Fandom and Fans : Wake up! This is Reality

I have my fandom and I love it. But I learned so many things in it, and I’m gonna share you a bit about it.

Keep real friendship, earn respect, value trust and don’t believe in everything you see or hear.

In JE fandom~

1.     Respect every video and music uploaders~ Give credits, say thank you messages, no bad-mouthing, and follow their rules.

2.    In forums, clubs, groups etc~ Fandom maybe sharing but learn to follow rules. Keep your mouth shut when a particular cluster said so.

3.    To the fans~ learn to limit yourself.

Yheah, I myself have leaked something precious to a person I thought I could trust also but I ended up being betrayed and hurting the primary people involved. That person told to other people the information. I learned my lessons and I’m writing this to tell you something you probably don’t know.

What do I mean by “LIMIT YOURSELF”? To the fans~

There are some things that you can publicly share/reveal just because you personally found out about it. There are private things fans shouldn’t get themselves into. Sometimes, because we think that this is FANDOM, it’s okay to tell everyone what we think can be publicized when in reality, it should have been private. It’s horrible knowing that sometimes we become this type of fans. Trash fans as some may call it. We were so obsessed of being in fandom that we tend to be like someone popular in this world too by being like paparazzi who try to reveal everything about our favorite artists, not minding whether it is private or public.

Fans always blame Johnny-san, the Staffs, paparazzi’s, Hey Say Shoujo, Magazines, Interviewers, or other people… when something bad happens or news, etc. But have you ever tried blaming yourselves? I did. How about you? Yes? No? No. Reason, because you are fans. And you always thought you are one heck good of a fan. Well, I’m gonna tell you the reality. The real thing is sometimes, it is the fans’ fault why Johnny-san would at times disband a JE group or kick out an individual artist.

Minna, please stop posting, blogging or writing about JE stuffs unless it is officially announced to the public by JE itself. You know why? Because sometimes, it’s what we posts that creates chaos and rumors around the fandom world. One day, NYC, Arashi, NEWS, or much more is Hey Say JUMP might end up getting disbanded or lose members because of the privacy leakage fans posts online etc. about what they know or find out about the JE Artists.

            It may be your right to have freedom to do whatever you like to post but there are times that it is not just right. Sometimes we say that we just wanted to reveal the truth and only the truth and share it to our fellow readers or fans. (What? Are we reporters now? From Paparazzi to reporters and what’s next? Private investigators? Tsk tsk.)

Guys, you don’t want the truth. You want a story. Because of the fan’s sometimes bad obsession, you turn your idols’ lives into your own little reality show. You build them up into a big celebrity just so you can tear them down in public. Fans’ take away the freedom, privacy, honesty to their idols. So

When one said no re-uploading, re-posting or keep things that you read/hear as a secret because of confidentiality~ ONEGAI~ please do obey it. If more JE groups would get disbanded because fans get out of hand, congratulations, you’ve created a celebrity topic. But don’t blame other people, instead try to blame your little witty attitude as a fan.

That’s all I wanna say.

 

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Credits to Disney, JE, and MOPY (LoLz)...

Qoutes for everyone...

Life is something we should live in present looking for the future by
taking lessons from the past.

Posers are not bad unless they try to ruin somebody else's personality. Impersonators, CosPlayers, etc... They are considered as posers. So what's wrong with being someone who wants to imitate somebody? We just have to learn to accept that things are not always as easy as we think they are.......

Teachers are not only those who received diploma from the Education Department. Everybody can be a teacher. Even the baby from a Mom's womb. Even the blind, the hand/feet-less, the deaf etc... Each and everyone of us, are teacher in our own ways. We just have to live by the good side of choices we do in our lives. And not be selfish to save the lives of others.

If you don't want people passing over you, don't block the hallway!

 

Things cannot be judged just by the way they look, they act and they move. Sometimes, even the smallest childish-est person in the world can make your face real red for kicking your ass.

 

The best thing about friends is, asking things not to harm them but to build stronger friendship...Things might not be as easy as they seem to be, demo, trust makes everything fine and cooL. and things are not always brought to circle by looks, names, sweetness of the words or blood relationships. It's about trust, personality, forgiveness, attitude, love, understanding and character.

Fans-Stars Obsession: Kick Ass

One of my past times is surfing the net. Watching movies online and other people’s videos, and reading blogs of my friends, to not my friends, to totally unknown people. Sometimes, I would even end up in a celebrity’s blog site. It’s not that I know everything about everybody. It’s just that I found interesting things everywhere and putting it all together, I always come up with ideas.

Just recently, I was hooked up on following Japanese blogs. Some of them are celebrities. I read in some blogs, people are quarreling. Some blogs are being hacked. The most ridiculous thing I found out was posers are everywhere. Celebrities and ordinary people are being followed, have fans clubs, and unknowingly, there are people who pretends to be them. Ridiculously annoying, isn’t it?

I don’t really get it. Okay, people get famous because there is something about them that is cool. The people who like them are called ‘fans’. They are the followers. But there are different types of fans, good, stupid and the bad fans. But there are also different types of famous people, good, bad, and in between.

Fans are good when they are in front of the idols. The bad side of them comes out when they are not in front of the well-known. They try to follow celebrities everywhere and treat them like some kind of Gods when the fact is that they are just mere mortals whose talent was discovered. Usually fans go gaga over their idols which are very insane.

I just have a question and I hope to get an answer in the near future.

If they wanted privacy, why would they put their pictures publicly in their accounts? They could use their pet’s pictures. Duhh.

They would keep on posting blogs which contains their writings saying “Please fans, this is the real ______, stop fighting or bad-mouthing me. I’m not a fake. I have this and that and… You can ask him and her and… blah blah blah.” Hey peeps, this is the online world where people could connect from all the sides of the world. I can’t blame anyone for this. But I can judge anybody for ruining ones personality because of his/her/their unruly obsession over someone. Trying to copy and pretend to be someone else is as dirty as trying to eat your own feces, do you know that?

If they want to, they could just create fan pages. Or do what Justin Bieber is doing. Haha.

Obsession has two types. The Good one is when fans support them by following their official blogs and saying Good Lucks, have their music in your player, you have posters or pictures of them and your know things about them. I mean things that were officially said from them of course. Not some make up stories and ideas. You support them 100% and you don’t fight with other fans. And you’re happy when they are happy.

The bad obsession is when you become stupid. You scream outrageously because of your fancy mania with the celebrity with no valid reason at all. You throw things at them when they’re on stage. You stalk them everywhere. You try to hack their personal accounts online. You sleep outside their houses. You spread rumors that are not true. And you pretend to be them in some social sites. Isn’t that so ridiculous?

The next thing we knew, fans are already fighting at each other. The bad thing is, when the one you’re actually having fight with is the true one. You just won’t believe him/her/them.

For the side of the famous: Okay, so they knew about things like this. And all they would do is to plead that fans shouldn’t do such things or say that this certain site is theirs, etc etc. (I’m talking about the bad obsession part.) So I saw several blogs that proves it. When they’re spammed with hate comments already saying that the owner of the blog is just a bogus… They would send some sort of plead replies telling the sender that it is in actual fact them. They next thing you’ll see is the owner, telling his/her/their followers that they will transfer to another blog or social site already because they can’t take what the bad fans were doing. This also applies to normal people who have posers.

Is that all you can do? Going to another site because it’s killing you knowing that you have posers or some people are being bad to you because they wouldn’t believe any word you say? If you can’t take what the bad people are doing, what more if it’s already personal? If you can’t take it while you’re still in the early years of stardom of life, what more in the future? Hah! You’ll never survive in this world if you don’t know how to fight for your rights. You’ll never be someone worth of a personality star if you would just kept on running away from ghost who’s not even an inch worthy to be your impersonator.

Being someone unique to the eyes of the people has consequences you have to face. And as the owner of that soul, body and mind, you must know that it is your rights to fight for your own personality from someone who’s trying to steal it. And if you’re brilliant enough, you know they can’t do anything but talk bad about you. As long as you know who and what you are, you don’t have to plead for their mouths to shut up from pissing you.

This is so KICK ASS!

Bullies are Stupid.

It's really funny knowing that some people would try to hunt you down. And be fooled because they do not give themselves the benefit of the doubt. They would just kept on believing. By the time they found the real one, they would tend not to believe them. They would tend to bully or fight against people without trying to find out what is the truth or not.

It is so annoying. We are born good and smart. But people tend to stay the same and become stupid just because they think they are already good enough. If only all of us would try to smarten up and do things even though we are afraid to do so, if we know it is good. We would do it and be proud of ourselves for being smart enough not to hurt anybody.

I will and I will not.

I will give myself the benefit of the doubt and be brave to ask if I want to know the truth.

I will not fight, hurt or bully anyone just because I think I'm smart.

I will strengthen my values which are faith, divine nature, individual worth, knowledge, choice and accountability, good works, integrity and virtue more than I used to be.

I will not do things I can't do especially if it will hurt somebody else.

I will always protect my people and care about them even if they're spoiling me like a child. (which is very weird but cute. haha)

I will not let bad people scare my pride away and not able to fight for my own.

I will help other people be confident enough to save themselves from bullies.

I will not lie just to make people like me.

I will always tell the truth even if it means I could hurt myself or the person concerned.

I will not let people love me for who I am not, it is better if they would dislike me for who I am not than to love me for who I am not.

I will love people without discrimination like I always do.

I will not be a burden to other people to the extent that I can not live without them.

I will be proud to accept my mistakes and make it right what is wrong.

What hurts...

Sometimes, when people decide to leave you, you have to let them no matter how much you don't want them to. There are some things that are far beyond our control. Even if you have the strength to fight for them, you have to accept the cold harsh truth - the people that you CAN'T live without, CAN live without you.

Respect

Everyone has its limits. Don't expect a person to have a full respect on you as time passes by. If you don't know how to respect that person too, the value of his/her respect for you will not always remain the same.

Don't act as if you know me already, there are things that you have to earn in order to make me respect you deep from my heart. or else, you're just the same as the others. The sad people.

Kill for a cause - A balance of Nature

Life of humans is not as simple as we think it is. Humans need to undergo into this some sort of cycle. A cycle where they must learn how to use and renew a life that a nature have in order to live. These lives in the form of floras and faunas. You can't just kill a beast without the reason of need.

The Hurt...

Not because you look okay means you're really okay. Sometimes, we, people, have to realize that feeling guilty isn't something as feeling hurt. I want people to love me, but it's not going to hurt me if they don't. But please play fair. Don't hit people. Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody. And forgive those who truly mean what they said. Coz you're sure it took all their mighty forces and pride just to accept that they're wrong. And that cycle is what makes us REAL HUMAN.

>>Mopy's message: So to those whom I have hurt... I felt ashamed for what I had done. I don't have any excuses. I did what I did. I take full responsibility for myself and my actions. I wouldn't pawn this off on anybody. I'm sorry it happened.

My life...

I was asked by my teacher... What type of life has God given you?


God has given me a life full of trials but despite of these, He also showers me with blessings. A life that would make me experience all the feelings and emotions that there has in the world He sent so many problems I have to face and endure to test my values which are Faith, Divine Nature, Individual Worth, Knowledge, Choice and Accountability, Good Works, Integrity and Virtue, but also given me people and commandments that would help me achieve high aims and reach my goal. The goal that all LDS plans to aim and that is to fulfill that plan of salvation and to be back to Heavenly Father. I just have to believe, not lose my faith, and endure to the end.


How 'bout you? If you were asked to put it into words... What kind of life do you think God has given you?

Philippine Election -What's in it for me?

I'm just wondering... since it's election time again, many are 'nagkukumahog' to run this time. And seeing what happened to the Philippines for the past few years, I wonder what could these bunch of runners can do for the country if ever they win the votes of many. Seeing the Philippines right now, it seems like there were really no good things that happened to make it a better living place. So many shortages, wars, inflation and unattended pending help from those who were struck by the calamities we have encountered.

Just recently, in my Economics class, we had reporting by groups. My group tackled about the Finance thingy of the Philippines and the next group discussed about the Trading thingy. The Galleon era and the era now. We have learned that the current 'utang' (debt) of the Philippines in the World Bank is about Php 300 billion now or something close to that. (not really sure)

The Philippines was born to be one of the most blessed country in the World. So gifted.
But how come we belong to the 3rd world countries?
How come we can't even pay our debts?
How come Filipinos were born very gifted but people chose to be so dumb instead?
We're an agricultural country but how come we can't even supply our own with the basics needs?
How come we have so many laws but we're so poor in following it?
How come we have so many buildings and techs like 'nakikipagsabayan tayo kahit papaano' but then, so many children can't go to school?
How come they were fixing the roads and the industrial buildings but can't fix the needies?
How come there are people who dies of being hit by cars just under the overpass?
How come there are so many talented Filipinos but they kept on focusing the fame to those who brings so much money for themselves and not for the country?
How come most of the successful businessmen are foreign and not from our own race? and we tend to make 'samba' and use these foreign items when ours are more beautiful naman?
How come 'ung sariling atin, mas mahal'?
How come we have so many 'libreng school para sa mahirap "daw"', and yet so many Filipinos can't attend to these schools?
How come there are so many 'how come's? Can't we make a difference?

How can these candidates of 2010 Elections serve the Philippines? Can they make a difference? Is that difference going to be good or bad?

Pinapalaki nila ung mga daan kasi daw para di na masyadong trapik. Totoo ba? nabawasan ba ung trapik? hindi naman. Madami kasing makukuha dun. Wala un sa daan. Nasa gumagamit un.
Bakit sa Japan at States, maliliit ung mga public highways nila pero maayos naman? Diretso pa mostly ung mga daan, hindi paliko likong parang spaghetti. Wala magulong trapik. Kasi maayos ung laws nila. Hinuhuli ung dapat hulihin. Inaayos ung dapat ayusin. Walang kotong. Walang gitgitan. Nasa iisang lane kaya hindi buhol buhol.
Ung bicycle lane nila, para lang talaga sa bicycles at skaters. Sa ibang bansa nga, may Horse lanes pa. Bakit satin hindi pwedeng ganun??? Kasi pati ung bicycle lanes ginagawang car lanes or paradahan. Anong silbi nun?

Gusto kong makasakay ng malayo sa kabayo pag may lakad akong hindi ganun kaimportante. Gusto kong maranasan mag-skates or mag-bike when going somewhere without thinking that I might not be safe cause I might get hit by a car or something.

Gusto kong makakita ng kandidatong nakikipagkamay sa taong grasa. Gaano ba sila maka-tao? Gaano sila mapagkunwari? Gaano nila makakayang humalik sa lupa?

It's not about kung sinong galing sa mahirap... it's not about kung sinong they thought is para sa mahirap... It's about kung sinong tatayong magpapakahirap.

It's not about kung sinong mag-aahon satin sa kahirapan... It's not about kung sinong magbibigay satin ng tulong para yumaman... It's about kung sinong maglalakas loob to make the lives of each and every Filipinos pantay pantay. Walang mahirap, walang mayaman. Nagtutulungan, nagmamahalan, nagbibigayan.

Gusto kong makakita ng kandidatong namamalengke sa wet market para magpakain ng mga malnourish, hindi nangangampanya sa dry market with his/her bodyguards with matching banda's.

Gusto kong makakita ng tunay na pagbabago. Gaya ng pangarap ng mga taong tunay na nakakakita sa reyalidad na nangyayari sa bansa.

Japan Japan Japan!!!

I applied in a program of NYC... An exchange student program... Destination: Japan...

Sugoi...

It was a rush application demo, I still wish I'd be accepted... It's a reaL hope... They will call me by January to inform me if ever I will be accepted...

I really like to go to Japan... Not only for some leisurely trip but to also experience how to live there. I'm really amazed on how Japanese keeps their country like a sakura tree.. Always blooming.. and I'm hoping that Philippines will be like that too..

I wanna be someone who could change my country from being a third world trash into a better living place... So i hope I will be accepted...

I hate this dream...

I had another dream...
This one may not be the same nightmare i usually used to have with all the ghost and the creepy things but still, for me, It's still a nightmare...

Coz the story is about my Aji-niisan leaving me without even saying goodbye...
We were in some house. Staying there for a vacation. Here in the Philippines of course. After some time of hanging out together, the sad day arrived... and it's like, he could have stayed longer here but he chose to go back. He ignored my plead to stay muna kahit for a week more lang. And totally ignored me for that whole day. We didn't talk. I didn't eat. We acted like total strangers to each other for the first time after all the days we have spent together. Then when they were about to go, I was in my room, he was on the drive way and we just looked at each other. Both with sad eyes. And I cried. Then they were gone. I thought he really didn't care. But when I cleaned the room he used at home, I saw a letter with his name and my name on it. He wrote a letter for me apologizing for not staying. But, that's just it... So sad... Parang ngaun lang... Walang communication... =(

Jojo-kun is scary...

How did he became a scary person to Mopy-chan? Here's an I-don't-know if it's a bit or long explanation.. pero.. share ko pa rin...
Hindi ko pa siya 100% na kilala kaya ang masasabi ko lang ay ang mga naaayon sa naobserbahan ko sa kanya sa mga times na magkasama kami at magkausap kami... So more or less ay baka mali din kung anu ang masasabi ko.. anyways, this is only according to my own observations and opinions...

Jojo-kun is a super bright kid, no, guy.

Handsome? check.
Smart? check. super.
Height? check. good.
Humor? check.
Coolness? check.
Leadership abilities? check.
Arts of Music? check. present.
Arts of Drawing? not yet decided.
Arts of Writing? check.
Arts of Speech? check.
Arts of Dancing? check.
Friendly? check. grabeh!
Hardheaded? check. medyo.
Kind? check.
Mabait? check.
Maasahan? check.
atbp.

He's one hell of a scary demigod din... Madaling uminit ulo nya kapag makukulit at matitigas ang ulo ng mga kasama nya. Like a real leader, magagalit sya. Kung maliit ka at babae, bubuhatin ka nya at ipapasok sa classroom na parang sako ng bigas. Kung lalaki naman, sa leeg nya hahawakan tapos itutulak sa classroom. No sweat. He can shut the mouths of the talkatives like me. (kaya nga kahit makulit ako, takot ako dyan ehh... hahaha)

Pero mabait sya. Freakish pero totoo. (ows?) Inis ako sa kanya nuon kasi maingay sya kahit I can't understand what the hell was he talking about. Best nya si Ema. Si Philip na 2nd crush ko ay katabi ni Unida sa harap. Tapos si Roselaine sa harap ko. si Jojo-kun, sa likod ko lng sya nakaupo since tallest sya. He was the first one to greet me Happy Birthday nung first time kong magbirthday sa Tagudin after so many years of living in Manila. June 18, 2001. Grade 4 kami. Traditionally, may mini program before classes starts. Prayer, greetings for occasions then presentation. That time, he led the mini program. Everybody greeted me, they sang Happy Birthday. Sihyet na malagkit, umiyak pako nun. haha. After that, we sang There was a Tree then he sang Only Hope. That was the first time I heard him sing alone. Kakkoi. (cooL) and my first time to also hear that song. Sa whole grade 4 days namin, he kept on talking to me. Nung una, smile nalang ako. Hindi ko maintindihan ehh... haha.. tapos ayun, nakaintindi na ako ng Ilokano.. but, sya naman nagtatagalog na. hihi... Baliw at kalog... Stupid lang ako nuon kasi stupida ako.. haha.. Chinese garter. Girls vs. Boys. Silang dalawa ni Ema with the girls ang nakaranasan ko ng embarrassing moment. Buti nlng maginoo. They kept it to themselves. hahaha... Salamat nga pala duon... nyahaha

Grade 5. Si Jojo ay matulungin, madamot, maalalahanin, laging walang ballpen, flirt, maestro sa multiplication table at ayaw ng egg sandwich. He comforted me nung nabasa ako ng tubig sa may poso because of those damned boys na classmates naming naghaharutan sa oras ng pagdidilig. Hindi sya namimigay pag may kinakain sya (except kendi) pero mahilig sya manghingi.(ok lng, gwapo naman sya nuon at nakakatuwa tlga sya) Nainis sya sa akin coz ayaw ko makinig nung nagdictate sya ng sagot sa 9x6...hahaha (naggraduate ako ng elemetary na hindi kabisado ang multiplication table) Ayaw nya ng Egg sandwich kasi may mayonnaise daw.

Grade 6. Si Jojo ay snob, laging wala sa klase kasi narereview sa labas, nasa canteen, kasali sa marching band, nakakatakot, mahilig manggulo samin para magpaturo ng Atin Cu Pung Singsing, had another embarassing moment, nagpapaimpress kay miss newbie and of course, (siyhet na malagkit!sarap tuktukan) icompare ba naman hair ko sa hair ni Alora. tsk tsk. Nakakatakot sya coz he scolded Roselaine, Maritess and ako when we bumped into each other from different directions while running trying to escape from someone... pero syempre inasikaso muna nya ung mga sugat namin... haha..

Yan ay ilan lang sa mga moments ko na sya ang bida. Base dyan ang personality na kaya kog ibigay sa katauhan nya...

Jojo-kun, for me, is the kind of person who will protect his love ones kahit pa buhay nya kapalit. He wants his woman to be independent and oh-so lady-like and yet, strong and smart inside, tsaka may good sense of humor. But, he's one hell of a possessive man. He could be a total flirt and jerk sometimes, could easily get attracted to other women. (normal yan sa lalaki kaya exception. hahaha) Pero, madali ring maturn-off. Still, he's a sweet and jolly guy. Lovable. At pag nagmahal, as in totoo talaga. He value his family so much and I know that in the future, kapag may sarili na syang family, his family would be the center of his life.

Kahit loko loko syang kausap ngaun at kung anu anong ang sinasabi, malaki pa rin respeto ko sa kanya. At kahit pa ang mga usapan namin now ay ughmmmm.. basta... I know that he also respects me for who and what I am in reality kahit minsan, almost puro my double meaning na ung sinasabi namin at nakikisabay naman ako... haha... Kasi Jojo-kun knows how to handle his stupidity and jerkiness. Hindi man halata sa kanya, rerespetuhin ka nya basta wag mo syang gagaguhin...

Cheating

'...that rather than looking to change how students behave, educators should instead look into themselves and find out if they are the ones contributing to the problem.
“...cheating can be curbed, because I honestly think that students cheat if they feel that it’s impossible. And impossibility is a result of demanding too much output when you haven’t even put much in to begin with. If you’re a good educator, students won’t feel the need to cheat.”' (Trick or cheat By RONALD S. LIM: November 12, 2009)

I agree with her.. If only teachers could make the subject fun even if the lesson itself is boring... and if they can teach us in a not stiff way and brightly... then students wouldn't even dare cheating.

I can't believe it...

For so many years that he's been my friend and my past crush, i've already met too many people and guys that eventually became my crush too.. but how come he's the only who could make me blush by sudden compliments?
yes, there are people that give compliments on how I look, how i dress, how i bring myself up, and how i interact with people... i only smile.. but with him, i really blush! jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez.... my present crush/es, they give me compliments but they really can't even make my face red.... ughhhhhhh!!! Buzama!!!

Teacher's, ARIGATO!!!

Usually, we would say that teachers suck, not good, and annoying. Usually, we would think that teachers only think of themselves, that they don’t care about their students, and they just teach us craps. Wholeheartedly, just this week, I realized that not everything we think about others is right.
Who and what really are these TEACHERS anyway? According to the dictionary, is it someone who shares, teach, or impart knowledge or skill to somebody else. Therefore, teachers are not only those who have taken up the course Education. All of us can be a teacher. No age limits, no strict education standards, no restrictions, as long as you know what to teach, you can be a teacher.
There may really be some scrap teacher, but not all of them. Also, there are options and exemptions on how we classify people. You see, each of us has different point of views, standards and personalities. Other may think that Mr. Einstein is an insane one, but others would think otherwise. He’s a genius. Honestly, my dear people, whether a teacher is good or not depends on you, on us. Students can’t choose their teachers, though they can choose their schools.
Imagine if someone is teaching us something and we don’t get it, we would say the teacher is not good. But other did get it, so, we would say, “Matalino kasi sila.” Then we would start looking for another teacher. A teacher who could teach us great things and we would think that this teacher is better or rather, perfect. I realize how pathetic those people who has this way of thinking. Guilty as charged. Perfection is just a matter of individuality, or a matter of changing how you view things. Whether the learning thing is boring or fun doesn’t always depend on teachers. It also depends on the students. Cause true knowledge will only be acquired by those who really want to learn.
Different kinds of teachers we meet everyday. Teacher Policeman teaches us that jaywalking is bad. Teacher Nurse and Teacher Doctor teach us how to take care of our health. Teacher Mother and Father guide us in our lives. Teacher Fireman teaches us never to play fire. And of course, let’s include Teacher Classmates and Teacher Friends whom we could always ask for help when we have something that we can’t understand in class or somewhere else. We like some, we hate some. Still no matter what kind of teacher you meet in the future, don’t forget what you’ve always learned. They’re the one who taught us how to have pride and confidence, to be humble, disciplined and independent, and they’re the one who had taught us how to stand up when we fall and shakes us up when we’re on our lame selves.
So, with all these things that our teacher had done, have we ever thank them for it? Have we ever tried appreciating them? Have we ever tried apologizing to all the heartaches and the pains we’ve given to them? Have we ever thought that, simple gesture of smile and giving gratitude to them could make them feel like the luckiest teachers in the world? Oh yes, that’s true. Even the grouchiest person in the world could turn into a cool, happy and wonderful person if you know someone appreciates your existence. Most people say I’m just a kid. By the looks, yes, but now that I already realized how pathetic I have been, that only means I am not a kid anymore. I’m now standing at the entrance of adulthood. Guys, now is the time that we wake up from being stubborn, out of control staminas. Now is the time that we learn to say thank you to our teachers.

(I first delivered this as my speech in my english 3 class. I ended it with this.

For the ending, I’d like to take this opportunity to give gratitude to those who became my teachers in my earlier college years. To the villa girls who kept on checking my attendance during PE. Thanks. To my current group, The Gamers, consists of Paps, Brotherhood (Willmar), Momo-chan (Raiza), Mamu Joyce, Nefirtiri (Jarie), Ilatriva (Katrina), Kuya Beybi Davie and Master (Rom). Thanks for the friendship. Kuya Gab, thanks for coaching me at Computer Organization class. To everyone, thanks for being my classmates. And of course, Miss Tibayan, Arigatou-Gozaimashita!

My teacher really liked it. I was so overwhelmed with joy knowing that I have touched the hearts of my audience. Maybe not all my classmates but at least, my teacher did.)

I am grateful to know that i have this gift to do such great touching pen works. This pen work is for all the teachers in the world.

So to all the teachers i have met and I will meet in the future, ARIGATOU-GOZAIMASHITA!!!

Someone...

It's not always that you will meet someone who will value your existence more than the way you expected and the way you value him/her. And it's not also everyday that you will have that person to talk to and see. So whatever the circumstances are, you always have to look forward to seeing and talking to that person, and never let go of that special feelings you have, for you will never know... That might be the last time that you will have the chance to have all his/her time and attention just for you. And there will be no more next time.

CINDYRELLA – THE NEW VERSION

CINDYRELLA – THE NEW VERSION

A long long time ago, in a far far far away subdivision with a kingdom outside our galaxy, a girl named Cindyrella was locked up in a slimy cellar where rats and cockroaches began to nibble her feet.

Cindyrella cried, “Help! Let me out!”

Then there came out a magic Dwelf and said, “My dear, are you alright?”

Cindyrella replied, “All right? Can’t you see I feel as rotten as can be!?!? Get me to the ball held at the kingdom! My stepsisters have gone and I am jealous! I want a dress, a coach, earrings, diamond brooch, silver slippers and a nylon panty hose! Not tomorrow, not yesterday, but NOW!”

Therefore, the magic Dwelf gave her colorful dagger-wand a mighty flick and in no time at all, Cindyrella was at the ball! Dancing with the handsome Prince who have fallen in love at first sight with her. All was going on so well until the clock struck for midnight.

“Heck! I’ve got to run to run to save my neck!” Cindyrella shouted.

She run away as fast as she could but the Prince grabbed her dress to hold her back. The dress was ripped from head to toe and she ran out with her underwear and lost one slipper on the grand stairs.

“The girl whom this slipper fits shall be my bride!” said the Prince. The next morning, the Prince went on looking for the owner of the slipper. The shoe was long, very wide and smelled a wee bit icky. There came to Cindyrella’s house, Cindyrella’s ugly stepsisters tried the slipper. The eldest, Andalucia, said it was hers but the Prince denied and decided to go home.

Andalucia stopped him and said, “You promised to marry me so you stand on it!”

The Prince got angry. He pulled his sword out and in one swoosh sway, Andalucia’s head went down to her feet. The second stepsister, Grizziella, feeling delighted, tried to get the slipper to try it on but the Prince would not give it to her.

“Hey! Marry! I am the true owner of that filthy slipper, you know. So marry me!” Grizziella said.

The Price smiled at her and another swoosh sway of his sword, Grazziella’s head rolled down to her feet and headed to the kitchen.

“She’s prettier without her head.” The Prince said.

At the kitchen, Cindyrella was busy cooking ger food when she saw Graziella’s head.

“Oh! My dear sister’s head was chopped! Hmmmm, on the other hand, I think this will make my food more delicious.” So she picked up the head and put it on the food she’s cooking. Tasted it and said, “Hmmmm.. Delicioso!”

She went out in the kitchen and saw the Prince.

“What’s all the racket?” asked the puzzled Cindyrella.

“Mind your own business. Want me to chop your head too?” the Prince answered.

“Oh my! My Prince has the hobby of chopping heads! Magic Dwelf, magic Dwelf, please hear my plead. Please let me marry a honey jam maker instead of a Prince. Let me marry a good man instead of one chopping heads. Please let me have someone who would love me for who I am, than having someone who is handsome but does not know how to value life. Please turn me back into my old good-hearted self.” cried Cindyrella.

The Dwelf came out of sight again upon hearing Cindyrella’s call. She waved her dagger-wand and Cindyrella can be seen neither in a brick house nor in a palace. She’s living in a wooden house eating a yummy bread with sweet honey instead of a soup with a human head. And of course, instead of a Prince, she was married to a good, honest honey jam maker.

And they lived happily ever after…

Lesson learned:

· Be contented of what you have. Don’t dream for something unbelievable and impossible. Just try if you can change your fate.

· Wait for what is destined to you. Don’t be in a rush. But also remember that you make your own fate.

· Greed will bury even the lucky eventually.

· You can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

· Either you control your attitude or it controls you.

· Background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.

· It’s not what you have in your life, but whom you have in your life that counts.

· The most important things in life aren't things.

· No matter where life takes you, don't forget where you came from.

Childhood...

I was on my way to Cubao to buy something at the mall when we passed by the school where I attended my grade 2 and 3.. I remembered the childhood times of my life.. My crushes.. my friends.. my mischievous deeds.. my experiences.. the lessons i learned..

I remember having my 3rd crush at ERSES.. hihi...
I remember joining a gang...the girls gang...
I remember fighting with my gang versus the boys...
I remember losing my bag because i was in a battle...
I remember watching my classmates playing Spirit of the Coin...
I remember being the keeper of the ghostly coin...
I remember feeling hurt because my 2nd best friend of mine left me...
I remember feeling so embarrassed because of an unfortunate event...(my fortunate event ba?=>)
I remember being so masunurin and malinis...
I remember getting lessons from my crush... ahem ahem...

I wish i could visit that schooL some time...
stories about it, on my next posts... ciao!

One heck of a HeLL...

I stared at the man beside me. He was looking at me.. he's smiling.. a friendly smile..

Then another scenery popped out.. a girl trying to escape from that bloody room she was chained at. Beside her was a door.. and another girl at her feet.. the first girl was chained hanging flat to the wall. the latter girl was just 2 feet away from her.. laying in the grounds filled with blood.. a hooded man was raping her.. the 2 girls were trying to escape from that terror happening to them but they can't.. too weak.. too down.. no one from the outside world seems to know there were some murdering that happened and is happening in that place. the chained girl started banging the wall with her body while shouting for help..

The scenery was changed.. i was at home with my family.. we were at the garage cooking and grilling food for dinner. A perfect family.. so happy.. smiling faces surrounding me.. we were joking at each other.. the kids running around freely.. then we decided to sleep coz it's late already.. I don't know why but we slept there beside the gate.

changed... the smiling man scene.. i can't remember how but i found out that he was the hooded rapist-killer i saw at the bloody room.. then he began chasing me.. like the chasing game that happened in the movie Leprechaun.. the bloody room with the chained girl popped out again.. bloods on her and a shadow of a woman getting killed with a knife.. the scene popped out about 2 times more.. different women being killed..

then i saw myself in the scene.. my face looked so dull like i was some sort of a vampire.. like i don't have blood.. so white.. so scared.. i was trying to open the gate coz Aji-niisan run out for something and i was trying to call him back..i had opened the gate successfully.. i was kneeling on the ground and my head was out looking for my Aji-niisan.. then i heard someone laughing devilishly.. I looked up.. there i saw him..

the killer man... he tried to kill my family so he could kill me... i have realized that, if he gets me, i will be the next victim in that bloody room.. this can't be my end.!

i fought back.. My Aji-niisan was there trying to figure out what to do but he seems to lose his mind for the sudden happening.. My family was deep asleep.. they're not dead. I have defended them. they were still sleeping soundly not knowing and can't feel that I was in danger.. I run away.. i tried.. but he caught my hair and pulled me back.. I tried hitting him with my fighting skills.. he got frustrated.. he decided to just kill me so his mission of keeping me silent will be finished.. and that was it.. I felt the tip of the cold steel touch my skin.. I felt the red liquor flow down in my belly's skin.. I felt the pain and me catching my breath..

he stabbed be with a kitchen knife...

I saw him, my dearest brother, Azul (Aji-niisan), running away like nothing happened. Like he checked us if we were sleeping soundly and he saw that we're ok and run away again for something..

I opened my eyes feeling so ughmmm, devastated..? No.. frightened is the correct word.. I was catching my breath and tears were falling down my cheeks..I was facing left.. I rolled to the right... That was when i realized..

It felt like it was true but...

It was all just one of those nightmares...

But I know.. like the others.. this would hunt me for a month or so before i could get over it..

I don't know what to do.. I don't have anyone to listen to me.. I don't have someone who could comfort me when I'm scared.. It seems like they all think i can take care of myself.. but i am scared.. and can't tell it to anyone.. i can't be a sissy.. therefore, I have to deal with it...=(