Thursday, June 26, 2008

TRUTH! Are we succumb to grave starvation?



With all the oil price hikes and with all the price strikes in every commodity, can third world countries, especially the Philippines, survive with rice scarcity? Checking the number of rice productivity of the country, with some numbers claimed to be enough, is it really enough to sustain the country within the next 10 years? 20 years?

one sweet banana cue

i got off from the building where i work, at around 9 am. I ride a jeepney going to osmeña boulevard. i was so damned sleepy to open my eyes to see the faces of my co-passengers. i was there, setting at the very end of the seat near the driver's back. time to time, i would disturbed myself to act as awake everytime the jeepney comes into hault then, closed my eyes again. on the course of the 15 minute travel, so many things seemed happened. for one, i thought i am already watching my daily pokemon show at my apartment and just being awaken with " palihug" as i passed the fare to the driver and slept back again. as i closed my eyes back, another scenario flashed and i cannot determine if it was a continuation or another episode of my crazy concious totally unconcious all the time i was dreaming.

when i woke up, we were already at the Cebu Provincial Capital Building at a junction with the Osmeña Blvd., i said to myself atlast less than 2 kilometers more and im already there. trying not to fall asleep again so as not to over on the point of stop (jeepney stop) where im supposed to disembark. the sun is almost on our zenith,it was a quite sunny morning with all the college students of Cebu Doctors University traversing on the streets. it was so pleasing to the eyes with the boys wearing their skyblue polo with their white pants and the girls on their pink and gray combination uniform. i don't exatcly know, why they'd always look very nice and neat, well here is fact, most of the students came from well-off families so difinitely these young men and woman have the advantage of knowing how to carry theirselves very well. second, they have good skin that would compliment to the colors of their uniform making them look refreshing and rich.



with a smooth turn on the round about osmeña circle, i now see quite a number of students wearing yellowish-gold uniform. perceptions are: simple, neat, and that's all. oopps!! but one could not really deny the fact that these kids have brains just by looking at the uniform. i'm not telling that other students from other schools don't have brains, but what i mean is, they are scholars of the people. most of the students came from middle class families to poor. that's why you can really tell the hardship they went through just to go to school. these kids compare to the CDU students they carry big bags loaded with books borrowed from the library. books are very expensive for them, so photo copying or manually copying the texts is one great solution for assignments.

and as we crossed p.del rosario from a not so distant location is my Alma Mater, University of San Carlos, with the theme colors green for freshness, gold for old. as much as i would love to share the bests thing about my Alma Mater i choose not because i might write a very long story about it for all the 4 years of college that i went through. so lets's just save it for another blabbering story.

three, two, one. "Para!!! lugar lang" came out my mouth. yes, im now ready to get off from the jeepney. i went down straight to sanciangko. when i turned right, i smell something yummy for my hungry stomach that i just didn't know it's already starving. and good Lord, i stopped on a side walk banana cue seller. and to alleviate the pain im having in my tummy, i bought one stick and happily writing this with every bite.

Friday, June 6, 2008

the song i sing

most often than not, we find ourselves deeply carried away by certain songs when we are heartbroken than when we are in love. i haven't read any article that explains that nature. would the reason mainly be on the current emotion of the person? because, we see small things as huge when we are hurt. few words mean too much to us. everything we do, we always invest a parcel of how we feel, and we became extremely sensitive. and even hearing a touchy line from a song, we feel the meaning without missing every piece of it. and when it hit the bull's eye, it crushes our heart to death.

personally, i always express my frustrations and heartaches through a song. and the following is one of my favorite. it's rich with emotions. this will allow me telling the right word i wanted to say. here is Mariah Carey in her I don't wanna cry.




Once again we sit in silence
After all is said and done
Only emptiness inside us
Baby, look what we've become
We can make a million promises
But we still won't change
It isn't right to stay together
When we only bring each other pain


Chorus:
I don't wanna cry
Don't wanna cry
Nothing in the world
Could take us back
To where we used to be
Though I've given you my heart and soul
I must find a way of letting go
'Cause baby, I don't wanna cry

Too far apart to bridge the distance
But something keeps us hanging on and on
Pretending not to know the difference
Denying what we had is gone
Every moment we're together
It's just breaking me down
I know we swore it was forever
But it hurts too much to stay around

Chorus

All the magic's gone
There's just a shadow of a memory
Something just went wrong
We can't go on like this, baby
On like this, baby

Chorus

Sunday, June 1, 2008

im scared............

talking about unsual things, tickle one's hungry mind. some five weeks ago, i had this very unforgettable experience. this was not the first one that happened to me. at first i did not believe on it but as i encounter them more, the picture is getting clearer and clearer. it all started when i was in first year college when my cousin gazel happened to be my roommate. gazel has this very amazing capability of seeing things not seen by an ordinary eye. many times already even at a young age, she had seen lots of spine tingling creatures who are living in this world that we're not aware of. Yes, im talking about the supernatural beings; agtas, duwendi, white ladies, black ladies, shadow people and the likes.

i don't have any gift like that of my cousin's but as what they said, if you get along together with people who have opened third-eye its gonna be contageous, you too will be able to see what they saw. the ones that i have seen was a shadow people. as i've researched bout them they have 5 forms and classes. the ones i saw was class number 5, they are totally black with humanoid form at about 3-4 feet and eyes, red. it appeared first on my cousin's birthday. since then, i have experienced a lot of unsual things in my life, one was having sex with a person in my dream, every night, it was all the same clothes, no face, same built. Sometimes i could feel his presence and i just let him do whatever he desired to do. it was scary in the beginning but i got used to it. for the past four years, i observed that he would visit me during the first quarter of every year.



this year, his presence is not that noticeable because i only have less opportunities of sleeping at night. my work oblige me to sleep during the day. but, what really freakened the hell out me was this black creature creeping into my room while i'm asleep. though im sleeping at that time, i am the type of a person who sleeps like a water. with just very little disturbance that can already awaken me, that's why im very sure i'm not the only one inside the room. it was late in the afternoon approximately around five or 6. but i can still see some sunrays diffracted from the holes but when it hit the creature (shadow people), it just absorbed the light. i called my brother's name, but no answer, it ran towards the door. i jump off the bed quickly and ran after the creature, but he's gone like a flash. i went out of the boarding house, and found nothing there. i was catching my breath when a neighbor asked me what happened and why was i shouting. i told him that somebody was inside the room. and he said he saw nobody.

i went back into my bed, and never closed my eyes again.. im really afraid that, that dark creature comes again. i still have the phobia up to now, and with what happened, i will never sleep with lights out again...