Last Chance

Wasn’t really sure on what title to put on this story I made.. it is somehow a story inspired by ideas of a student in the university.. the ups and downs of your life - how you swim or sink.. although I was considering not to put any title on it.. but anyway, hope you guys have the time to read it..

At last, the wind blew a gentle bliss in the humid air. It seemed to be getting hot and he was beginning to sweat. The question still lingered in his mind and the weather was not helping at all. It was supposed to be cool. It was about to rain. But what enveloped him was uncertainty and, inside of him, a void wanting to be filled with the answer he was looking for.

The sound of jeepneys roared as the rocks displaced by the vehicles rubbed against each other. The road was still not developed despite the promises of the politicians a few years back. Motorcycles raced as the first droplets of rain were welcomed by the thirsty land. Students were running to get to the nearest cover under the canteen roof. He can all witness these for he was watching them all. All alone in a table with his pencil and taking down his thoughts.

Drei opened the canteen door. Looked up the gray sky and whispered to himself in a voice clear enough for the other stranded students to hear. "Eh, mas okey nang ganito keysa naman nasa klase at nakikinig sa boring na lecture." "Oo nga", answered a student in the crowd while giving Drei a high five. Perhaps that was the kind of mentality that he radiates in the student council. maybe not. Some bastard who forgot his place in the university or his primary duty as a student-leader or perhaps a student-athlete wherein, in both cases, ’student’ came first. So stupid to believe that being famous was very important.

He took his eyes off the brute while his hand continued to scribble symbols endlessly on the notebook. A faint voice filled with worry reached his ears. "Malelate na talaga ako.." He knew her but couldn’t remember her name. Lei? Lisa? Leisa? Or something like that. She’s part of the school paper, a writer who shares her ideas voicing out the good of the students. She’s a regular student in her course, someone marching at the end of the year with honors, cum laude at the very least. A person with character and someone who will be important to the society.

The subtle moment ended with a snap. The rain poured heavier like angry stones smashing on the tin roof. She got her plastic folder and got ready to run in the midst of the rain. She can’t miss her classes; not today.  When she was about to take her first step, a hand grabbed her by the elbow. "Ang KJ mo naman, ‘wag mo sabihin papasok ka tlga sa klase mo? Isang absent naman diyan.." She replied, "wag mo kng itulad sa iyo Drei, bitawan mo ako please". And the rain kept pouring very hard.

He could not just sit there. He laid his pencil down and rushed towards the crowd of students. Everything happened too fast that all that was heard was a loud thud. Drei was down, managed to grin and addressed the person that hit him. "Anong eksena ba ito? Alam mong IKAW ay aKo. Kaya mo pa bang magkunwaring tulad ka nila?". He just stood there in silence. Turned his back away from the guy on the floor and faced the girl. He looked at her; tried to find something in her eyes. But he was not sure anymore. In no time, she turned away.. faded away..

He couldn’t find an answer.  In a few months the year will end. For a moment he was confused but it was all clear now. Maybe this was the answer. To give himself a chance. To maybe stop existing and take a fresh start. Maybe, just maybe, he could change the ending of this chapter — the ending he always wanted..

A Sad Reality

 

 

Sometimes, even when all you want to do is to help,

when things fall apart you get the blame of it..

 

 

Boston Celtics.. 2008 NBA champs!

The NBA season has ended and the efforts of the teams have paid off. A year long quest and it has finally came to its deciding end - giving away the gold to the one that is more hungry for an NBA title, a championship ring. The Boston Celtics’ big three - Paul pierce, Ray Allen, and Kevin Garnett - showed that they are more hungry for the championship than the Kobe Bryant’s Los Angeles Lakers.

The Celtics beat the Lakers in Game 6, outscoring the lakers in a blowout in a run in the late 2nd quarter.  Leaving out the Laker’s star, Kobe Bryant sitting the game in the 4th quarter. The final score was 131 - 92. Congratulations to Paul Pierce for winning the MVP and to the entire team for winning the championship.  This is Boston’s 17th NBA title! and the FIRST ONE since 1986!!!!

great week..

 

It is now the first days of school. Normally, I will be in my classes and not doing much about the upcoming first years in UP Mindanao.. hehe.. But i guess I need to have some changes this year.. wahehe

With the units I have this semester, for the first time, I do not have any classes during tuesdays. I was also shocked when during the block encounter my name was announced by OSA on the stage as I will be a facilitor for BSCS block encounter for the first year studs to give them some first-hand insights to UP and share to them some "survival" tips. Also, I was the acting Chairperson for our college council until the next election - a few months from now. Then I was also informed that I will still be the External Vice President for our comsci organization.. phew!.. guess I don’t have time to relax still.. emoticon emoticon

The challenges still has not stopped as I opened my mail.. Being the President for a Regional Organization of IT and Comsci Students last year, I was happy to be contacted by an ICT Organization for possible activities for students.. Can’t wait to open this to the new set of officers - FYI I still have some love for this organization coz it helped me grow a lot.. hehe..

It is also good to hear from my past boss (from my OJT) and to speak to him about life.. 

I guess I might have been blinded by the things I did last year that I was so busy of things to forget myself.. Now, I am looking forward to every rest and enjoyment that comes into my way..

I second Sheng’s motion! hehe.. TGIF!!! indeed!..

 

Me and my Guitar..

 

 * strum * *strum*..

 nothing beats the sound of my guitar in the calm night with the surronding sounds of the crickets.. Well, our place is located in an area of the city where nature is still preserved.. hehe..

My kuya turned on  the computer and played "teardrops on my guitar" by Taylor Swift  in his playlist  and the intro went on..  *music* well, i know you guys know  how the intro goes on..  Honestly, since this came out last year,  I really liked to play it  in an acoustic kind of way..  I surely liked the  style it had which is very much playable with an acoustic guitar..  I then realized that it has been so long since it came out and I wanted to play this but I got very busy with life that I did not have any time to play my guitar for so long. And I wanted to get this song now!…

In the middle of my *kapa* mode.. hehe.. I realized something.. some PEOPLE seem to accuse mo of something.. ever time I share that I liked a song, those people say that I liked the song because I felt that feeling before or I can relate to it.. For so long I tried to explain that it is not the case and for so long I have tried to analyze..

I think it is because I, myself, am a performer.. And as a performer.. the starting element that makes me like a song is the idea that I know I can play it with my guitar. then I like songs from which I can feel the feeling and seriousness of the Singer while singing the song and delivering the proper message of the song. If some of my friends think that I can sing, that’s only an IF (hehe), it is because, I think, I sing seriously and I love singing. I put my place in the shoes of the singer and tries to feel the feeling that he/she felt while singing the song so that I can somehow deliver it with the right feelings..And I so wanted to make my audience feel the song the way I felt it.. And at times, songs like these are mostly songs like "teardrops on my guitar" wherein the feeling (might) be sad.. since people, for me, are more sensitive to these feelings of love and emotions or tragic experiences about love.

I feel the song while listening to it.. Not relating it to myself before listening to it.. I am a performer and I like to deliver the right (for me) message of the song to my audience not realizing that I sometimes feel the pain or happiness of the message of the song for myself.. I like performing for my shyan.. I Liked performers upon which I can feel their performance maybe that’s why I am doing it also.. I remember writing an article when I was in high school that my bestfriend was my guitar and I guess it is still true today.. :)
                                         

…"the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star…"

Going Busy..aaayy

finally!.. I got some time to do some updates.. :)

 have been very very busy these past few days.. just got off from the crazy enrollment of UP.. well at least, I can say that the enrollment this year is quite smoother than what I expected - quite smoother than last year. hehe.. I am officially enrolled now.. and officially prepared to make it to my last year of school.. Just got back from shopping with my tita.. and fortunately I got to purchase some notebooks (to say that I am feeling like a student this semester).. wahehehehe

thanks for the visit!.. *wink* 

Finally!.. Isla Reta Pics!

Woohh!!.. Weekend getaway to Isla Reta with my workmates!!.. No work!! And definitely pure fun and pure busog!!! hehehhe.. Isla reta!….

           

 then the travel…

     

 the arrival and instant eating…                 

     

  the models…

             

  the front and the back..

        

   the voyage…

   

  the BAWAL..

 

  and…

  THE NEW SEASON…