A Fairy Tale

There was once an Alchemist who was famous for turning lead into gold.

A curious girl decided one day that she should see the alchemist and learn from him.

He joined a group of disciples who are learning from the alchemist.
All of which came from different parts of the country and thus there is no language that can unite them, and they cannot talk with each other.
There is a language they all understood, the one spoken by the Alchemist,But no matter how they try nobody can communicate using that language.


Everyday, she went to the house of the Alchemist to learn.
Within the lecture, She did not speak to anyone, except with the Alchemist.

The Alchemist was young, much younger that you can imagine, for he is just 7 years older than she.
And he has an infectious smile that always greeted her; He cheered and encourage her when she can't do anything that he taught her.
He would exchange witty jokes with her, and before she knew it.
She was deep in love with her Master.

But he didn't know. She couldn't let him know; She kept it all for herself.
And she was jealous when he is with any other woman. but she kept it all inside.

and before anybody notice, She has turned lead into gold.
And he felt she no longer needed him.
and he asked her not to attend his lessons anymore.
and she agreed so she wouldn't envy anyone again for she knows,
it was sinful to hate anyone that has done nothing wrong to her.

She wanted to hug him for the first and last time.
but her heart beated so fast and she turned away without any ado.

But she misses him.... even now...

but that was the end of the story.
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A typical fairy tale ends in a happy ending. Do you want to know why? Because we want to believe in them, in happy endings.
So that the hope that is instilled into us grows, before real-life experiences destroy it.
So it will grow roots to hold itself against the storm.

but I give up.

Even though I still miss him...

REACTION?

I swear, I am not an activist, I am not one of the so-called leftists, that barks at every move of the government.
I did not join any rally prior to this one.

But it really saddens me (infuriates me, rather) to see how people react badly at this issue. Why?

Have you ever tried walking down the halls of PGH?
Have you ever seen a patient,whose internal organ is exposed, waiting patiently in line, hoping to be admitted, at least before he passed out?
(PGH shares its budget with UP-Manila)

And yes. We walked out of class, we walked out of the comforts of our classroom. (if there is anything comfortable there).
Shouting, even if no one is listening; fighting even if there is no honor to be chased. We fight for our existence.

Who would want to go out in the sun, walking tirelessly, when we could just go home and sink to our books?
Who would want to shout when everything we say will be faced with a deafening silence?
Who would want to fight, when there's no reward to face after the war; when there's nothing but criticism at the end of the day?

But we did walk, we did shout, we did fight,

bearing in mind the days, when we are in our chemistry laboratories, recycling some used litmus paper;
in our biology classes, when we have to use some washed Wilkins bottles as an improvised spirometers;
in our history classes, a class of 40 students squeezes themselves inside a classroom that is smaller than your average CR.
in our libraries, where the newest book editions were the ones published 10 years ago.

Yes, we refuse to be silenced, but that is what school has been teaching us ever since- to fight for what we think is right.

Yes, we may have thrown away the times that should have been used to study/work. But we compensate for it. We are studying double the time, so we may prove our worth as your beneficiaries.
(In fact, I've stayed up the whole night trying to finish the reading assignments to compensate for the class hours that we've lost.) We study, we try to work it out, we've tried to improvise, Ipinagsisiksikan hangga't kaya. We babble, but we are working it out also.

By this, are we making ourselves some ingrateful bastards, who knows nothing 'bout to complain and shout on the streets?

Yes, we are privileged. UP has been the "University of the Privileged", but since when?
Budget cuts translates into TOFIs (Tuition and Other Fees Increase), and TOFIs translates into student population of those "privileged enough to pay".

We are destroying the country?! think.
If the studentry of the SUC's will be composed only of those who can pay, do you think the poor people, like me, will have any chance to chase for our dreams?
Did you think this country has any chance to alleviate its present condition?
We know nothing but to babble. maybe.

If you really think it's wrong to ask for more budget allocation for education, where would you rather place the budget from your taxes?

Look, please, look, at where the budget is going; where your money is going.
Yes, the army needs more guns and bullets than we need our books and classrooms.

It makes me sad. It really does.

Falling Stars

“When you forget me
When you don’t remember my name
Not even a memory
Somewhere in the back of your brain
I won’t be offended
‘Cause I always knew that the day
Would come when I’m not enough to make you stay”

-Falling Stars
(David Archuleta)

I recently bought David Archuleta’s album, The Other Side of Down. I personally thought his songs now, compared to his debut album- David Archuleta, are more personal. I close my eyes and I could feel him talking to me. I don’t know about you, but his songs make me feel like I’ve known him fully. Maybe it’s the use of “you”; it’s like conversing with him.

Have you tried listening to “Falling Stars” or “My Kind of Perfect” or “Something ‘bout Love”? That’s to proving my point.

In conversing with you, he makes you ponder on the lyrics, thus, inspiring you. I mean, it inspires me, I don’t know about you (again).

I miss David Archuleta. Not that I’ve known him personally, but I miss being his fan, I miss visiting his fan sites more often than I visit my Facebook. I miss playing “Barriers” and “Desperate” when I’m hopeless; “You Can” and “Angels” when I daydream. I miss staring at his face on the album cover when I’m not doing anything. I miss waiting patiently for his new video blog every other day.

I miss being a fan.

David, I’m glad you came here to remind me of how enticed I am when you sing. I know you don’t know me. I practically drowned in the sea of your fans when you sang at sky dome, but that doesn’t change anything, I am a fan again. After two years, it’s your album that’s playing on repeat.

I sing because of you.

If ask what must be my absolute favorites song on the album, I’d say it’s “My Kind of Perfect”. It’s so dreamy and sincere. When you listen to it, you’ll feel like it’s just you, David and his piano. And if you’re a dreaming Cinderella, you might just imagine yourself being his “kind of perfect”.

“Falling stars” makes you feel David is saying goodbye. It made me cry. It really did! It made me feel guilty that I’ve been ashamed of being his fan. I hate those two years in college, where I always deny that I’m still a fan. I’m back.

And I didn’t forget you. I just pretended that I did.
I remember your name, your smile, and your songs.
Every memory is treasured and intact.
Your songs are enough to make me stay.
Yes, we will stay.
You’ll always be my star; you’ll never fall out again.

Isang byahe sa fx

Life is a ride. Naks! Ganda ng simula no? Bweno, ito ay post mula sa isang byahe sa fx.

Syempre, dahil walang masakyan, kahit siksikan, ipagpipilitan. Minsan, ganito sa totoong buhay, you have to push through, kahit ano pang mangyari. Minsan effort lang natin yung kailangan para magawa natin yung gusto natin. Kailangang makipagsiksikan kung baga.

Ang problema kasi, mataba ako. (I'd like to believe na hindi naman masyado).. Eh syempre, dahil, siksikan nga, at mataba ka, you will have to face the stern looks of the people around you. Parang sinasabing "wag ka na!!"o kaya "sikip na nga, sisiksik ka pa?". Pero minsan you have to ignore what other people say or think about you. You have to think selfishly (minsan lang naman!) para may marating ka nman sa buhay mo.(kung hindi, ehh di baka, di ako makakauwi di ba?)

so, ayun, on with the ride. Bumaba yung nasa tabi ko. (yay!) lumuwag! Yay! So habang wala pa akong katabi, sinasamantala ko yung pagrerelax. Take advantage of what you have or rather, UTILIZE it. Ito ay synonymous din, with, grab every opportunity that comes to you, you'll never know if the same luck comes twice.

So, ayun, tumigil yung sasakyan, may sumakay ulit. Sumikip na naman. This time, I plastered a smile on my face. It could be the time to look stern, and take a revenge. Pero sabi nga ng pinaka-gasgas na quote na alam ko, "do not do unto others, what you do not want others do unto you"

tapos napigtas yung tsinelas ko, (okay malas ko na talaga). Pero wala ehh, You have to be cool about things, hindi naman kasalanan ng tsinelas mo kung maputol man siya, di ba?

Nakatulog naman ako, kaya wala akong masyadong nakita, minsan kasi, "you have to keep your eyes open", because, you may not want to miss a thing. LOL.

So ayun nakababa na ko. Haha.. All of these things were typed inside the fx, la lang! :))