Ang problemang di natin napapansin

Hindi ba't tayong mga Pilipino ay likas na matulungin at mapagmahal?
Bakit sa mga nakikita ko, marami paring nangangailangan ng tulong sa ating bansa.
Di naman sa nagiging medyo nasyonalista ako, pero ito ang totoo. Ang mga taong may kapasidad na tumulong ay hindi umiimik, habang ang mga taong siyang hirap sa buhay at nangangailangan ng tulong ang siyang nagbibigay ng tulong hanggang sa kanyang makakaya.

Tayong mga Pilipino ay maingat sa ating mga tradisyon. Kaya nga ang mga taong mas matanda sa ating mga kabataan ng isang generation ang siyang nagpapanatili ng mga tradisyon. Ngunit bakit sadyang nagbabago ang mga Pilipino. Mas pinagtutuunan ng pansin ang paggamit ng Ingles kaysa sa kanilang sariling wika? Ako mismo ay biktima sa ganitong pangyayri. Sabihin na nating medyo akalaing "sosyal" kapag ikaw ay nagsasalita sa Ingles, at ito ay malaking bagay kung ikaw ay papasok sa larangan negosyo, pero bakit sadyang mas pinipili natin itong wikang HIRAM lang natin sa ibang bansa? Sabihin na nating edyo nagiging hypocrito ako o balimbing sa aking pagsulat ng artikulong ito ngunit ito ang ninanais ko.

Simple lang ang nais kong sabihin. Una, ang pagsasalita ng Ingles ay hindi simbolo ng pagiging "Conyo" o ang pagka-sosyal. Ang paggamit ng nasabing wika ay isang paraan lamang upang gumaling sa pagsasalita nito at gamitin ng tama kapag kinakailangan na. Hindi naman nararapat na bigyan natin ng magarbang "accent" ang ating pagsasalita ng Ingles sapagkat di naman tayo parte ng bansa na pinanggalingan ng naturang "accent" na ito. Ang hatol ko sa mga taong nagsasabing "Conyo" ang mga nagsasalita ng Ingles ay: kayo ba, hindi ba kayo nagsasalita paminsan ng Ingles?

Pangalawa, hindi naman sa may galit ako sa mga dayuhang bansa, pero sana naman ay pagtuunan natin ng pansin ang mga bagay na nasa ating bansa tulad ng mga lugar, pagkain, produkto at iba pa. Mainam na sambahin natin ang kagalingan ng ibang bansa paminsan minsan, pero sana mas paunlarin muna natin ang mga bagay na sariling atin. katulad nalang ng pinakabagong produkto ng katalinuhan ng mga Pilipino, ang "E-Jeep" o ang "Electronically powered Jeepney". Isa itong patunay na ninanais nating umunlad ngunit dinadahan dahan natin.

Panghuli, magbigay tiwala naman tayo sa ating mga nahalal na mga pinuno. Sila ang mga taong may kapasida na magbigay ng malaking tulong sa ating bansa. Mainam lamang na tayo ay magbigay tiwala sa kanila upang sa awa ng Diyos ay matauhan ang mga nangungurakot at magtuon ng pansin sa mga mahihirap at nangangailangan sa ating bansa.

Ayan ang aking mga tatlong hatol. Sumulong tayo mga Pilipino at kaya nating abutin ang ating mga pangarap. Tulungan lang iyan, pagtiwala at panalangin sa Diyos ang siyang tutulong satin umangat.

Hanggang sa susunod muli. MABUHAY TAYONG MGA PILIPINO!.

The Night with You

I lay here, right beside you
Cold and tired with the work we did.
We talked a little about life and stuff,
Staring at each other, eye-to-eye
Filled me with warmth.

It is you, whom I could talk to,
It is you whom I could lean to
I would not want to spend this night with
Anyone else but you.

I don’t care about the people,
All the pain that they give us,
I just want to spend this night with you

Slowly now we drift away,
To the place that we can’t say.
I say to you goodnight,
But I still see you in my dreams.
I never want this moment to pass,
The night with you is just so fast.
I wanna be with you…

Nakakainis na kaibigan

Araw-araw siya'y aking nakikita
Palaging nangungulit at nagkakasala
Nanggugulo ng guro na lubhang naghihirap
sa kanyang tingin ito'y puro saya at sarap

Tang ina mo! Oo gago!
Lahat ng tao ay may galit sayo
Hindi mo lang alam pero ito'y totoo.
At ako'y tatawa nalang at titingin sayo

Inakalamong may tatakbuhan ka?
Patawad pero,talagang wala na.
Nais mo pa bang ito'y ipagpatuloy
Baka sa huli ika'y maging isang taong palaboy-laboy

O ano, kontento ka na ba?
Hihintayin ko nalang na ika'y malunod sa luha
Iiyak na parang isang maliit na bata
Pupunta sa isang sulok, magsusumbong at wala nang magagawa!

Ayan, second year poem ko pa ito. di lang napublish kasi nawala.
Sa tingin niyo siya parin ang tinutukoy dito?
Di natin alam, baka oo, baka hindi
hahahaha....

Araw na ika'y muling napahiya

Nagalit ka at napahiya
Ngayo'y natahimik at malapit nang umiyak
May isang parte sa akin na pilit na sumasaya
Parang nais ko nalang tumawa sa tuwing ika'y unti-unting nabibiyak.

Tinanong mo kasi ang oras
At malas mo at ika'y nahuli
Masyado ka sigurong nagsalita ng malakas
Kaya di na ikaw nakatago at nakakubli

Nakatingin ka pa at parang angas
Nakakatawa talagang makita at ika'y natalo
Kinagat at nalason ng isang masuklam na ahas
Di na nakatayo at nakaganti, uminit na lamang ang ulo

Hay nako ipagpatuloy mo lang yan
ika'y nagsisilbing comedya di lang sa akin kundi para sa kanila
Wag ka na sanang tumahimik para lagi kang madatnan
Tatawagin ng guro, papahiyain a iiyak ka!!!

matagal ko na itong naisulat ngunit di ko lang nailagay agad. Nagyari ito noong hulyo 3, 2006.
para sa taong natamaan, pasensya na. ngunit sa mga oras na iyon ay alam mo na may natatagong galit pa ako sayo.
Kung maaari ay sana kayo'y makapaglagay ng komenta....
Salamat

"Bakit ka ba ganyan?"

Ganayan ka ba talaga?
Nagtatago lang sa isang maskara
Ngayon lang nagpakita
At nagpahamak ng iba

Nang simula kitang makilala
Akala ko'y mabait kang talaga
Ngiti at tawa
Ay aking laging nakikita

Ngayo'y hindi na tayo nag-uusap
Ni hindi na tayo nagkikita
Siguro ito ay hanggang pangarap
Nalang natin madarama

Pero, sa mga sandali
Nais muli ktang makita
Upang malaman mo ang iyong pagkakamali
at magbalik sa taong dati kong nakilala

Iniisip mo ba ang iyong mga ginagawa?
Inaalala mo ba ang kalagayan ng iba?
Hindi mo ba alam na nakkasakit ka na.
At higit sa lahat kaibigan ko pa

Alam mo ba ang nararamdaman niya?
palagi nalang malungkot dahil sinaktan mo siya
Nakikinig ka ba?
kung hindi; ang pagsasalita kong 'toy walang kuwenta.

"Isang taong Gago!"

Gago ka, putang ina!
Akala mo isa kang magaling pero di naman pala.
Siguro dati aminin kong hinahangaan kita,
Pero ngayon isa ka nang walang kuwenta na tinitignan nalang sa ibaba.

Nagpapatawa ka, pero wala nang tumatawa.
Nagpapakaastig ka pero di naman maporma.
Nangaasar ng tao para lamang sumaya,
Napapahiya naman, nanliliit at umiiyak na lamang sa loob niya.

Tumahimik ka na nga! para kang sirang plaka!
Gumagaya lang sa style ng iba at akalang cool siya.
Hindi pare! nakakahiya ka pa!
Isa kang walang kuwenta, nakikisakay lang sa hirit ng iba.

Akala mo batas ka?
Lumusot ka lang at nakapagisip ng pangkontra
Ano bang problema mo at ikaw ay laging ganyan?
KSP!Gago! Tang ina! Di na uso yan!

Ang tula na ito ay para sa taong sobrang KSP at gago na nakakinis na maging kasama. Alam mo kung sino ka. kung sa tingin mo ikaw ang pinatatamaan ko, MAGBAGO KA NA. Di na uso ang style mo tol!

"At the sight of my first love"

I stare at your wonderful face
That smile that makes my heart beat to such a fast pace
It really has been a while since we last met
That is why I really don't know how exciting this evening could get.

You're there with your mom and sis
Having quality time, eating, having a good time
I look at you with that smile that gives me bliss
This seems to obvious that I would stand there in front of you and act like a mime.

Now you leave, how quick does time fly,
From the moment I said hi, to the moment you said goodbye
Till then my sweet, will we share our glance again and meet.
Till then will I once again see you and give you a cheerful greet.

This poem is dedicated to that person that makes my life happy. though we didn't end up being with each other, I still love her with all my heart.

Confessions a third year student.....

It has been a while since I last checked and updated my blog.
And indeed a lot has happened during that time.
First, I am already in third year high school(same school of course) and already in my last trimester.
Second, I am already 14! and next June I'm gonna be 15!
And finally, all throughout the time, I spent in sadness and tears........(sniff).

So now I am here just sitting near our counter table, typing this entry thinking on what to write and what not to write.
In the past I had a choice, a choice that could make me or break me. And in the end I ended up making the right decission. But now, why do I feel that what I chose was wrong. Maybe it was because of the other that disliked my decission.

My third year days are about to be over, only a few months left and I can finally reach fourth year and finally be able to graduate. But for some I believe they are already assured of their promotion but I am not.

My life as a student these past months was not that easy. I experienced hard times academically and socially.

In academics, the pressure was on when I first knew that the grades that I will be getting are the grades that will be submitted for college. I even t advance courses t prepare me for what I think was the hardest subject, Geometry. And still, I somehow can not cope up to the standards.
What is wrong with me?!.........

In my social life, all I can say is that a lot of tears were shed not only on the outside but also in the inside(the time when you want to cry but you just keep it in (ouch!..)).
And it's hard to avoid because you do not know why. I lost friends, and I made new ones.
Also this year, I had a close relationship with God. All thanks to Days with the Lord.
Still now I shed tears, for everyday I spent is a day full of hardships and insults.(sniff)

Then again, there are still some people who do care for me. A classmate of mine once told me that "Don't look at the negative things before you see the positive things" And that was also shared to the class by our moderator.

I still have much to say, but I only have limited time. In the next entry I shall continue.

Till then, love life , love your family and friends, and of course love God.

Please leave a comment if you want.
-Nightwing305

Betrayed by your own friend

By: FireBall_669
June 9, 2005

Hey look! There’s free slot in the officers list. And it’s not just any slot, it’s the slot for vice president.
Should I take it or should I not?
Will they vote for me or would they not?

These questions bother the mind of a young student of a prestigious and exclusive school located somewhere in Quezon City.

Why does it bother the child’s mind you ask?

Well first of all, what was going to happen just finished this afternoon. The class of the boy
had an elections on the position of vice president for the class officers. The boy was really excited and really into it before this even happened. The moment he knew that the former class president was re-sectioned, he immediately had intentions in taking over the slot of vice president.

Maybe it was because of the responsibility?
Maybe it was for honor?
Maybe it was for the benefit of his class?

Well the answer is all of them.
He wanted to change his class, mold them into fully grown gentlemen. He wanted to take every opportunity he had to be active in school, so that he would be recognized (in short he wanted popularity). He also wanted the responsibility to train him in being a good leader. He wanted most is honor for his parents.

Sure! Why not! Go give it a try.
So he did.

On the day of the elections on the start of class the other competitions he had were always approaching him and shaking his hand. It was weird because it didn’t mean anything. One of his friends approached him and asked if he was going to run for the position of vice president. He said yes and asked why. His friend told him that he didn’t have anyone to vote. Being the secretary in all, he didn’t care about the class as long as he is not affected.

The election took place, and the nominations are up. The first person nominated was the boy, and he was nominated by his greatest contender. Going on, the nominations were through and the voting ceremony is starting. since the boy was the first to be nominated, he was the first to see how man votes he has. The voting was in the “Show of hands” format. At the end of the voting ceremony, the boy got the lowest number of votes, and only two from the class voted for him, Himself and another classmate. He was surprised because his friend voted another person and not him. In short, HE BETRAYED HIM.
The boy in the story is me. Yes, me the author of this article.

The reason for writing this article is just plain old ANGER and HATE.

To the person I am trying to point out, you know who you are, WHY DID YOU DO IT? WHY DID YOU BETRAY ME?

To the newly appointed vice president of the class, CONGRATULATIONS! I belive you deserve the position better than anyone else. Hope you do a great job throughout the whole year. I will always support you. Ingatz:D

This ends my article…
Thanks for reading. Hope you comment on this afterwards, thanks and God bless!

oh and before I forget, FireBall_669 is my new name.