Saturday, December 26, 2009

Where are you?

I've been longing to know you and meet you in person. To know you and be a part of my life. To even hug and cherish. To be there when I need a friend. To be a shoulder to cry on. To be the person to laugh with. To be there listening to my stories and sharing his own too. To hold my hand while we are walking. To share the food we like most. To make me laugh or even cry.

Monday, December 21, 2009

myfriend

In the middle of the cold working place.
I wanted to cry.
I wanted to go home.
I wanted to talk to you...

But I can't :-(

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

TM Speech Project #1: Then and Now

Have you ever come to love someone or something you hated before? It is a situation that you were trying to escape from but then can’t do anything about and can't get over with so that you just go with the flow and face challenge. Then later on you will realize that you have found the happiness that you have been looking for so long and that it was worth your while.


I was not born with a silver spoon. When I was young, I begun asking myself why we have different routines compared to our cousins and other kids. They play all day long while we have to help our parents in the farm. During those times I hated my life and I hated my parents for the reason that we were once a family of farmers. For the other children, weekends and holidays spell a lot of fun. But for us, these were the dreadful times of waking up ahead of the sunrise, gearing up our farm stuff, and getting ready for a days work at the farm. Most of the time my siblings and I endure the envy as we walk past the other kids who are just playing around and most often, too, I endure the embarassment of being seen in my farm clothes while carrying my farming gears for harvesting and plowing. Enevitably so, like any other kids, I have also had my experiences of playing but then again, due to the kind of life we had, there were limitations. “First things first” and playing is not it --- household chores always comes first before anything else.


In school, I was the nerdy type. My daily routine was home-school-home. I hate it when my classmates call me “lampayatot”. I remember one day we had a dance presentation in school, and it really hurt me that my crush didn’t choose me as his partner because I was too thin.

But this did not turn my wheel around, studies were my priorities. I always remember our father's never-ending litany to us, “Education is the only thing we can give you, that nobody can steal it to you”. From those words and from the life I have been through as a child, I slowly dreamed and shaped my goals. I aimed for the best and prayed that something better will come my way.

Above all these things and for all the "bad" things that happened, I still managed to smile and dream that someday all these hate will later turn into love. I still manage to pursue, obey and love my parents. With regards to acceptance I never tried to impress people for them to like me because if I did, I have to keep that image for the rest of my life and it’s hard to be somebody else you are not. What matters most is that I know myself and I know what and who I am inside and out and I know I’m worth it. I know I have friends who knew me for what I am and who I am but accepted me, and who will be there through thick and thin.

Now, whenever confronted with a difficult situation, what I do is no longer hate, I'd rather count the blessings that pass by. Thank God that I am luckier than the others. I don’t compare myself with those who achieved more but think of those people who are less fortunate than I am.

After college, I found a better job. My playmates still playing their games but did not pursue their studies after high school. After all the sacrifices I did, all the childish games I was not able to enjoy, the perseverance and patience I had working with my parents in the farm, I am proud to say that everything paid of well. I am better and enjoying the fruits of my labor now. Currently, I’m still working in the farm, my Farmtown and Farmville in FB. I toil the land and still plant seeds, but here, I am not forced to wake up early in the morning and am not exposed to sunlight but rather sleep late at night. Lastly, I’m not lampayatot anymore; I’m all grown up and have become a sexy lady.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Long Rainy-Summer Weekend

Puerto Galera at a glance
After accomplishing the Aprils heavy workload. It's time to refresh and unwind.Need to relax for at least a couple of days to see the beauty of nature.