Yellow Revolution

Blog # 8

Informal # 8

   Dictatorship sat at the top. Democracy stepped down. People felt such anxiety and grief. Still, they chose a Revolution in a nonviolent way. EDSA Revolution stood up with the hearts of Filipinos filled with nationalism.

   Sprinkled with brown and yellow colors, and the vast blue sky, the stationary Epfianio de los Santos Avenue upheld a peaceful revolution against Marcos. Driven by the corruption they saw for past decade, 2,000,000 civilians were involved in the revolution which longs for democracy. They brought down fear forthe sake of the country's freedom. It wasn't easy. Marcos is firm.

   Time came and Marcos fled the country. Everyone was so much glad of they heard and dance along the streets of Metro Manila. File videos of different broadcasting networks were proofs of the happiness in every Filipino's eyes when Marcos vanished. Obviously, those smiles weren't just a simple smile. It was a smile that lasts forever.

   Sacrifice, perseverance, and nationalism made the way to democracy. It was the effort and love for the country of every Filipino that made them strong to fight for freedom. Indeed it was a remarkable highlight of our nation. We showed to the world what we can do for democracy.

   Anchorman of CBS, Bob Simon said, "We Americans like to think we taught the Filipinos democracy. Well, tonight they are teaching the world."

One Single Day

Blog # 7

Informal Theme # 7

   Again and again, we celebrate Saint Valentine's Day or simply Valentine's Day every 14th day of February. With this, many things happened again in our school. Flowers and special gifts roamed around the campus. For the strong independent people called singles, it's just one heck of a day.

   Nothing's really special for this day but that's only my opinion. I heard my sister telling to mama and papa that at Metro Manila, couples dominate the sidewalks, PUVs, and especially shopping malls. Well, that's life. At some point of our lives we'll depend on someone in terms of affection and love. I think this is not the time yet. More years must be rendered to studies, parents, and other stuffs. 

   Still, I'm in a stage of teenage. I'm aggressive at this kind of thing. I disobey rules. I find it hard to follow what our elders used to say. It is normal right? We are not perfect after all. Teenage years is where we learn little by little the truth about life. BUT to thinks of it, are love and affection upon your intimate companion in life be present everyday and not just this February 14.

   Love never chose a day to arrive in our lives. It comes unexpectedly. Valentine's Day mainly originated from the Christian martyrs called Valentines. What is even the connection? Love for God, I guess. We are given 365 days a year. Valentine's Day is just a single day. We can love those people whom we are concern. We can show love everyday single day of our lives. Valentine's Day is just merely commemoration.

Business Letter

Blog # 6

Informal Theme # 6

February 2011

SCOPEWORKS ASIA INC.

LSL Cmpd., Diode St., 

LISP 1, Brgy. Diezmo,

Cabuyao, Laguna

Sir/Madame:

Greetings!

I would like to have an application under the position of Network Engineer. As I read your requirements presented at Philippine Star's Classified Ads, I am with Bachelor's Degree in Engineering, with 3 years experience, and with skills in CISCO Routing & Switching and Net Infrastructure Design.

I believe that my firm technical experience and good educational background makes me a very competitive applicant for this application. Attached to this letter is my complete resumé.

I can be contacted anytime via e-mail at sancho_cagulada@yahoo.com and via phone at 0927-333-8916.

Thank you so much for your alloted time. I am lookinf forward of having a word with you regarding this employment opportunity.

Respectfully yours,

SANCHO D. CAGULADA, JR.

Friendly Letter

Blog # 5

Informal Theme # 5

Blk. 16 Lot 24, Chrysanthemum St.,

CHES-1, Brgy. Lapidario,

Trece Martires City, Cavite

February , 2011

Dear Ma'am May,

   In a few months, we'll be leaving the junior year. English class in this school year is way too better compared to last year's English classes. I'm not saying that the previous one was unsatisfactory. I think you added the flavors we crave in you English class. Honestly speaking as a sleepyhead, I only fell asleep once during your time. So compared to other subjects, English is one of the subjects garnering my attention. Oh dear, it's so full of comparisons.

   My inner me was really exposed during your class. At first I was really shock that we'll perform speaking activities which is my greatest weakness as a timid person. But as days go on, I learned not to be shy and just be myself. Maybe it isn't obvious to you but I see myself changing a lot for the past 8 months. 

   Having this opportunity, I would like to thank you for all those things you've taught. Include to these is your patience to the III-Nitrogen's misbehavior. We owe you a lot. Those experiences were awesome. I really hope your presence in our senior year as our Spanish teacher. God bless!

Your student,

Sancho

Probably the Worst

Blog # 4

Informal Theme # 4

   We didn't portray the Pantomime our teacher expects. We're doomed. The comments were just too awful to here. After those negative comments, I recalled what I did for the Pantomime. It was insane. I had the feeling of too much perspiration because of shame. As said, it was one of the bad presentation in the whole junior level.

   All of us enjoyed the presentation because of the goofy and silly things we did. My teacher repeats that she wants to laugh but she can't. I haven't experienced that kind of feeling but I think that would be unusual. I can see from ma'am's eyes what she feels. Still, we continued to perform despite the headache we give to her as we go on with our storyline.

   After all, we worked hard for it. We spent hours to finish our presentation. We shared laughters while furnishing our Pantomime. The effort was there, I think so. At least we squeezed out some colorful ideas throughout. At least we opened and shared our ideas to one another.

   For me, there are still certain advantages in this disastrous act. We learned how to listen to those who lead us. We learned to value the ideas of others. We knew how to weigh ideas. We created unity even though the result was outrageous. I'm not trying to say that I don't care about our presentation as long as we express what's inside our mind. It's just that despite the catastrophe, I earned something and that's being unified.

   We are the one responsible for this. We regret for the result, but we'll never forget the experience performing a Pantomime.

2011 Resolutions, Anyone?

Blog # 3

Informal Theme # 3

   2011 is the year of the foreign artists' concerts. Just kidding. Right now we'll be talking about the never-ending saga of my New Year's Resolution. Every year, we see on national television a certain news reporter surveys along the streets of Metro Manila asking what are the Filipinos' resolutions. They always say healthy living, less stress, or maybe more courage to do work. These always fade as the year ends. What's the sense after all?

   Making sense or not, I will be saying all my New Year's resolution. First of all, I would kill the cramming part of me. This was my problem way back 2nd grade. I cry in front of my sister telling her that I'm not yet doing my homeworks. Take note, this is Sunday afternoon. I'm unsure if I am the only lazy child that time. Cramming runs through my veins and I know it will be hard to quit. It is more like a vice.

   Next is a healthy lifestyle. I weigh 45 kg and 163 cm tall. Can you see the inappropriate ratio of these two? I am tall and underweight. Its maybe because of what I eat. The gift God had given me became dirty. I didn't take care of it. I must restore that beauty and that would be a leap of faith. It's so hard to do this thing considering the world had become.

   Lastly, to be a good son to my parents. I've hurt them so much. Time is too short so I want to express my greatest thanks to them. I will never allow the time that it is too late. That't why even though people think I'm old enough not to do this, I still kiss my parents at their cheeks when the mass is at the "peace" part. I value them a lot. They are never replaced by someone else. My parents are my parents. Nothing's the same without them.

Three Things

Blog # 2

Informal Theme # 2

   No one can ever replace the unconditional love of your mother for you. This would be the most touching thing ma'am thought me. I love my parents even though somethings I fight back. Even though I know it was my fault, I still answer back. Later on, I realized the sacrifices they done for me just to live in a life of carefree. Respect and affection is the things they need from us. Compared to what they do for us, what we do is a single dust. We owe them what we are and where we are right now.

   The pain your mother feels is way more than the pain you feel right now. Maybe I would understand this message deeper when I own a family and be responsible for their state of living. But as ma'am tells her story about her son, I can see the unconditional a mother can give to her son. I value my mother. I know deep inside her heart, she loves us so badly that even we hurt her feelings, she wouldn't shout back. I felt sad whenever I realize that answering back to my parents is totally wrong. I see the pain in their eyes.

   We always have a choice, we just have to face the consequences of the choice we made. This is so true. We often say, "I have no choice but to blah", "I never had a choice." I recall myself saying those lines. I was wrong. I always have a choice. It's just that I know that there are certain things will happen if you decided to do this or do that. Consequence says it all. All we have to make is a good decision on the things around us.

Existence of Mine

Blog # 1

Informal Theme # 1

   A light bulb stands for knowledge. It is the idea that will be able to impart ideas to others. But there are certain reasons why some light bulbs remained off. 

   When I was a child, I usually stay inside our house even though compared now, I have lots of free time to spend with. I'm an indoor type of person. During weekends, I prefer to watch TV. After taking my breakfast, I often with my nanny and parents rather than playing outdoors. Though I have friends, I seldom play with them. That's why I developed my skill in drawing. I always lay down on my bed and doodle things. Hours would be like minutes whenever I draw on a paper.

   I reached the stage of puberty and I remained timid. I always find it hard to make friends. New environments shiver me to death. It will take a long time before I can have friends. I also need more time with someone to consider him/her my friend. That's the main thing I dislike about my personality. Before as a new student, whenever my classmates try to befriend me, I always respond awkwardly. Maybe they misinterpret me for being anti-social or whatsoever.

   Far from what we're talking about, I'll tell you about my dreams and future goals. Being true to myself, I want a luxurious one. In particular, I'm pertaining more on my family than of wealth but we'll talk about more on wealth. Fine, it sounds like crazy. First, I want a two-floor petite house. I want a simple one but comprises of the latest urban innovations. I want a heater, jacuzzi, and a whole lot more. I also want a car that suits my future profession. When I was a child, I see myself wearing monkey suit and drives my Honda Civic along the beaming lights of Makati.

   Going back to my personality. The turned-off light bulb is me. It was never easy for me to share what's inside my mind because of my timidness. It came to the point that the spotlight that was supposed to be mine was grabbed by someone else. Now. I try hard to overcome this negative attitude. I try my best to open conversations. Lessons were learned, I guess.