October 31, 2008

So Close

October 20, 2008. That night, I was asked by my mom to deliver a piece of fish and a pack of sausages for my dad so that he'll have dinner to eat for the night.

My dad, you see, he's now living in our farm lot. I don't know the reason why he preferred to live in a place so far from us. He's a very stubborn old man that's for sure.

I used our motorcycle for transport that evening. Of course, I do know a little about driving. It's really fun and cool when you know how to drive a motorcycle or a car you know. Once you get the hang of it, it'll be just a piece of cake. As for me, adrenaline rush got the better of me. I was totally nervous even at starting the engine. So, I drove off safely, easily and smoothly.
I arrived at dad's place and parked the motorcycle on the left side of the road. There parked a truck that was blocking the way in to his little hub. The vehicle was loaded with sacks of rice ready for delivery at a rice mill.

The workers were so busy loading the truck with sacks of rice so I went directly to the house and gave the food to my dad. After doing so, I then left and headed towards the motorcycle. At first I was bothered as to where am i going to move the motorcycle. I was so confused if whether I should turn the motorcycle back or just go straight forward, but I thought hesitantly so I started the engine and moved sideways to the right. I was also aware that I am not used in turning the motorcycle at the right but I hesitated and squeezed the handle carefully. Due to my nervousness, things got fast and I know for the fact that I am somewhat losing control. Then it got me, the vehicle went toward the irrigation canal. I didn't know what to do until I felt a force pushing me to jump; I squeezed the hand break but it didn't work, so I immediately threw myself and jumped. Luckily, I was able to balance my body and stood up straight. My left foot was aching but I did not show any reaction. My aunt and my dad came to the spot where I was so close to hurting myself. They were so angry and worried of what happened but I was too shocked to ease myself at the time being.

The motorcycle fell into the canal; my dad together with some workers helped in getting the vehicle out from the canal pit. I was trembling with fear and shock then i came to think how I manage to survived the accident. It happened so fast that I wasn't able to recall the event. I was so thankful that nothing bad happened to me. I thank God for that force that triggered me to jump for my life, It was then that I realized that our time being is only for the mean time and that we must be careful in everything we do. This was the very first time that it happened to me and I am thanking God for the guidance and protection he has for me.

October 25, 2008

The Stick and the Bottle

Glog, glog, glog, glog, glog. . .
Hsshhh. . . whooooshhhh. . .

Isa pa! hoy! Di mo inubos yang beer sa baso mo! Madaya ka! hmpf! One more bottle please... um, guys i think we're running out of beer, let's go for something hard! Don't forget the cigarette, OK?

Ah... Drinking beer and smoking cigarette is really something. One may rate this pleasure a little bit high. Some people drink and smoke because they want to feel good. Some do this because they want to relax or escape from the hustle of life's beauty. Some, when they're lonely or heartbroken, they drink to the last drop and smoke so that the pain in their heart will go away. Bet you didn't know that too much of this may also lead to death. As for me, yes, i drink and smoke but not to the full extent that I'm going to ruin my dreams all because of this. I only drink and smoke occasionally. People who threw their life with these vices end up getting hurt. For some reason, on my own account, drinking and smoking lets you reunite with your friends or barkadas and build dreams out of thin sheer imaginations, weird isn't it?

Now, I'm just a socialite who knows better than to deal with such vices. It's very hard to quit though, but try at least.

Alcohol intake won't do you any better, but I'm sure it'll take you high! Oh nicotine, you're so addictive i could not cut the habit concerning you. Why do i bother myself troubling the likes of you things? Although, you two are my partners in every crime, still, why can't the cops capture a boy like me? Too ironic, isn't it? But why do some people like you so much as if they are tied behind your back? You are really that addictive to us, aren't you? Nevertheless, the answer lies to those who know you better more than i do. But i have one question though, is it necessary to drink alcohol or sniff the smoke of nicotine?

October 18, 2008

Self- Reliance

Believing in yourself is what really counts. Most people don't know about this. By believing that you yourself can make it, there's no doubt that one can grasp the fulfillment of every craving. Let us console ourselves for every thing that we do is a product of our own sweat and hard work. Anything is possible if we just surrender to our own simple appraisal.

Self- reliance is the valuing of one's worth and capabilities. It is said in the text that "discontent is the want of self- reliance" which is to do more and don't mind what others might say or think.
Being able to do everything in our own desire is already a fulfillment. When we put our work in our heart, we accept whatever mistakes we do and we are open for any changes. Thus, by trusting thyself, the deliverance of our effort is in our hands to critic.
We based our potentials to our capability of producing outcomes which we think is good enough, but even if the output is a waste, still, we should appreciate every bit of art we make.
Sure enough that envy is there lurking upon our midst but never should we imitate to correct our errors because every piece is a work of art no matter how trash- looking it may seem.
Our intention to rely resides on the spontaneous impression of our well- being. It is in the very fabric of our thought that by doing something in our own accord reduces the feeling of anxiety. Therefore, it is in our own conviction not to withdraw but pursue what we think is worth striving for. Never mind what others will say for they doesn't know what perfection is like.
We rely on our self because we trust our self; our self confidence empowers us to defy the odds, thus giving our attitude a boost to discover the vastness of the unknown.

The majestic flow of our will power is the mainstream of our diction. Self- reliance is just another alarm to awaken our mind and that we need not to conform others because our mind speaks the truth. The reason for all of this is that we want to discover more of our nature, manner, and action. It is also to redeem our weakness and strength as we follow our own path. Moreover, Self- reliance defines our character differently.

October 9, 2008

WHAT IF. . .

As i was in deep thought of wondering beyond myself, my mind and body, i came to imagine things from which i would say what if...

What if i was never born, will i be able to see the magnificent extravagance of planet earth?

What if i have no name, will be able to hear someone say Francis?

What if i ave no family, will i reach this kind of life i have right now?

What if I'm not studying, will i be able to write all of these?

What if i continued to study nursing, would i have known better my career?

What if i will be an astronaut, will i be able to teach children the wisdom i possess?

What if i won the lottery?

What if I'm a multi- billionaire, will i spend my money on greater things?

What if i own a very fancy restaurant, a cafe, or a resort, but will these leisure's add to my satisfaction?

What if I'm an actor, will i be able to grab shinning shimmering trophies?

What if my name is on the walk of fame in Hollywood, will Julia Roberts step on it?

What if i have a time machine, will i go back time to change the ways i incurred?

What if i have supernatural powers, will i be able to do unimaginable things?

What if... what if I'm a girl, will i be stuck like this forever?

What if I'm wearing a bra tonight, will my boobs boost?

What if i die right now, will my love ones mourn of their loss?

What if my father was not a soldier, will i live a life of harmony?

What if i know all of the martial arts, am i going to challenge Jackie Chan and Jet Li?

What if i can fly, will i chase the airplanes, the Philippine Airlines?

What if there's a flood, will i swim to ease the tension coming out from me?

What if i never met that person, will i be this mature to go on my own way?

What if we never met, will i get all the chance to stay forever in this world with you?