A ripple in my reflection

With my brows tied in a knot, quill at hand, my mind flying through out the window, I have come to realize that life has something more to it. With the new discoveries in myself that I have unfolded, I have yet to face another challenge in my life.

An Iris-Message

At the break of dawn, a swift breeze swept across my face, enveloping me in a tight embrace. And as the sun rose from its sleep, a rainbow magnificently thrive the world, showering everything in its beautiful shower of pixie dust. It illuminated beauty, power, confidence. It nearly overwhelmed me when a brisk light blinded me. It was swift, fast like the running wind.

Sparks City

The world has come to face the vast dominance of technology in its domain. And yet, the new change has drowned the stars to full content into dark oblivion, eradicating their eminent existence.
Sparks City has yet to replace the world with it's flashy glamour. . .

True Calling

And so the world was full of trickery. Cruel as it is unjust, who could have predicted the chaos, and likely to be of trojan war, the world could turn out to be?
Where the brisk sun cuts through the horizon, where the sky meets the earth, I've come to witness the majestic birth of a hero yet to be discovered of his firm belief that education is the first step in achieving your long visioned dreams.
In my sufficient existence over the years, one soul stood against the growing dilemma of not attending your classes.

Its a bird! Its a plane! No its SUPER-BESTFRIEND!

Who would you call if problems get in your way and gets up to your height and that they almost drown you? Do you call for Superman or for Batman?

Well as for me, superheroes such as them doesn't exist in my world of fantasies. I have my friends to be the knight and shining armor that you meet in the stories you read or the superhumans that you look up to in the movies and in the comic magazines. I'm with them everyday. So with that, I feel very safe not to mind that I'm crowded with friends. But to be more specific with this superhero thing, I have one hero best friend in mind.

And with every single breath that I take everyday, she's there to make it the best. She's there to catch my every fall, every tear that is shed form the corner of my eyes, every hair that falls from the top of my head. She's the support that I need to continue on with my fragile life. She gives a patient ear to everything that I have to say. Even if it bores her to death. But hey, she's my superhuman and she can withstand anything including my boring and nonsense emotional break downs. She bears the heart of a lion, and she bears a pure heart of gold. She's always there to help me around, always there to kiss my wounds.

She's amazing. She's the tone that makes my laugh, the lines that draws my smile. Without her, I wouldn't be this happy with my life. Jennica Prudencio is simply my hero, because everyday, she makes me happy and she makes me feel good that no one ever made me feel. And that is all that I need to keep on going.

She's no bird, no plane, and she's definitely not Superman. She's Jennica Prudencio, my super-bestfriend.

Words Not Dared Spoken

Streets have grown to be silent of the country's innate language. What ever happened to using our "Wikang Filipino"? Are we not ,Filipino men, required to speak our dialect? Confused as already am, what's the use of our "Wikang Filipino"?
Language is a form of communication wherein two people can comprehend clearly, without obscurity, what each other is trying to imply. The world maybe facing now the change of growth in technology but does that mean that our language has to go with the flow too?
"Wikang Filipino" is what makes us Filipinos, Filipinos. It is what makes us who we are and defines us what we are. We, Filipinos, are known for our language throughout the globe. But with the rapid growth of change, is it necessary for us to neglect the fact that Filipino is our language? I mean does it require also for it to change?
Yes, we may have any form of communication we want, but what about out "Wikang Filipino"? Are we not to use it still?
I'm a concerned Filipino saying that change is very much evident. This "Buwan ng Wika", let's fight for what we believe in. And through the fire we must.
Wikang Filipino wants to be free.

Footprints on the Sand

I've always saw the world in its ideal state. Life may has its flaws but it never ceases to let you taste the better side of it. Mistakes happen to those who are human. Consequences takes their toll where you need to realize that life is life. No ore. No less.

As far as I have come to this great expedition of my life, I was afraid of making mistakes. But along the way, I have grown to see that there is more to life than just the circumstances at hand.

Reminiscing back, I've gathered up a lot of things along the way. I was formaly introduced to blog and get myself immediately engrossed on the new hobby. And now I am a certified Blogger Addict.

One of the many things I've learned is to honestly correct myself of my grammar on the posts I publish online. In line with this statement, the blog served s an outlet for my thoughts that way back before, I never tend to share to the public.

Moreover, focusing on our subject ICT which is held liable for the oppurtunity we had to make our blog, browsing back, for the past few days we've learned about the term blog which is excerpted from the words web and log or on deeper understanding, blog is a portmanteau that means a combination of two words.

Problems are inevitable. They come and go but they never stay for that long until you learn the lesson you need in your life. One problem I can cite is that of composing the content of my blog. With this notation circulating in my mind, I'd start to gather data for my blog together with very able aid of my faithful companion; the dictionary.

Truly inevitable as they all are, problems are there to let you see for what life is really all about.

Moving on, I will continue on leaving footprints on the sand. And maybe someday, I'd reminisce back to these days and laugh at how childish I've been.