Technologic

     People using phones at the wrong time. A second-grade student has its own iPhone 5. A sixth grade complaining about "why love is ridiculously hurting me" in a social networking site. A 13-year old girl calling another girl a "slut" for flinging with her boyfriend. An 11-year old girl bursting out to tears just because her crush didn't like her recent posts. A 15-year old grumbles where the heck he could he find his forever. An 18-year old  gets hundreds of likes just because of her cleafie (a selfie emphasizing a cleavage).

     Hi guys, welcome to the 21st Century. I bet this is not what you're expecting from the past few years, but all of the statements written above are the saddening truth. Flying cars, robots, advanced technologies, clean environment, high-definition holograms are some of the things I'm expecting (you too, aren't you?) in this generation, but it failed me, you, and all of us here. Different kinds of pollutions, improper garbage disposal, corrupt government officials, high crime rates are just some of the major problems of the world. See the gap of our expectations to the reality? Well, we need to deal with it.

     People using phones at the wrong time. I can't understand why most of the time, people are taking pictures of themselves on events or somebody's special occasion. I'm not saying that taking selfies or groupies is prohibited at any kind of parties, but most of the time, it ends up ignoring the main purpose of that certain event. For example, your friend hosted her birthday party inviting only special people to her heart and luckily, you're one of them. At the party, your other friend surprises the birthday celebrant by handing her the birthday cake and the whole room goes like "Oh boy, this is it, let me take a pic of you and your fab cake," or "Lemme take a twinnie with you!". Come on guys, it is somebody's birthday and it looks pretty rude at any angle because most of you are focusing on their own new status update and not on the birthday celebrant itself. Another example. When people are going to have a dinner at a fancy restaurant and then the food is served. Instead of praying, some of us are taking out their phones and capturing the food and updating their IGs or Twitter accounts. If we're only on the 80's, I guess I would be slapped so hard in the face when I do that.
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     A second-grade student has its own iPhone 5. Probably, I'm playing with Legos or my collection of Hot Wheels and stabbing my Barbie dolls at that age. I would be playing outdoor games with my playmates, reading my textbooks (just in case we would have a test the next day), SLEEPING or practicing to write very fast. In my opinion, kids at these age shouldn't be given these kind of gadgets because if you will, you're not helping them. You're just giving the kid a reason to ruin his/her life at a very young age. She may be socializing, but not in the original way like playing pogs, hopscotch and other games. It's like you're taking his/her life away by giving him/her that kind of destructive material.

     A sixth grade complaining about "why love is ridiculously hurting me" in a social networking site. See how the Internet opens the mind of many children all over the world? They should've been prioritizing their grades... and it's not yet the right time to know about love, in a deeper way. They're just stressing themselves out, they're overreacting things (like "It's not crush anymore, it's probably LOVE"), they're drifting away their focus on their schooling. I still remember when I was still in Grade 6, me and my classmates are really focused on our studies because our grades will determine if we could get our certificate and jump in to high school or REPEAT. We've been busy for our rehearsals for our graduation day and many other things were happening that we didn't even give a single crap about that "love" thingy. 

     A 13-year old girl calling another girl a "slut" for flinging with her boyfriend. For Pete's sake. A 13 year-old girl having a boyfriend? Yeah, it's common nowadays. Plus the fact that a 13-year old mouths "slut" to everybody that would fling with her boyfriend... and in that kind of situation, this girl will go to a social networking site and then rant out all of her emotions there and when she's done, she'll be feeling great because she got attention of the whole world. Why rant out there? You can create your own diary. Personalize it and keep all your secrets there. Just make sure you have a lock or keep it very well. You won't annoy people with your dramas and you'll improve your writing skills! If you don't like putting up a diary, why won't you tell the problem to your parents? They'll give you the perfect advice and you just engaged a open forum in your family. You won't feel guilty because they know what you're doing... unless you hide it from them. If you feel uneasy telling your parents, then your BFFs can rescue you. They'll give you nice advice (especially when there's someone who is matured, the flow of conversation will be smooth.) Don't rant in the Internet. It's like you're stripping in front of the whole world. Another reminder, don't tell other people your weaknesses because they might use it against you, so keep your secrets with yourself and if you'll be sharing your problems, take note that if you tell your problems to 3 or more people, you do not want help. You want ATTENTION. If you are, then it's like the same when you rant out in a site. Anyway, I'm just curious how these teenagers manage to be in a relationship while being busy in school and if their parents know about the things they've been going through.

     An 11-year old girl bursting out to tears just because her crush didn't like her recent posts. My goodness. Instead of locking up your door and crying up all night, why wouldn't you try to answer your homework in Science or help your Mom to prepare dinner? It's not the end of the world if he didn't like your posts. Either he don't like you or he really doesn't like you. So just choose among those choices. LOL. But if get his attention well congratulations. Job well done.

     A 15-year old grumbles where the heck he could he find his forever. Let the love find you. You're in 9th grade and I bet the algebra lessons are getting tougher... so choose if you will find your lover first or save your grade for the better. You're still young to open your mind to these kind of things. Oh look, we're not gonna live here forever, so good luck if you insist to find your forever. True love will come along in your way if you're matured enough and you can handle serious relationships. However, if you have your "forever", just don't take things seriously. Perhaps you think you're in love, but believe me. It's just puppy love. Don't push yourself to your limitations or else you'll say hello to a younger version of you after nine months. (if you now what I mean.)

     An 18-year old  gets hundreds of likes just because of her CLEAFIE (a selfie emphasizing a cleavage). Shout out to the famewhores out there! This paragraph is for you. To be famous you need to be good-looking first. (If you aren't, you may fill your current selfie with lots of effects.) Then you need to have a very nice figure and sassy clothes that people could see your cleavage (because it is an attraction to likers) or extremely short skirts or shorts that people could see your undies and butt. Insert a non-sense quote to that cleafie to sum it all up then wait. Easy right? Why wouldn't you try to be more challenging? That is to be decent enough to be firm to stand with your dignity. If you'll post selfies / groupies, make sure you're wearing decent clothes because many youths are using the Internet and they may see your p*rn star outfit and you might influence them to be like you. The only reason that these kind of social climbers go online is because they want to gain a huge number of likes and ATTENTION. They like to show the whole world their body and let others fantasize it. Even though there's plenty of good reasons to take a selfie, we shouldn't abuse it or be too extreme.

    If you got hit on my statements above, then if the shoe fits in, feel free to wear it.

Kärlek ♥

     Growing up I always thought true love was red roses, dates on Saturday nights, little block box that held expensive things and always knowing what to say. I thought true love was a kiss under the rain, deep explanations, and the perfect story. But now, that I'm older, I've realized it's not like that at all.
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     See because true love for me is ugly snapchats and peeing while you're on the phone. True love is kissing at 6 AM despite the morning breath and singing at the top of your lungs. It's saying all the wrong things at all the wrong moments. It's sarcasm and being honest even when it HURTS. It's late hours of the night when it's been a long day and it's no make up and bad hair. It's tears from laughter, it's tears from sadness and it's nothing like any storybook you've ever read. It's never running out of things to talk about, and it's being comfortable in the silence of things. True love is watching The Titanic though you swore you never would. It's getting mad over stupid things. It's "you're an idiot," and "come here you 'lil shit!" and knowing you're so lucky to hear those everyday. It's spilling your fillings at 4 AM when you should be asleep. It's that song you hear on the radio that always makes you smile. It's the worst story you could imagine, but thank God it worked out anyways. True love is never losing the magic. True love is not leaving when things get hard.

     I like my definition better anyways.

Complimenting Ladies?

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          She sees how her stomach looks when she's standing in her bra. She sees how her face looks without any make-up on. She sees how her chin looks when she looks down at her reflection. She sees how her arms sag when she has them up. She sees how her thighs jiggle when she walks or runs. She sees how her acne looks when she washes her face. She sees how her boobs look when she's wearing a top. She sees how her legs look when she looks at all of her scars. She sees how her hair looks when she wakes up in the morning. She sees how her wrinkles show when she smiles. She is guilty whenever when he hit people when she's on her period. She sees how her stretch marks are visible when she sits down.  See, the thing about us girls, we can see every little detail about ourselves, details that other people can't see and we see every little flaw that other people don't even notice. So when a girl doesn't accept your compliments about her being beautiful, it's honestly because she feels like she isn't and she'd be lying if she said she was.

A DSSPC To Remember

                   

     I was sitting inside the four corners of the classroom with my radio broadcasting team. We were very busy practicing our script for we thought that as we rose from these sturdy chairs, we'll start our voice show. I was a bit nervous that time because first we were not even complete. We were only five to present a 5-minute radio broadcast that was supposed to be seven. Second, we're in trouble in terms of our sound effects; we'll be using a phone that should be a laptop and lastly, I really feel that my heart turned out into a speaker that plays a bass boosted song that goes 'boom'. I feel like I can collapse anytime I wanted to.

     A woman popped out all of a sudden. She started talking about herself then their school's achievements (like who the heck cares?) and the topic we will tackle. Probably, she's the lecturer. I ignored her first, because I wasn't pleased; her foundation was uneven and her hair was messy. Second, she's not prepared because her presentation was only showed at Microsoft Word, not on PowerPoint, and lastly, I just don't like her airy aura. I just turned my eyes to hunt some hot guys (I'm being treacherous to my crush) when suddenly I spotted one and luckily, he's sitting on the 5th row while I'm on the 4th! (Hallelujah!)

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     I looked at his face. His eyes were somewhat small, I guess he's half Chinese. He got fair complexion. His lips were small too, and it's red! At first, I thought he was wearing lipstick, but his red lips were all natural. He got that pointy nose and he was wearing eyeglasses that really turned me on! He sensed that I was eye-raping his face so he smirked and I was a bit shocked so I quickly turned my head back to the lecturer. I felt my temperature got high and as I see my reflection on my phone, I saw myself blushing! I glanced at him once last time and he was smiling!

     Anyway, I really did my best to listen to the lecturer, but she was so boring that I yawned. (I'm so sorry) Oh, I am the secretly arrogant in the room, I told myself that I don't even need her lectures because my school paper adviser had a copy of it, besides, we're the best radio broadcast team and I see that my teammates agree with me for they're not listening too.

     At last! She ran out of saliva. We were given one and a half hour to create and practice our script. We proceeded to the second floor and occupied one room for one school. Well, we're prepared so our script was done so all we have to do is to practice it. After some minutes of "intense" practice of lines, we delivered it to the judges straight in their faces. As I expected, good feedback were given to us and some downsides like, we're incomplete and one sound effect doesn't suit one's voice, but overall, it was good!

     We stayed at the lobby while waiting for our school paper adviser and luckily, there's the one whom I encountered in the lecturer's room. I see him stare at me in the corner of my eyes and I also felt that he was going to my direction and dang! He was at my back, staring far from nowhere. Well, I stayed calm and stood up. He said 'hi' to me and I said 'hello'. He stared at me for some seconds until I felt the awkwardness. I waved my hands near his face then he went back to the reality and composed himself quickly. I saw him blush and my goodness. He turned out into a tomato! I laughed so hard that you wouldn't think that there's no more tomorrow and said that he's cute when he blushes. He just replied 'thanks'. My friends we're coming at my side so he said goodbye and then he turned out into a cheetah. OH BOY, I FORGOT TO ASK HIS NAME!

     On our way to DSSPC, I can't help but to think of that guy. There's an urge to myself that I want to know his name and I really felt that he'll be a good friend. The contest was held and the awarding ceremony followed accordingly. I'm so happy for him that their school bagged awards just like ours. I saw him smile at me so I smiled at him too. I really want to ask his name when he waved his hands at me saying that they need to go. I felt sad, I thought that this was the perfect chance to ask his name, but time doesn't allows us to do so. Maybe I'll just see him next year... Oh how I hate you fate.

Snapshots of the Past

     Everytime I hear his name, his wide smile fills up my mind. His sparkling eyes that stares at me gives me chills. I like his boisterous laugh where you can see his hundred teeth that you even need to wear sunglasses so your eyes wouldn't be hurt. His weird voice that makes my heart skip a beat everytime he sings (especially when he knows that he's out of tune), his jokes that makes me laugh even though it's not funny. He goes there beside me, just staring on what am I doing. He even threw me pick-up lines that makes me blush. He's so good to me whenever I feel nobody does. He's the only who cares for me when no one did. I like everything he does, I like what's in him. I LIKE HIM.


     He cheered me up when I was down. He treated me like a princess. He let me feel special even in a short time. Questions are conquering my mind again...


Is he the one for me?
Will I experience what my friends does?
Can I relate myself to them more?
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     I left them unanswered. I want HIM to answer it for me.


"Yes, I am the one for you. The one you've been waiting for so many years. Yes darling, we'll experience what they are doing but we'll do it more better than them. You'll relate yourself to them more for we'll be making our very own love story that will be written in the history."


     Of course, I am daydreaming! Probably, it may happen on some books, but never in the reality. I'm used to it, to be hurt. Three rejections. Three big rejections that almost ruined my life. When I attempted at my first, I stopped myself for I am too young. The second one, he doesn't like me, but my best friend, he does. The third one... he ignores me and he really torn my heart. In this fourth attempt, I wish he'll never break it for it took me years to heal it...


     Oh! He's my source of joy. I don't know why, but I'm extremely happy when I'm with him. He's the one who usually wipes my tears; he gives me his words of wisdom. He always wanted to reach out for me that makes me feel that I'm special to him. He said that he's happy with me. Is it? Am I special to him? I hope so...


     But the only permanent in this world is change.


     After one month of sweetness, everything is just a memory now. His sweetness turned into bitterness. I can still hear his sweet lines, but that's not for me anymore, but into somebody else. He's the one who wipes my tears but now, he's the reason behind it. I see him happy, but I really hope that I'm still the one, the one behind his smiles, but definitely not. He found someone better than me! He sees that I don't care, but deep inside myself, I'm holding back my tears. I'm breaking inside. I thought he's the one. He helped me to move on for my third attempt. He told me that he's happy with me. I thought there's a SPARK between us, but I think, I'm the only one who feels it. We used to do what we usually do everytime we're together, but now, he's doing it with someone else.


     Hey, I'm sorry! I was serious on what we we're doing, but it was just a fling for you. Yes, a fling. All this time. I thought there was something, but there's none. I thought you're the heaven's sent for my agonizing heart, but no. You weren't. Everything was scripted; you manipulated me, gave me false hopes... how dare you to play with my heart... Well I'm moving on for I am tired of this. Fourth attempt, failed. No, I won't stop loving for the sake of loving me back. I will come back stronger... and thank you for the memories, it's just a snapshot of the past now.

Usually Sacred

     "It is very alarming that we know more facts about our idols than the policies of our school and our parents' guidelines.", says a friend of mine. Yeah, she has a point. It's true. For us? Does it seem right? I know that some of you are confused but most of us teenagers do this, most of the time.

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     I still remember those cold nights and a candle was our only source of heat and light. We were there in a room, praying the rosary. There's an interaction wherein mother says the lines and we answer back. I can hear Mom's sincerity while saying the prayer, so do I. My younger brother caught Mom's attention, all of a sudden for he keeps on yawning and there's his pair of eyes, blinking, showing no interest in what we're doing. Mom just gave a death glare. I don't know how should I react for we stopped for a while. I just showed no emotion at all. I saw my brother, stunned. After a few seconds, he finally realized that what we're doing is a sacred act -- praying so he sat down properly and he composed himself quickly. Mom just flashed a smile and we continued the prayer peacefully.

     The next day, we prepared everything before we go to school. The packed lunch, our  bags, and even ourselves were ready. Even the elementary school bus was there. I look at my brother's eyes, and I can see he's terrified. I saw mother's flaming eyes because of what my younger brother did. Well what did he do anyway? There he was, standing in front of the mirror, doing poses because he was so jolly. He used the rosary as an accessory. Mother shouted at the loudest voice she could...

"Are you possessed by a demon? Why are you wearing the rosary?! Only possessed people wear that!"

     My younger brother was left there, standing.

"But Mom, i-it's the n-new trend!" he replied, stammering.

"I used to be slapped whenever I try to do those things! Can't you see? It's sacred! Remove that rosary or I'll do something you wouldn't like." my mother's response.

     My younger brother removed the rosary fastly as his tears fell down to his face. His face turned red for he was ashamed; thinking if our schoolmates heard it. I wiped his tears and left the last words...

"It will be alright." and then we left the house.

     That night after the incident, my mom usually talks to us to ask how we were doing in school after we pray the rosary. It's like a family meeting, but I really feel that this one's different.

     "What happened to the new generation? Is this the way how you respect the holy things? By using them as an accessory? As far as I know, rosary necklaces, rosary bracelets is an all new trend in the market. But wearing them without the blessing of the priests will bring you nothing. So wearing it simply means that you're displaying it. For what? Good compliments? That you're so religious that you should go to heaven? Mentioning about religious, your standpoint nowadays is always like this, 'the more religious things you wear, the more religious you are!' But the bottom line is, do you even go to church to attend the mass? Now, being a part of the new generation, you should know your limitations as well as the DO's and DON'Ts." Mom told us. We we're there, quiet and our head faces the floor. Mom's right. Respect begins with respect because sacred things turned out into usually sacred.

The Light Fades Out In Her

       "NO! Don't tempt us to eat that. We're prohibited to eat or  drink something cold and sweet." she said irritably. Why is that she's always short-tempered? Maybe the reason why is that the  cute kid keeps on blurting out that he wants to share his scramble with us. Why is that so? I don't even know. The kid just wants to share what he got then she got irritated all of a sudden? Well I guess she's on her period, but that doesn't mean she can't control her temper. I really felt sorry for the kid for I saw his face turned blue. He's didn't do anything wrong, besides he's nice, he got that bubbly personality that shows his innocence so how come she got irritated to this little angel? The light fades out in her.

     She's nice, yes. She's good at speaking for she had a good accent. She threw her lines perfectly, she's still wearing the same shirt that labels her personality, she's still my friend, but why is that I felt something unusual; it seems like something changed. I can't figure it out at this time, but there's something wrong... I guess the light fades out in her.

      After some hours of bustling training, we performed our voice show. We recorded it and we decided that we'll practice more. We need to polish everything, but we're only given one day to polish it, but it ended up now, unsatisfied on what we've executed. Even though I wanted to practice more to perfect it, I need to follow my schedule for this day. I'm still deciding to attend the meeting or go home and take a rest. My conscience tells me to attend while my body tells me to rest. I asked her opinion...

"Aattend ka ba sa meeting mamaya?" I asked her.

"No." she said coldly.

"Bakit?" I asked her again.

     Questions started running through my mind. My curiosity drained when I heard her answer...

"Kasi ayoko, saka 'di pa ako nagpapaalam kila Mama." she stated while packing her things.

     I was left there. Standing. Is she still my friend that has the eagerness to serve Him? Why does she turned out like this? What happened to her? I remained silent for I'm sensing that she'll say something more.

"Pinag-iisipan ko nga 'rin pala kung iiwan ko 'yung TK. Besides, hindi naman ako kawalan eh." she continued.

     My heart broke down into pieces on what I've heard. Why? Why did she turned out like this? Is there something wrong? I don't want this feeling, I felt my sweet smile cleared out rapidly and it turned out into a bitter one.  I feel like, I'm the reason why she turned out like this, but my mind says that I did nothing wrong to her. Why all of a sudden? Oh yes! The light fades out in her.

     I still remember the tough times when she badly need our prayers for her special someone that occupies half of her heart. As her friend, I included her someone into my prayers, every night and day, sincerely. My effort paid off, her special someone got a little stronger. I saw that she flashed a smile into me, and her eyes is like telling me "Thank you". I just winked at her and we went to the church for our practice.

     She wants to be updated on the organization at all times, she gets angry when she's not informed. She's an active member. She's great because she never says "NO" to new experiences that welcomes her. I guess her faith was going strong. She's leaving her shell already. She interacts with other people and I love to see her bright aura. Her light shined and left the darkness. She's improving. 

I really hope that her attitude continues. Until...

"NO! Don't tempt us to eat that. We're prohibited to eat or drink something cold and sweet." she said irritably.

     I don't even know what happened, who changed her like that, when and where did it took place, why and how. I don't want her to stay in that way, I know that I need to do something because the light fades out in her.