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Happiness for Sale: Is it possible?

Happiness has its special part in everyone's lives. And sometimes when that certain happiness comes our way, the perfect natural bliss leads us to the top of the clouds. But when an external force corrupts the fairy tales in us, depression will automatically shots unexpectedly. I am in the process of creating a story and my theme is about happiness. I asked my friend about her opinion on my subject. She told me it is unique but there is a certain aspect which is missing. Anyway, I will not going to elaborate my story here, I just want to share our conversation on facebook. My friend is a very good critic. She has her own way about everything. But sometimes she finds herself battling thousands. She always on the losing side but I always agree to what she is saying. And that will become our side versus the thousands. And our conversation goes like this: HER May i-su-suggest ako sayo. ME About what? HER 'Bout your story ME Sige, ano 'yun? HER N...

Patak

                                ‘Nang pumatak ang huling ulan sa aking mga kamay, naisip kong ito pala ang unang pagkakataon na ang luha mo ay akin nang matitikman.’                 Tayo ay nagsimula bilang ordinaryong mag-aaral sa isang kilalang U nibersidad sa Maynila. Naging kamag-aral kita. Hindi kita pinapansin sapagkat laging nakapalibot sa iyo ang mga barkada mong tila “black parade” ang tema ng kasuotan. Ngunit ikaw ang naiiba sa kanila. Napakasimple mong manamit. Okay na sa iyo ang puting v-neck na damit. Ang lagi mo noong sinasabi na kapag suot mo ang damit na iyon ay kamukha mo na si Vin Diesel. Sige na nga kahawig mo na kahit napaka-kapal ng buhok mo. Hindi ka palasagot sa klase, tahimik at parang laging may iniisip. Ang mga mata mo nakatingin s...

Juan Dela Cruz and his system

No one thought that the idea coming from a very powerful mind can lead the country into a great submission. DOMINATION BY POWER  The perfect dominance that can occur in a third-world country like the Philippines is the supremacy of a self-proclaimed wiseacre. There were instances in our historic path that can define as states of abomination led by notable people by which turned out to be the appropriate reasons for the people to revolt. On one hand, when people power failed, there was no other way but to go with the current system... System that stands tall with the reigning power. Likewise, when power created by the worldly leader commits its highest stake, there is no turning back. We are already drowning by his own selfish idea. We will go back to where it all started... from the mind who created the system. There is a wide domination of power when there is only one who wants to protect the terrain, when there is only one who wants to be the ruler of his p...

HOUSE BILL 5225 (VIOLATION KEPT HIDDEN)

Sometimes violation cannot be seen. We are restricted to label them as one because we are busy pushing ourselves to the waves of narrow-minded people. I fully remembered the day when I was walking alone inside a not so famous mall, scrubbing my shoulders to the full-length windows of different stores and making wishes that all of these clothes and shoes could be mine forever (fingers crossed!) while sipping my favorite nai cha (milk tea). After an hour of walking and wishing and sipping, I just suddenly felt a need for bathroom. I searched for one and when I am about to enter the comfort room (it is not for comfort, seriously), a guard or whatever you called it suddenly waved at me and said,  "Ma'am bayad po muna."  I felt the raged of blood inside my system and asked her,  "Ha? Bakit po may bayad? Diba po public toilet ito?"  And then she replied with uneasiness, "May bayad po five pesos, kung ayaw niyo po doon na lang kayo mag c-r...

October 26th of 2014

Part of me says that it is all right As if long forgotten like pieces of history But it will never be like that It always lingers in this soft spot called heart You say that I should forgive all those people that never mended what has left in me The words they say are discouraging But you lift me as if I am part of scattered dusts You never give me any sympathetic words Because you are the one who help me get through this I am ready to see the ugliest of truth That this world is offering Those I repeat will probably be like a never ending mantra But It will not signifies me but them The love that we share everyday Boost my energy to the excited states They are like demons harsh whispering in my ear Disguising as angels but fallen Flying, surrounding me with black huge wings Dancing, murmuring, and smiling I see the light above me The face of the most beautiful man The man I always dream... of paradise, euphoria and peace But it is you the one I want to be w...

KABATAAN, SA SAYAW NG PANAHON

This was my feature news written last November 28, 2014. It was officially aired in a radio station (A.M.).  Grateful.  By the way I am an Intern on that radio station and our boss told me to write something about the youth. Second week of December is Youth Week. Masikip. Mainit. Maingay. Tatlong bagay na ibinubulong ng mga miyembro ng League of the Filipino Students (LFS), Anakbayan at Kabataan Party-List habang sila'y hingal na tumatakbo sa kahabaan ng pamosong kalye Mendiola. League of the Filipino Students  Anakbayan Kabataan Party List Ngunit... Karapatan. Kalayaan. Kapayapaan. Ang tanging adhikain na isinisigaw nitong mulat na kabataan. Nang pasimulaanan ang linggo ng kabataan, ay unti-unti silang naipakilala bilang epektibong sektor ng lipunan. Bagama't hilaw pa ang kaisipan, nagmistulang isang malaking alon ang ideolohiyang kanilang ipinaglalaban. Piping saksi dito ang mga karatulang tangan bilang armas ng pagbabago....

One Hundred

There are songs behind all those smiles and there are anthems behind all those sadness. But I always find myself creating anthems. Isn't the world more cruel than Ares? Or this is just my mind full of inconsistencies and fragments of overwhelming grief? I sat at the corner facing the darkness of a room and holding my cheap and out of tune guitar. I write it. All my feelings are processing in just a single drop of blood. It is so amazing how the blood runs through a piece of paper transforming itself into an organize tint. The tint says it all. First, that I am waiting to see your face. Hoping that on one enchanting day, I will see your glooming smile, your soft lips and the overly wonderful lashes playing on your eyes in that fast food chain and are awaiting my return. Second, that I will receive this one simple and sweet message; "I miss you." Third, that we will be able to hold each others hands while walking in the busy street full of honking and shouting. Fourth,...