Just One More Chance

I thought our country's the only one who's suffering from the wrath of Mother Nature. But I was wrong. I checked news lately and found out that the WORLD is suffering from her wrath.

• Earthquake in Singapore and Indonesia
• Tsunami in Samoa
• Sandstorm is Australia
  

This is very alarming.

I think these scenes are very familiar to you, right? I think you have already seen these on sci-fi movies like The Day After Tomorrow, Twister and other movies which presents a man vs. nature theme. The only difference today was clearly evident - it's real. No actors, no directors, producers and cinematographers, no special effects were used today... all of them were real.

Real people, real emotions, and real stories.

Do these series of calamities correlate with what we have done to Mother Nature?

We all know that since the dawn of Industrial Age, everything was promising. We started to develop a lot of things just to make our lives easy and comfortable. But to every man's comfort, there's always a consequence - a consequence that would somehow change the face of our only home.

We used to laugh with those scientists who claimed that the end is near. We all accused him of being stupid or crazy. We often ignore those warnings and continue with our dirty habits.

I do hope that we'll change our old habits before it's too late. There's still hope. Mother Nature is just giving us a warning. No one can surpass her power.

Change, for the betterment of humanity.

This is our only chance to save our only home, the blue planet, EARTH.

Unexpected Disaster

Today is indeed the darkest hour of our beloved country. Yesterday, we always think that the consequences won't be occurring for the next fifty years or more. But we have underestimated the fury of Mother Nature.


Now, we are suffering the consequences brought about by our recklessness; but we didn't expect it. It acted so soon. On a spur of moment, the modern infrastructures, sleek buildings and roads were transformed into a solid mass which imposes great danger to all of us. It took several years to build these, through thick and thin. Today, however, Mother Nature took only a matter of hours to destroy what we have built for the past decades of development. Our manpower was just nothing; a useless force with regards to Mother Nature's.

Lots of lives were affected.
Lots of lives were lost.
A lot of people have suffered too much.


It's quite unfair to think that the innocent ones have to suffer the most, and the ones who are guilty of their actions didn't suffer that much.


Let's all hope for the best.
Pray to God that the affected people would still be safe through the rest of the night.


And most of all,



WE SHOULD HAVE LEARNED ONE VALUABLE LESSON. AND WE ALREADY KNOW THAT.

We can't afford to have an encore performance of Ondoy.

What Is Essential Is Invisible to the Eye

It hurts when a person very close to your heart leaves you all of the sudden. In my part, I can't accept it since tomorrow's going to be my birthday. I know within the past few days my family has been experiencing the most painful event of our lives. The tragedy that struck us was really unexpected.


It was really hard.



And know I've realized a few things.


One, life is indeed short and full of surprises. If it's already our time, then we have no choice but to accept it, anyway it's already listed on God's huge planner.

Two, cherish every moment of life, no matter how insignificant it seems. But there's no such thing as insignificant moments, it's just... we human beings fail to see and appreciate life. We opt to concentrate with caprices and vices instead of the most important ingredient of our life, our family.

and lastly this quote from The Little Prince touched me.

"Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

Kuya Yayo, wherever you are, I hope you're happy.
Remember when I visited your house two weeks before your sudden demise?
You said that you're already tired.
It's so sad that you left us all of the sudden.



We will miss you, really. =(


This is going to be the most memorable birthday of my life.


Cheers to the 19 years of my existence, well in the less than an hour.

Roguish CHED

On CHED’s plan of extending college courses to five years, I just only need four words and one comma and one period:

Fuck off, and die.

I was appalled by it when I heard this crap on the news. Take note, the first and second year students will only have to take minor subjects effective in the next two years.

Firstly, is this plan an effective one? Okay, so let’s take this point: What’s the use of my course name, say BS Biology if I only have to take minor or GE subjects for two years? What the hell.


Secondly, four years is already enough (five years for some courses like Engineering, Food Tech). We only need to maximize the use of our resources. I think the government officials knew this thing in Economics. And yeah, CHED should prioritize the QUALITY of the education and not the DURATION of it.


Thirdly, they should employ competent faculty members, one who is proficient on the field of his expertise. The quality of education here in our country is already dwindling in an upsetting rate. We can’t surmise whether children would still have this quaint interest in education, despite the fact that this time education is turning to a business. We have to exercise our right in education, and extending the duration of it wouldn’t alleviate the quality of it in our country.

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BTW, to all UP Students out there, please vote YES for this week’s referendum.

We still have the right in the university, even if we’re still students, RIGHT?

Ironic

Israel.



Is this the "humble-slash-holy" place where the Virgin Mary gave birth to our Savior, Jesus Christ?

A lot of religious people want to go to there.


Can you still consider this to be holy? I doubt it. This is really appalling.

If Only.

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When I was seven or eight, I used to be bullied at school and be a loner at my home. My parents are very busy. Yeah, all I can see is their bright laptops and briefcase. They scarcely notice my presence at house. I barely see them in the house, except for my nanny, who always talks on the wireless phone all day and all night.

In school I don’t have friends. They always tease me. Alright, call me loser and beaner. I used to wear thick glasses and I’m fragile and docile. Those big guys love to bully me. But anyway, I’m getting used to that life. Call me a masochist but I do not have a choice. My teachers were already worried about my state but I always say that I’m okay.

Deep inside, I felt the deepest seclusion in my life. I thought my life would be like this forever.

Until one Saturday morning, while doing the usual weekend morning, I heard this guttural cry in the garden. I got scared, thinking it was the boogey man that attacks every morning. Then I called nanny.

It was not a boogey man, it was just a puppy. A lone puppy. I don’t know where the heck that puppy came from. When the puppy saw me, he ran on to me and licked my right foot.

I adopted him, of course. With the help of nanny, we raised him and named him Pooch. Well, the name kinda sucks but well, I think it’s cute.

Pooch grew exponentially. He’s very fond of me. And then I felt this odd feeling, the feeling that I’ve never felt in my whole eight years of existence. I felt that I was not alone anymore. He continued to grow and eventually became my very first friend, my one and only best friend in the whole world.

Over the years, I always felt the excitement during dismissal time since I’m going to meet Pooch. I don’t care if those scoundrels would bully me after all they have found a new victim.

Every week, I bathe him and sometimes play with him.
Every afternoon, I always take him for a walk in the park.
Every day, I talk to him. I don’t care if he doesn’t understand me, as long as he looks to me.

But sometimes, as years go by, I grew tired. I sometimes forgot to talk to him, take him for a walk or bathe him.

When I turned fifteen, I have come to realize that my life wasn’t a waste, after all. I grew how to socialize with people. I knew how to balance my life.

I totally forgot Pooch. Even if I sometimes forgot that he is still there (though I don’t forget feeding and giving him drinking water in his house), he’s still there, waiting for me in the front lawn. He would always lick my right foot whenever I arrive either from school or work.

As usual, I got bored.

And then one weekend, I noticed that the house was silent. Nanny had gone to vacation. I thought of having Pooch for a walk, after all it’s been a long time since his last walk in the park. So I went outside.

I called him.
He didn’t respond.
I called him again.
Still no response from my first best friend…
I went in his place, but found no trace of Pooch.

I began to be anxious and worried about him. So I went down on the street, asking some locals if they had found a big brown dog. Unfortunately, they haven’t seen the big brown friendly dog. I even contacted the local dog pound but I didn’t find any luck.

Days and weeks have passed, still no sign of Pooch. Eventually, I felt the deep sadness that once evoked my childhood days. I began to ponder the things that I’ve missed about Pooch.

I regret those days when I became lazy to talk to him.
I regret those days when I didn’t take him for a walk.
I regret the days when I made him lonely.
I regret almost everything.

If only I could turn back time and changed those dull days of ours.

‘Til now, he didn’t return but I finally accept the fact that it would be implausible to see him again. I miss Pooch – his warm body and thick fur envelops my sadness and despair.

His friendly bark would forever resound on my memory.

Pooch is the only living thing that made me realize that life doesn’t end at a solitary point.
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