Of Rhymes and Poems (and of wrong grammar)

Do you know I rhymed for you?
Delight me that you did, too
Listen to me, listen to me now
I endeavor to tell how things how

Hasty dealings happen did
Goodbyes I have tried to bid
I believed all is a fallacy
Almost believed what I did not see

Awaken one day I knew
That my battle is with you
Everything has been over the air
There been pain and ache I cannot bare

You see what I cannot see
I am me so let me be
My life is then at my discretion
My life is an owned obligation

Time pacified our uproar
In life there is of great more
Let us sort it as an experience
Experience by us and the heavens

I think, to end this talk must be now
There is next time, I believe somehow
This moment I use to seize
These verses I am to cease

Of Time, Pain and Pleasure

Time is an abstract idea created by men to measure how long they will suffer pain and experience pleasure. It is a murderer for which it planned to kill everything. It is an ally for which it gives space for the existing. There is no much assurance that time will still be there later for the living but there is always eternity for those who lived.

“There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain…” – Lorem Ipsum

The idea of pleasure began when the idea of pain started. It all happened in time. Please let me know that there is more to time than being time itself.

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These are little thoughts from me. I am not very sensible all the time. I can speak nonsense and ambiguity. I, also, want to take this space to thank the people who, at least, made me feel I am sensible even though I am intellectually confusing at times.

PS
I have written this because of much pain I cannot feel and of much pleasure I cannot experience. Well… There is time for everything. Let time take its course into my life.

Hearts' Day

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Ok! Today is Hearts’ Day more, better and popularly known as Valentine’s Day.

I was planning to wear my red shirt with the statement, “Intimacy is Dead,” but I might look like very loveless when I do that. Medyo iba ang dating ng araw na ito sa akin… Siguro dahil hindi ako sanay pumasok ng 7:30 am.

Wala naman masyadong espesyal na nangyari ngayong araw. Uhm… Maliban na lang siguro nung pa-lunch time na.

Birthday ni Jep ngayon! Nyihi! Akala ko kakain kami sa Jollibee ayun pala eh sa Chowking. Salo-salo Sets ang kinain namin. Hindi ko alam yung tawag sa mga pagkain… Uhm… Iilan lang yung kaya kong i-identify at ayun ang chickenballs, shanghai rolls, soup, chicharap at syempre ang kanin.

Medyo nahirapan akong kumain kasi yung isa naming ulam eh yung malalaking tipak ng karne. Halos hindi ko na nga nguyain. Kanin na lang nginunguya ko. T_T Naka-braces kasi ako kaya yung meat eh sumasabit sa mga bakal na naka-semento sa ngipin ko.

Wow! Inubos ko ang food ko! As in hanggang taba kinain ko at pati yung soup hinigop ko. Pero wala pa rin ako sa kinain nina Victor at Zino!

Chicharap + Chili sauce + Sweet and sour sauce = Kakaibang lasa
Chicharap + Calamansi + Lettuce + Toyo = Maasim na mukha
Chicharap + Chili sauce + isa pang unknown na sauce + sweet and sour sauce = YIH! Ano yun!

Basta! Weird sila kumain! Nawiwindang ako sa kinakain nila. Hehe! Pero masaya kanina.

Ayan! Pauwi na kami! Si Jep na lang ang kasama ko. Ok! Akala tuloy eh mag-boyfriend at girlfriend kami. Naharang pa kami ng isang flower vendor na pilit kaming binebentahan. Tsk tsk. Basta… ang masasabi ko lang ngayon ay…

Happy Valentine’s Day!
Happy Birthday Jeffrey!

Teachers' Day

Today is PUP’s teachers’ day… I believe so…

I do not know if we gave some flowers to our English prof… We were just busy playing word factory at that time.

Ok! Accounting time! Ma’am Pilapil came… I think she was in a red blouse.
She entered the room and sat behind the table. The music started and we began singing. We gave flowers and lots of tokens of appreciation. She cried. We cried. I cried. She said we are going to finish the semester and she’s expecting us to be accountants some day. She said she will live up to 5 – 10 years. She still cried. We still cried. I still cried.

She has breast cancer. Her other breast was removed but the cancer cells spread onto the other one and even affected her bones (as what the other prof has said). I can feel her pain. I can feel her weakening spirit. Her droopy eyes are able to tell the story of her constant struggle for life. T_T

Now I understand why she has a hard time teaching and explaining things to us, why she keeps on saying she’s disabled, and why she keeps on reminding us to pamper her.

I cried when I saw her cry.
I hope she gets those cancer cells off her body.
Hay…
Let’s pray for her and all the other cancer patients in the world.

Having to Like Kids

Having to like children is a matter of loving your childhood.

I do not know why but I can hardly enjoy children’s company. Maybe they think superficially, ask excessively or act intuitively… Or maybe all of the three.

I got very angry this yesterday. Reason? Kids! Kids! Maddening kids to be exact!
I was taking a bath when I heard a glass break. I rushed to see what happened. Ok! A flying bottle of Red Bull hit our window and smashed it into pieces. I looked at the broken window, paused for a second and yelled, “ANO BA KAYO?! NAKAKABASAG NA KAYO, AH!” My aunt, mom and sister went to see and talk to the one who did the throwing.

I rushed to my sister’s room to see who did it. I saw three infuriating kids throwing stones to the house beside ours. That did it! I shouted at them. My hands are shaking, breathing is hard and my chest is hurting.

A kid in pink shirt told me that those irritating kids are hiding. I shouted, “PAKI KO?!” I just thought that there is no way to escape. I rushed to the badminton court where they are. I saw the kids! Those rascals! My eyesight seemed to dim when I did not see the one who told me to kiss his ass. Oh! Add this… He even cursed me… Not verbally… You know… The dirty finger…

Their parents were not there to witness how their children lied in front of me and the other people around. That kid in the white shirt! Kids are not supposed to be liars!!!

My anger cooled off after several minutes. Hay!