...See Through...

I am so in love already with myself being a soon to be a journalist, the writer of the people's voices and thoughts. I was not at first believe in myself that I could be and soon be the writer of tomorrow. Why? First of all, reading newspapers bore me. Secondly, I seldom watch news on television. I have little knowledge on the updates of my country as well as the foreign ones. But then, as time passes by, little by little, through the service of my sharped-brainiac instructors that I was somehow able to tell myself that I could soon be one of them. Not to harshly force myself to love and appreciate news items but slowly taking my time to spend on recovering the general events going on around, affecting my world.

What changes my concept of myself with this course is when I get the chance to start having my news item read on air through radio broadcast and was done by yours truly. The first time I did the airing of my news, I was able to say to myself that, "eiy, I can really do this...I can really be, hopefully a booming newscaster not just here but even maybe to foreign land...." Thank's to Power 91, DYGB FM, they gave us the chance to be part of their team and they call us the Power Volunteer. I could see my future there that maybe one day I'll be working there. As I gave the Negrenses the updates, I was so excited, the feeling of having been able to serve them no matter how little it is. No greater feeling could ever be compared the day I did the airing. I see through that station, myself becoming one of the most fearless journalist I could ever be one day and that one day will come sooner. So far, so good, as beginners, as what they say. My classmates are really full of bliss and thankful that we had this opportunity. I thank God so much for all this. Imagine, i get a live broadcast with my own written article on the number one radio station of Dumaguete City? It's really an overwhelming experience that no other greater feeling that I could think of that's better than this. It is not for fame, but it's really the career, I am really into it. Though a lot of people may think that most of us end up in call center agencies, but then I am so hopeful I wouldn't and more chances and opportunities would come.

Live radio broadcasting is still going on. So, I'm signing off now, got a beat to news leg with. Bye!

Almost Lost It

Lovely little lady kitty cat

Around and around it plays

Calling friends, happily share its life

Loneliness often comes, but matters not.

Little stray cat, stranger to kitty

But friendship, they had made

Closer and closer, forever they'll be

'Till they forget of letting go.

Around and around they play

Enjoying one another's company

As they love being together

Unexpected, but it happened.

Never had kitty think that

Little missy steal the stray

Never kitty expects that

Stray cat would try to leave her.

Afraid of losing any of them

Confused as he may be

Of whom to let go

And whom to choose.

Hurt little kitty cat that she

Wanting to be with her love no longer

Realize she'd just been fooled

Stupid missy and damn stray cat.

Though confuse, but stray cat

Giving up kitty, it'll be the dumbest

Trying to give her the apple back

And perhaps be love by kitty even more.

-getz mo ba 'to?..lol!

My Obsession

The day I was born, or I think even when I was still inside the womb of my mother's, I already knew what am really so obsessed with. But then it seems that not every one is really happy of the idea and it's kinda frustrating, really. They were expecting something from me which am already sick of hacking it up, meeting their expectations on me (roar!). I hate to study, and I hate being the freaky genius of the class. All I want with my life is to spend my time on the dance floor and turn the music on and then that's it. I told a lot of my friends even my teachers that if only I could go to school that teaches only about dancing, I would enroll there. I know it's out of the question but I was hoping it is. Though they love watching me swaying my hips, but they are not that exactly into it. I mean they are not that actually accommodating. Dancing is truly my escape from cracked-up brain because of stupid and damn exams and everything. When there are a lot of things in my head and I don't want to think about it, I would listen to music and dance. I would unwind myself through it, aside from going out with friends or going to the office and have chika with the others. In fact, when I study, am not really studying through the whole time. Time to time, I would stand up and do some dance steps and then afterwards go back to studying. It even makes me find memorization easy because of it. I know why they really don't like the idea of spending most my time in dancing because it can turn your head down. They even told me I have to quit on it but because am so stubborn that I could never do that. Well, who could be blame...? Like I said, even when I was still inside of my mom's belly I already started dancing.

I love public speaking as well and that's my compensation to them. I want to talk in front of a crowd though it could be frightening. But once you’re on that stage and speak out the first word, you'll just notice that you're already half way through of your speech and realize that the crowd just gave prestigious applause as you take your bow. All of the nervousness that you once felt behind the stage just peter out and then you just delivered a good speech. When I love it, I still have to study and learn it. It needs brain snapping and concentration, same with dancing. But then, when I love talking it was when I was already born.

New Racket

My life has been so hard up now a days. My mom could hardly give me enough money for my weekly allowance. Good thing that I have a monthly "H" in Pylon which has really help me a lot. Unfortunately, it's still not enough. I still found a hard time surviving with a limited budget. This is just because my course is really a money-eater, that is because we have this technical term "news legging". News leg is our term when we conduct interviews from our beat, the area we're assigned to gather news. It's really "kalas" because we have to ride a pedicab or an easy ride. But then, I found a new racket that really had solved my problems, though not totally but at least.... This racket, perhaps you already know what, is really tiring like sometimes I have to do it first rather than my home works. It's really brain cracking, like your brain is gonna drain because of finding 500 words per article and it's like I could only have 3 days to finish 5 articles. Can you imagine that? Good thing if I don't have any other things to do. But, I still have a bunch of stuffs to do which are very important too. Either way, I still have to finish my racket or else I can't earn. Anyway, this happened all because of Ate Janjie. She asked me one day about my vacant times and then she said if I like to earn extra money. So without second thought, I said yes, of course!. SOooooooo badly in need of money so why not take it. But that's just it, I have to double time and give a little sacrifices. GEEeeeeeeeee! Thank's 'te Janj...

JULY 8

August 3, 2010

I never thought it would happen, and never expected it thet he would....after what I did to him, to both of us. I was already slowly accepting things that this is what it's going to be. I was already on my way of moving on and get on with my messed up life. I was trying to fix myself and focus to ther stuffs that still needs to be entertained. After all, my life is not yet ready to end there, after what happened with the two of us. I was trying to keep up with other people as well. I already lost hope that we'll be toghet again after he turned me down when I texted him 'bout patching things up. I was even mad at him when I found out that he deleted our pics and most of all there is this other girl. I sai to myself, "Am I that easy to forget?" It never took him weeks to recover from me. He was having sweet chats and all that. I deliberately asked him that about him and the girl and he said they are hust friends, close friends...mmmh,durh!,whatever!.. And So after that, I set my mind to forget him and was trying to set my life straight. Trying to get my life busy for it was my only my way of unwinding my mind and my emotions. I wanted to find a great and a good diversion so I could not think of him.

But then, July 8..ahah!,. July 8, indeed. The unexpected thing happened. Though I was tring to move on but still it wasn't easy. And so when that day came which I never really thought of it anymore, it was one of my most happiest day of my life. Our love was re-birth...Char!..lol!..He wanted to talk and then after that,....alam na..KAMI NA PUD!..weeeeeeeee!