A Part of A Childhood

Her name was Elizabeth

She was a tiny and silent type of a kid,

With her thoughts strong and vivid,

A shallow happiness was what she could get.

Often bullied in school and made fun of,

She had been a loner and no friends at all,

When her classmates’ eyes roll,

She would bow her head and hear them laughed.

They thought she was weird,

Coming to school sobbing and clinging to her father,

No one liked to sit beside her,

Because they knew she was a bother.

Teasing wasn’t stopped,

Even teachers scolding her made her cry,

Without her papa, she thought she would die,

She’ll blubber and on her mouth her hands were cupped.

She missed school days even if she wasn’t sick,

Making lame excuses which weren’t believed,

Another day of being bullied was what she conceived,

But her parents convinced her that her teachers were meek. 

She was just in the first grade,

So teachers would understand,

And they promised to lend her a helping hand,

Thus, happy days and friends were made.

Soon her grimace was gone,

And her gloominess was replaced by joy,

Her crying and silence was no more,

And realized that school was a lot of fun.

-written on April 2010

Bruises

Brother, why are you like that?

Understanding you is like a problem in math,

Do you hurt us because of your wrath?

Or maybe it is just for fun?

Being the eldest, I know it is hard,

But you are a bully, and bullies are always coward,

Oftentimes, even nights we jarred,

And find myself with my sister at corner, we are jammed.

We don’t know what’s wrong with you,

You hate us and father too,

It’s a routine for your mission to woo,

Why don’t you try and feel on how to walk in our shoes?

Pain is always obvious,

My arms are often with bruises,

If there is a chance that this tie looses,

I’ll hurt you too and make your life a mess!

These red and bluish marks now I have,

Are signs that opposes the meaning of love,

I feel as if I am torn in half,

It is all because of the inner wound I have.

You are supposed to be our protector,

But you aren’t because of your demeanor,

The days pass and you hurt us more,

Will you still change your devilish behavior?

You are old enough to know what is right from wrong,

You are twenty three and yet you act like young,

To love and care for us is what we have longed,

I thought everything got worse since mother had gone.

You have a lot of friends,

And you are the attention to them,

But do they know how you act at home,

Or have a peace of mind for us to lend?

You are strong with those huge hands,

You chase us and we feel like we are in den,

Will this toughness of yours ever end?

Will this ache we have still mend?

I pity you for what you are now,

You’re idle and I look you down,

Somehow I want to help you but I don’t know how,

To be successful is what I wish you had vowed.

I know you have this intense pain inside,

Trust and tell us about it and do not hide,

Despite your mean actions we know you are kind,

We’ll help you to emerge this virtue on your surface,

Because we are your family, your helpers, your guide.

- written on March 6, 2010. Our brother's birthday, an unpleasant day for me.

Black and White

Good and evil were born,

White and black were their colors,

The good’s flesh and heart could be torn,

Because of evil’s actions coursed.

 

Good brought joyfulness and integrity,

That gave satisfaction to all,

But evil came with self –pity,

And wished to have a battle call.

With his plan of destruction,

He entered brains and hearts,

And told them, “Follow me and everything you desire will be shown,

And be given to you like a penny to be laid on your waiting palms”.

Evil made a battalion of followers,

He had the wicked face and was cheering himself,

He showed his troops presents and removed their covers,

They were weapons to be used, a possession of devilish wealth.

Evildoers stabbed their friend’s back,

Thus turning them into demons too,

Together they devoured the souls and were praised for the act,

Their plan, mission and goals were wooed.

The endeavor to turn good to evil was a little success,

But evil’s eyes were still seeking for contentment,

He wanted more battle, blood, death, and wretchedness,

But good shielded his people and wished the badness to end.

Soon the goodness reigned,

Evil was gone and found his place where he should be,

Good went to see him and said,

“Join us, you are our friend, and I assure you happiness and from evilness you’ll flee”.

-written on April 2010

My Experience With Online Shopping

          Everyday, there's something I would like to have. Either it can be possible to have or not. In some cases, things that I would like to be on my ownership are hard to find in the stores where we commonly go to. Things that can only be seen and available online.

          My first time to shop online was on March 2011. I got intrigued on the Amazon Kindle 3 Wifi, and got hyped up about buying it. I discovered it in Amazon.com, and it is their bestseller. At first, the problem was on how I would pay for the item if it was located in U.S. The solution came after a lot of searches. I found out that there were some sellers here in the Philippines who sell Kindle and they posted it on Ebay.ph. I contacted the seller who was from Mindanao. Our communication lasted for two weeks( I think). Despite of my doubts about buying an item that cost P7750.00 in ebay,I was still determined and got my dad convinced that it was not a scam. Eventually, the seller and I had an agreement and settled about the payment and delivery. I got the item just after two days.

Ways to Control Your Anger

          You just reached your house gate after a sweaty, tiring walk from your school. You walked a bit more toward your door, then crossed your threshold, and took off your battered shoes and socks, balled it up and stuck it in your shoes' insole. Before you even reached the landing of your staircase to upper floor, you already heard someone talking endlessly at the far end of the living room. His mouth won't stop moving and your ears started to fill of his squeaky voice. His asking for something he wanted to borrow on you over and over again and he wouldn't stop. Wouldn't you get pissed off if you're in that situation? You hadn't sit on your couch yet and someone was ready to wreck your day more. With that kind of setting, here are some ways that you can do to control your anger, based on my own methods. ^_^

Why I Haven't Read The Twilight Books Yet.. Or Better Not

Stephenie Meyer's Twilight books are popular enough to anyone right now especially to teenagers. I've heard a lot of readers fall in love with these books. Sometimes it gets to me what Stephenie put in her books to capture the minds and hearts of anyone who reads them. Are these books well written? Did she made a stunningly charming male

Expectoration... Eww

Ehem..   Pweh.

Think about the last time you were walking on the street, where you noticed a thick splash of liquid still bubbling freshly on the pavement you just walked on. Can you picture in your mind how foul and nauseous it made you feel when you saw it? Do you remember that these spits were made up of yellow greenish phlegm, and thought that whoever owned that, was a carrier of a throat disease? Nakakadiri hindi ba po?

People who are expert in exercising this kind of disgusting thing are mostly men, right? They spit anywhere they like. They can do spitting when they walk, run, jog, or drive. They may be a passenger of a tricycle with their kids beside them and do that thing, not thinking that this kids will do the same because that's what their parent do. Hey, teenagers do this too. You think you're not part of this topic, don't you? Well (sigh), sorry, you are. ^_^. Don't worry, you're just not the one who I'm wanting to target here. Some members of my family do this too and I hate it.