "crush" daw ay nagtatagal lang ng apat na buwan. Kapag lumampas na sa hangganang iyon, "love" na raw 'yon. Ay, 'sus! Eh 'di andami ko na palang minahal. Kapag nagkacrush kasi ako, wagas na wagas, pak na pak! Syut sa banga, 3-points sa paso! Taon ang binibilang 'pag nagkacrush ako. Ibig bang sabihin nun minahal ko sila? 'Langya, puro naman ako bigo sa mga 'yun. Sawi. Friendzoned. Brokenhearted. Laslas-pulso. Olats.

Bakit ba ang hirap makahanap ng taong mamahalin mo at mas magmamahal sa 'yo? Sa dinami-dami ng tao sa mundo, doon ka pa nahuhulog sa maling tao. At ang masaklap pa diyan, hulog na hulog ka, una pwet. Kulang na lang ihampas na ng mga BFFs mo ang ulo mo sa pader para matauhan ka pero wala.. Ayan ka pa rin, nagpapakamartir. Shunga ka, teh?

Bakit ba hindi madaling makahanap ng love? Sana parang pagtatanong lang 'yan ng kung paano mo malalamang flat ang gulong mo. Kapag Ginoogle mo lang, lalabas na. Marami pang mapagpipiliang sagot. Pero hindi ata kasi ganoon ang trip ni God. Paano mo nga ba ikekwento sa mga anak, apo, at kaapu-apuhan mong "Ginoogle ko lang si Daddy"? Pero may mga pagkakataon ngang gano'n. Sa Internet nagkakakilala tapos made for each other pala sila. Kaso ibang topic 'yan, hindi ko 'yan sakop dahil hindi pa naman 'yan nangyayari sa 'kin.

Minsan naisip ko na mas madali siguro makahanap ng kapareha kung ang tao ay may sign sa noo na nakasulat kung ano ang mga traits nila. Pagkalabas mo ang makakasalubong mong mga lalaki (sige na, pati na rin mga babae) ay may papel na nakadikit sa noo. 'Yung isa nakasulat, "Oh, huwag ito. Tatlo na girlfriend nito at the moment," 'yung isa naman, "Malapit na 'tong magka-AIDS. Unsafe ka, friend." 'Eto pa 'yung ibang pwede:

• 'Yung huling iniwan nito nabaliw sa kagustuhang magpapayat at palabasin ang collar bone.
• Pwede na.. Pwede nang maging tatay mo.
• Walang pangarap. Sa barko lang naman din daw ang bagsak.
• Boring to the highest level.
• Sobrang daming helium na nasagap nito nung kabataan kaya lumobo ang ulo. Masyadong mahangin.
•  Hindi pa nakaka-move on sa ex. Rebound ka lang, girl.
• Takot sa commitment. Mag-DotA na lang kayo.
• Over-possessive. Period
• Masyadong mababa ang tingin sa sarili. Nega star Sharon Cuneta ang peg.
• Mayaman. Galante. Bahong-hininga.

Tapos hindi ka na makakarating ng school sa kahahanap sa noong may papel na nakasulat ay "Mr./Ms. Right."

Cheesy! "Mr. Right." LOL. LMAO. LMFAO. ROFLMAO. ROFROFLMAOLMAO. Hahahahaha. Pinaglololoko n'yo ba 'ko? Sino bang sumulat nito? Nababaliw na 'ata. Hehe. nagbibiro lang. :-) Pero aminin mo, hinahanap mo si Mr. Right. Wala ka nang pakialam kay Mr. Perfect o Mr. Nice Guy o Man of your Dreams kasi maaaring hindi naman sila ang para sa 'yo. Mr. Right / The One. Siya na talaga. Pik pak BOOM!

Eh asan na nga s'ya? Malas ba 'ko sa pag-ibig? Bakit lahat iniiwan ako. Errmagaaaaah forever alone. Diyos ko naman, teh. Disi-nuwebe ka pa lang, kung maka-emote ka naman d'yan. Hindi ka malas at lalong hindi ka forever alone. Marami na'ng nakapagsabing marami ka pang makikilala pagka-graduate mo o sa trabaho. Kasama na sa mga nagsabi n'yan ang magulang mo, pustahan na. Pero tama sila. Ang kapal naman ng mukha ko para sabihing huwag kang magmadali pero HUWAG KANG MAGMADALI.

Ayaw ko sanang mangaral dahil wala naman ako sa posisyon pero pinilit mo ako sa kakangawa mong forever alone ka. Mahaba pa ang buhay. Maraming mga bagay ang masarap i-enjoy ng walang kapareha. Kahit 'yang naiisip mo, pwede (with extra precautions). Humanap ka ng barkadang puro single, tingnan mo, ang saya. Parang tanga lang kayong tumitingin sa mga lalaking dumadaan sa pasilyo ng school tapos magtatawanan na lang kayo kasi.. wala lang. Masaya ang buhay.

Mga post mo sa Facebook puro tungkol sa kabiguan mo sa love. Tama ka na. 80% sa mga nakakabasa n'yan ay walang pakialam at ang natitirang 20% ay nasusura sa mga post mo. Baka mag-unsubscribe pa sila sa 'yo. Magpost ka na lang ng mga pics ng cute na hayop.

Hulyo na naman. Tag-ulan. Parang ang sarap umibig. May alam akong taong naghihintay na mahalin mo s'ya at mamahalin ka rin n'ya nang lubos lubos -- ang sarili mo. Kapag nagawa mo s'yang mahalin, epek na teh! Love love love!

July 04, 2012

10.15AM-10.56AM

Family always comes first. <3

My Senior Year in High School

I found this article I wrote in an old bag of mine. This was written when I was in my fourth year in high school. I think this was published in The Beacon (SBC's official paper). It's unfinished however, I could not find the next page. :( Sorry about my wrong grammar!




February 6, 2008
11.29PM

I finished answering my test early. I put down my pen and covered my paper. I looked outside the window of RM 406. The view seems higher now than before. The houses look like gigantic doll houses, the sky was blue with few cirrus clouds in it. I can see the billboard; I can see the castle-like building over there. I just can't help but feel that in a matter of several weeks, I would be leaving this campus together with my batchmates. As I look back on my freshman year, I realize that it just seems so old now, like I had spent already all of my years here in this school. That's for me, but how about those who had their elementary education in this same institution? How would they react? How would they act?

Half of my life I've been trying to find one, half of my life I've found it here in Saint Bridget College. It's so easy to forget days and dates but it's just too hard to trash away the memories. Four years is a very long span of time but as I think of it now, it seems too short. It makes me feel that I want more, that I should have done better. Can you feel that? ...the desire to lengthen the time or extend our fourth year. If you're a senior, maybe you can also feel this; if you're not, you'll feel this when you reach the final stage of your high school.

Some students find it so dramatic to emote over having to leave this school, some are even excited to graduate and receive their diplomas so they could abandon or escape this school of torment and hardship. Well, you know what? I pity those kinds of students. I pity them because they don't know what high school really means. High school is not about getting one's diploma or certification that he just passed the curriculum. It's not just the stepping stone for college; it's not just years before every vacation. 

High school is a time, a place, an event in every senior students' lives. It is the major boundary between being a kid with a tucked-in shirt or stubby dirty fingers and being a teen with fashionable clothes or a more sensible appearance. This is where we began letting others finally know us. It is where the students finally realized that they could not always depend on others. We, seniors, have learned to stand up on our own feet and wipe away the milk on our lips and raise our voices. We began to raise our voice.

Now, I must say, we, seniors, are the BEST. The former fourth year students had their chance and the future will have theirs. But now, it is us who rule the high school department. I am proud to say that we had withstood the trials that have always been there to kick us on our asses since the very first year of high school. We have found solace from our fellow seniors. We have proved that no trouble is big enough to make us stop fighting and sink to the ground.

Yes, not all students who started their first year in this school made it to their fourth still as a Bridgetine. But still I salute them. What they have shown was real. Maybe being a Bridgetine was not their calling but they would always be Bridgetines in their hearts. i know that whatever school they will graduate at, they are having a freaking good time and may God bless them...

...and it ends there. The next page/s is/are missing. Sooooo.. yeah. We, IV-Perseverance (my section in 4th year), just had our reunion last December 23 and 31, 2011. It was A LOT OF FUN. I missed those guys. And I love them so much. Haha. I could not explain how I feel right now. Just... (^_______^)


January 2, 2012
2:12AM

IV-Perseverance batch 2008

Halo-halong klase ng tao.

Lahat mahilig uminom! :))

As I was typing this blog, I was listening to Sarah McLachLan's "Angel". Damn. I feel like crying. :'( I miss you, Perse.

Freaky.

These aren't birds. Not bats either. They're weird-looking plants or whichever you call it that grew on our kitchen ceiling.  FREAKY RIGHT???!

There are some fairly odd-looking plant-like.. er.. stuff growing on our kitchen ceiling. And also on our living room floor. I don't know if they're plants or what, they freak me out! I mean, there are no visible soil so how come these plants (if that's what you call them) grew there? I have a wild guess that they grew there because these surfaces get wet when it's raining, especially on the kitchen ceiling but! Somebody please explain to me how really this happened. Are these mushrooms? They're freaky. I'm freaked out, I'm telling you. >.<

Same plants on the ceiling. My mom already removed those on the living room floor but I BET THOSE PLANT-LIKE STUFF ARE GONNA GROW THERE AGAIN! I BET MY.. MY.. BUT SERIOUSLY! >.<

ARE U MAD???!

Things to do Before U Die So U’ll Leave

an Annoying Mark on Ppl!! XD

1                 Leave your turn signal on all throughout your drive.

2        Stand someone up.

3        Watch a movie. Watch it again. This time, tell the person sitting next to you what will happen.

4        Step on the backs of people’s shoes then apologize.

5        Applaud for no reason.

6        Mispronounce people’s first names.

7        Be sarcastic. It’s fun.

8        Set every clock you see ahead one hour.

9        Be too nice.

10      Reply to everything someone says with “that’s what YOU think.”

11       Loosen the tops of condiment containers at restaurants.

12      Shake up somebody's can of softdrinks before he/she drinks it.

13      Barge in rudely on people’s conversations.

14      tYpE l!k3 tHi$!!

15      ALWAYS TYPE IN UPPERCASE.

16      Dont use any punctuation

17      Pay for your meal with coins.

18      Repeat everything someone says, as a question.

19      Stand over someone’s shoulder, mumbling, as they read.

20      Write a very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, long sentence with no sense.

21       Steal people’s pens in front of them and deny you did it.

22       Ask people what the word “the” means. Never cease in asking.

23       Stop talking in the middle of

24       Laugh at stuff that isn’t funny at all.

25       Don’t laugh at stuff that is funny.

26       Walk really slowly.

27       Watch DVDs with your friends and have the volume really low and say you like it that way.

28       Watch a boring movie with friends at a special get-together and act as if you’re really enjoying.

29       Spank someone and say it’s an arm spasm.

30       Sigh incessantly.

31       Say “Duh!” after everything someone says and walk away.

32       Pretend you don’t understand whatever someone is telling you and walk away.

33       Don’t talk for the whole day.

34       While your guy friend is talking to a girl, yell and tell him that his results have just arrived and it’s negative.

35       Say mean things to friends, preferably those that are untrue, and ask them, “Are you mad???!” then smile and walk away.