Journal: Valentine’s Day

Posted: February 21, 2012 in Uncategorized

Once again it’s the time of the year where people show their love to the ones they like. In another perspective, it is day in which guys like me call single awareness day*forever alone*.Although it’s still a great day. The only thing I don’t like is that it is to commercialized. You can see it almost anywhere and it gets a bit annoying for guys like me (no offense). Why do we make such a big deal out of it? It can actually have negative effects on a person especially the youth. It makes youth like me think that just because we don’t have a valentine’s it’s the end the world. I’m not saying I don’t like Valentine’s day, in fact I’m a huge romance ind of guy. I’m just saying that we shouldn’t make such a big deal out of it. Plus, if you get rejected, just let it be there are other fish in the sea. You don’t have to be so sad about it. It’s just a part of life. Anyway, God bless to every one !

Journal: First concert

Posted: February 21, 2012 in eng journal

The feeling was just amazing! I was finally able to be part of a concert, I even got a solo! Well, I’m not sure if it counts because there were three of us but it still felt great being up on the stage. It felt so great that it is really hard to describe. It just goes to show that music may bring you to experience things that you would have never expected.

Journal 3.3: Another Soul

Posted: January 31, 2012 in eng journal, poems

The burning of the flesh has no comparison

To the burning of a soul which has lost compassion

The soul whose which is that of a writer

Who only wants to make his days brighter

So to those of you who read this perspective

Please respect us though we may be passive

At times when our souls may seem to be tortured

Your kind words will be enough to nurture

Burning

Posted: January 22, 2012 in poems

This burning sensation I feel in my heart

It feels as though that it’s been charred

The pain, it grows more each day

Oh how can I make it go away?

Then a beautiful figure passed me by

The flame grew stronger as I cried

Perhaps this is the passion I have been searching for

This strange feeling I have never felt before

I had a friend…

Posted: January 19, 2012 in poems

I had a friend his name was delight

He was always there being my light

But then came fiends called fear, lies and fright

Who took him away and  darkened my life

Then I heard the screeches of sparrows

And saw a dark figure lurking in the shadows

Pain came my way and told me he was sorrow

He said he’d be there for me when I felt like I’m in the death row

Then I had a new friend but who instead gives me grief

I always wished that our meetings be brief

But on really dark days he clings to me tight

And always makes me wish that I was still with delight

Praise the lord for delight still comes back

whenever the light comes from darkness black

So the important lesson I learned this day

Is to cherish the moments when sorrow is at bay

For he may come at you with sweet little words

But in the end will hurt you and always leave grief in return

 

 

This book was written by R.L. Stine who also happens to be one of my favorite authors. But don’t be fooled for this is not one of those childish scary novels like his other works, primarily “goosebumps”. This book was made when he was at the top of his game as a horror writer whose main readers were teens. So it may have some “explicit” scenes in there so parental is advised*laugh*. This book was published in 1994 by “pocket books” a division from Simon and Schuster Inc. It is part of his old series called “99 Fear street”.

This story is about a teenager named Brandt McCloy who has just moved to Shadyside and thinks that it was great. Pretty much because he has attracted the attention of three beautiful girls (lucky.) whose names are Meg,Jinny and Abbie ( I like Abbie the most though :D ). Unluckily for Brandt though, since he hasn’t heard the terrifying stories about his new home, 99 Fear Street. He doesn’t know about the headless bodies, the bleeding walls. He doesn’t know that Cally Frasier ( girl from the first book) still haunts the house and plans gruesome and gory deaths for him and anyone close to him. Poor Brandt, what he doesn’t know WILL hurt him.

This was a pretty old book and I doubt that it’s still in stores or at least still being published. Which is pretty sad since his old series were SPECTACULAR and were actually terrifying, compared to his new goosebumps series (no offense but it’s true).I was lucky enough to find this stashed away in between very old books. It was full of dust and the cover was practically ripped apart but the important thing for me was the content. Don’t worry about reading this even if you haven’t read the first book since it was like it was a separate  story in itself. This was like an “extra” in the story. Just like in “God of War” where they made games in between the original storyline i.e.”ghost of sparta”(getting a bit of topic, lol). I’m sure that any avid reader who enjoys suspense and horror here and there would appreciate this book and his other old series as well, like “The Girlfriend” which I will be saving for the next book review.

Thank you for taking your time in reading this and I will hope that you will continue to follow my works :) .

Journal 3.1: My Goals for 2012

Posted: January 10, 2012 in eng journal

This year, I have multiple goals. As of all the years before. The only difference is that my main goal this year is to survive the 2012 apocalypse…

Nah, I’m just kidding. Everybody knows that it isn’t true. Or is it? *laugh* Enough about that though. My real goals this year are actually quite simple. One of my goals is to be able to strengthen my faith in God. Because my faith in him has weakened through the years (still a truly devoted christian so please “Don’t be hatin’ bro”). I also plan to make more friends and obviously also have a stronger relationship with the old ones. Although my main goal this year is to be able to make my grandfather happy. Because he is very sick right now. He has lung cancer and the doctor told him that for him to survive, he would be holding on to an oxygen tank for the rest of his life. I guess this is what he gets for almost smoking everyday even as young lad. He taught me a very important lesson with his life though, don’t smoke. But even if he was like that and was also very fond of bad-mouthing people ( we even call him “Nakamura” because he always says “undignified” words)*laugh*, I still love him very much. Because even though he was a very “complicated” man, he cared about our whole family deep down in his heart (even though he doesn’t show it).I had a lot of fond memories with him as a child, memories that I will cherish as long as I breath. So I want to make all his remaining days as happy as they could be as payment for all that he’s done for me. The sad part though is that my grandparents live all the way to Bulacan while I’m here in Manila so I won’t be able to see him much. I guess that just means that I should make the best of the time I have.

This is also probably an important lesson to all of us. We must cherish this little thing we forsake, and that is time. Cherish all the time you spend and use it wisely. Especially when you spend that time with a loved one. We must learn to love this time we are allowed to be with them, no matter how little. Because time is beautiful as it is painful. It WILL either give you happiness or sorrow. So please learn this lesson while time is still letting you be with a loved one. Because, as people, we don’t usually how important something is to us until it is taken away from us…