Right, here's my blog, a little space in the web I reserved to help me ease the pains and discomforts of the world, also to go with the increasing-number-of-bloggers trend, which I think is a cool and interesting thing.
Feel free to read and comment on the entries.
And if you've got nothing good or constructive to say, get the hell outta here.
|Posted by Freelancer8 on April 17, 2010 at 1:45 AM||comments (2)|
Last night, I got a text message from someone who made a relatively significant mark in my life. I don't know if it was sent exclusively to me, or maybe I was just one of those people in the group list which the message was sent to.
This was what the message contained.
“I can always take care of myself. .. but still I want to meet the person who can take care of me. . .much more than I do!”
When I received this, I really had the feeling the message was for me. But also, there was this great possibility that it wasn't, so I simply chose not to reply. I just stared at that message and kept reading it with my eyes and didn't realize half an hour had already passed. The thing that was constantly running in my head was the question “Was it or was it not for me?”. If it was, maybe that person is waiting for my response. If it wasn't and I responded, it would have been such a shame to be replied with the message “Don't get it wrong. It wasn't for you.”. (damn!)
But whether it was or it wasn't for me, one thing was for sure. I hoped and wished it was for me. I hoped it was something I waited for, for quite a while, especially from that person.
When you get separated from someone, the thought “Oh hey, will you come looking for me again?” kind of comes to you, doesn't it? Other questions might be, “Is it really going to end this way?”, “Is this the end of everything?”, “That's it? Just like that?”, “Can we not end it just yet?”, or “Can we start over?”. Oh these questions, they produce so much agony, an unbearable one. Just thinking about the fact that the answers you want aren't the right answers is already excruciating. Sorry it's over and you just can't turn back time.
This feeling reminds me of a movie I just saw (it's not new but I just saw it)which a lot of my friends are going crazy over. I actually don't know why a lot of people like the movie as it was just a typical love story for me. Now I'm thinking perhaps that story's a lot more reflective of reality. And yes, I'm talking about One More Chance starring John Lloyd Cruz and Bea Alonzo. Yes I watched it and I'm not ashamed of it, whatever you say won't matter.
The movie was about lovers going separate ways cause they thought it was better that way, but still ended up wanting to turn back time to when they were still together.
“Sana ako nalang, ako nalang uli.”
I can't believe it. Damn, that tacky, icky, mushy, skanky, cheesy, corny line actually makes sense. I can't believe I'm just as icky as this line! This line was supposed to make me sick and throw up! Why the hell is it making me think of myself and that text message?!
I concede. I wish we could still work things out. I wish I could be your comforter again. I wish I could be the one you tell your problems to again. I wish we could go out again together not minding anyone but each other. I wish I could still be that person to take care of you.
But it's such a shame I don't even know where we are now. I don't know what you're thinking. I don't know whether you still want things to work out the way I do.
I wish I had the bravery of Basha when he told Popoy she wanted him back.
I wish I had the courage to say that to you face-to-face!
I wish I didn't have to blurt all this out in a blog cause I already told you about it!
Well, that text message didn't have any follow-throughs whatsoever up to now.
I'm not sure what to infer from it.
Or maybe there'snothing to infer at all.
What am I saying? Who am I kidding? Blah..
|Posted by Freelancer8 on April 15, 2010 at 9:42 AM||comments (2)|
Hello Philippines and hello world! One of the most watched reality TV shows in the Philippines is back on ABS-CBN. Now it's Pinoy Big Brother Teen Clash of 2010. I actually like the idea of making the two ends of the social spectrum clash – high-class teens versus low-class teens. Of course I don't see it as a superior-inferior or superior-subordinate clash. It's simply a clash of two different groups of teens to me. Looking forward to exciting and interesting happenings and moments inside the house! (especially housemate Tricia, pretty hot for a 14-year old!)
Anyway, back to what this blog is supposed to be about, it's quite unfortunate that the lost creature's academic condition is getting worse. (Lost college student that naively landed in the Engineering academy at that) It was simply a failing mark together with three incomplete grades that almost led to a course-shift to I-don't-know-where. Why? Well, besides the fact that 3rd Year level of my course is naturally like hell, and that the subjects were hinged on highly difficult topics, I wasn't really myself. I mean, the usually academically strong and aggressive me was nowhere to be found. (I'm not sure if I've already found it though.) Partly because there were other things I gave much attention to and focus on, without even realizing I was already neglecting my studies. The eagerness to soar high and the determination to pass my subjects with flying colors just weren't there anymore. They just . . . vanished in an instant and I'm sure my previous blog entries would suggest why. And although I kept looking for something or someone tangible to blame for all of this, I couldn't find anyone but myself. I have no one to blame but myself. I am to blame for all of this. Perhaps I took myself for granted. I got too concerned about other people, who never even gave a damn about reciprocating that concern. Every now and then, I fantasize of myself conflating everything together and throwing it out of the window. Yeah, that's right. I FANTASIZE about it, cause I simply can't make it a reality. I think my attempts are promising though, my attempts of trying to get rid of everything that happened, for that matter.
I was thinking of a lot of things when that predicament struck me – the high possibility of getting drifted away from that path, that path which my comrades are in, that path which the people I want to be with are in. I couldn't imagine not being with them anymore. I couldn't imagine having major classes in a different college, having a different set of classmates, having different teachers. I couldn't imagine debating for another college.There were enjoyable things I thought I wouldn't be able to enjoy anymore just on account of my negligence, all of this just because I wasn't prudent enough in making decisions.
Though I usually foresee the harms and negative implications of a certain action, I didn't see this harm coming. It's a humongous harm for me and I didn't see it coming. I was blinded by the conspicuous charm of that incident, an incident which I partly regret and partly celebrate. Well I guess now I've learned my lesson. And this is a lesson I'm so proud I've learned. I'm sure there will be more blinding incidents to come and I don't know how intensely blinding they are vis-a-vis that blinding incident I had. But one thing's for sure, every blinding incident I will encounter will bring me back to this very moment, a moment that taught me an important lesson about an intrinsic part of life.
I'm positively hoping that during that time, I will make the right decision – a decision I won't regret making.
|Posted by Freelancer8 on April 10, 2010 at 7:38 AM||comments (0)|
Whoever said letting go was an easy thing to do? Especially the good things that you so want to hold on so tight to, but in order for you to move forward, you have to let go of? Of course, these things have been a part of your life to some extent. They're things which your heart truly wants to keep but your mind wants to dispose of. It's not easy disposing of good memories, those that make bells ring whenever recalled every now and then, those that attempt to conjure an unforgettable bliss that you want to live in for the rest of your life.
Then all of a sudden, this awkward circumstance makes you choose between those good memories and a possibly happier future, a future you can't have when you continually linger on those good times in the past, good times which might not happen again anymore.
When you are made to choose between these two, is it really going to be easy? Is it going to be as simple as eating hamburger in a park? This situation I'm in tells me it's not. It's telling me it's a suffer-through situation and seems to assure me a reward at the end. I'm not sure if I'm getting any reward though. More importantly, I don't know if I'm able to endure the suffer-through situation. It's hard. It really is. I don't think anyone would have an easy time deciding on this. You know the feeling of wanting something but in order to get that something, you have to let go of another something, and that another something is also something that you wanted. (Or did I confuse you right there?)
I find this kind of situation unfair, unfair in the sense that you can't have both. It always has to be an either-or situation. I've seen a lot of situations like this. The frigging world always makes us choose! It always makes things difficult for us. Oh, no that was an understatement. I meant soooooooooooo difficult for us. I understand the idea that if there were no problems, life wouldn't be as exciting anymore. But I think this is already going a bit too overboard. Just because challenges are good doesn't mean the world has to bombard us with the toughest challenges in the world. Can't we try to change the unfairness of the world? Is the cliché life is unfair an ultimate and absolute truth and fact that we can no longer contest? Can't we at least make it a bit less unfair? Come to think of it, the choices we make, we are bound to deal with the consequences of. It's either we enjoy or suffer in the end. And most of the time, we suffer! Does that mean most of us make the wrong decisions all the time? Or maybe the forces of the world are really conspiring to make us suffer. I don't know. But if the goal is to make us strong and learn from our mistakes, I think I've had too much. What do I have to be strong for? What do I have to learn from mistakes for? Or maybe the goal is to make all people numb at the end, make people not feel anything at all due to a lot of sufferings. Up to this point in my life, I still don't know what the world wants me to achieve. I still don't know where I'm heading. I still don't know what I'm here for. Perhaps, the assumption is wrong. We're not here for anything. Maybe we're just here to live our lives the way we want and the whole purpose of existence is just a prevarication some freak made up in the past.
All I know is that right now, I have to decide on something. I've been running away from this moment for like forever. I never wanted to face this. I never wanted everything to come to this. Unfortunately it did. My mind and heart tell me different things. But I think the mind is closely associated with wiseness. So I'd rather follow what my mind tells me. The heart can be irrational and unreasonable at times. Its mystery is something logic can never understand. Unfortunately, reality is mostly driven by logic.
Thus, I have to let go, let go of the good times, let go of the good memories, let go of those things that made me happy before. If this is the only way to move forward and have that possibly brighter future, then this is something I have to do. Sever all ties from the past, I must. My mind tells me it's for the best. My heart tells me it's something I'll regret. But I don't care. The world is asking me to give my choice. Then I'll give it away.
We're here to make choices. And our choices lead us to our destiny. I've made my choice. I choose to let go.
|Posted by Freelancer8 on November 29, 2009 at 8:32 AM||comments (0)|
It's been a while since I posted something here on my blog. Not that I was extremely busy but somehow the interest to blog didn't really dawn on me lately. I don't really know. Anyway, what I'm gonna share this time are, basically, insights of my experiences. I really had a lot of things going on and I sure learned much from them.I wasn't reallly interested in it at first. I was one of the persons who always thought that a lot of people overreacted when they went through this stage of their life. I never thought I would eventually find myself exuding the same “overreactions” I thought I wouldn't have in the past, not only from my personal experiences but from other persons' experiences as well, particularly friends and classmates.I know it would be a bit or should I say very vague to jump immediately to the insights without sharing the entire story. But I think you'll eventually get the picture of what I'm talking about as you go on reading. I'd rather not share the story to you explicitly so as to create a thrill and excitement on your part, to shake your mind as well as to what this whole thing really is about. Hehe.I don't know if I will be able to share all of them but I will try. I don't even know if words are enough for me to be able to elucidate them.Okay, here it goes. I've learned that when “it” comes to your life, you really have to prepare for certain difficulties and emotional pains. It's like a bliss pill at first, that when you take it in, you experience unlimited happiness. But eventually, holes start to appear in that perfect picture. It's not gonna be a walk in the park forever, as they say. A lot of problems like several differences start sprouting, which you thought would not be a problem. But hey, they actually did become a problem. Then you start to demand for something. You start to demand for changes. You start negotiating just to settle things over. But without your knowledge it only becomes worse. It becomes worse whenever situations highlight your differences, things that you really won't be able to come up with a compromise on. Things get worse everyday and there's just no other way but to end it. Then you start going separate ways thinking that both of you are better off without each other, thinking that both of you will be able to move on easily and start over.
But just when you thought you had already moved on, you suddenly realize that “it”'s still there. It has always been there and the both of you are just trying to avoid it.Then you start to miss each other. You start missing how it was like to be with each other's company. Things start to get good again and the whole story starts over. At this point however, when things get bad, this is where certain realizations come in. You begin thinking about it as something which both of you cannot succeed on, something that both of you will have to give up on. One starts to completely move on and find another. Maybe the other does as well.
Perhaps it's a lot safer not to give so much just yet especially when you know it's too soon for it. People tend to give so much for something they initially want but end up disappointed and frustrated for not getting the outcome they expected to have. You start blaming the world for your failure. You start believing that the world is unfair and that it intentionally makes people suffer. Indeed, the world is unfair. The things you desire the most you don't get that easily or you don't get at all. Perhaps the world really works that way. Perhaps the world isn't being unfair. Maybe it's just how it works. I know that was a bit confusing right there about the world being fair or unfair. HahaI think you already get the picture of what I'm talking about by now. What I can tell you is that “it” will not go easy on you. It may be the best gift of life but it's not that easy to get and it's not easy to deal with. It can affect you in a lot of ways. As for me, I was able to do things I never thought I would do before, or even go to extents I never thought I would reach. That's how powerful it is. It makes you do things you never imagined yourself doing. I think some part of me even got changed because of it. I lost my trust on some people because of it. Other people got devalued because I thought it was more valuable, that it was something I needed to put more time and attention to. Of course I was wrong, wrong in a sense that I got too engrossed by it, that I attended to equally important things less than I should have. But now I've learned. And I'm not afraid to take on possible situations associated with it. I think I already know how to efficiently handle it. There's no point being afraid to try. Just make sure you won't regret trying. I'm sure I'll get my reward someday. I hope you get yours too. ^^,
Unfair, yes, the world is. But it's still beautiful. Might as well enjoy it.
|Posted by Freelancer8 on October 5, 2009 at 11:15 AM||comments (1)|
One of these days
One of these very ordinary days
Your going to call my name
And I won't be there
After the days
After these very,very many days
Your going to see the light
And I won't be there
And on that day
Some how I'll find the strength to stay away
I won't give in
I will not let myself be taken in
Again oh no my friend
One of these days
Out of the blue you'll start remembering
And I won't care
Cause I won't be there
Oh and on that day
I swear I'll find the strength somehow to stay away
I won't give in
I will not let myself be taken in
Again oh no my friend
Thats what I say
Thats what I tell myself I won't give in
So try it someday and you'll see that I won't be there
No you know, you know I won't be there
One of these,one of these,one of these days
I won't be there
That'll give you a clue on what I'm going through right now. Damn, it's really hard. But I'm succeeding, I think.
Oh well, I think it's about time I share something. I'm in a danger zone right now, as far as school is concerned. I think I'm gonna fail most of my subjects. A lot of things negatively affected my focus. Of course, debate is one of them and other stuff about teenage crisis. I wouldn't even want to study anymore because everything is just too heavy for me right now.
What really worries me is the possibility of failing. I've never gotten a failing grade before, but this time, I don't think it's just one failing grade, it'll be a set of failing grades.
|Posted by Freelancer8 on August 16, 2009 at 9:40 AM||comments (1)|
Well, first off, I'm glad that Maam Mara and Kuya Philip went all the way to the Grand Finals. Although they didn't really bag the Championship, it was already enough that an IIT team got there.
The mode that was used was British Parliamentary - 2 speakers for each team. My partner was Ate Ara, and I was very satisfied with our team, however, due to some unfortunate circumstances, we got kind of off our game. But over all, we treasure the experience and the new friends we've gained.
We were MSU-IIT E, not because we were the weakest of course, but because that was the letter Ate Ara drew from the pieces of papers that had the letters "A" to "E" on them. So, we were the official team E of MSU-IIT.
So now, let's talk about the Elimination rounds.
First Round: This House believes that multinational corporations should be held liable for the actions of their subcontractors in the third world.
The first round was a total disaster.
We were the Closing Opposition.
We were ranked last among the 4 teams.
1. ADDU B
2. ADZU C
3. FSUU A
4. MSU-IIT E
We were really disappointed in the decision of the adjudicators. Their justification was that my case was not well-founded and I focused too much on rebuttal. We just couldn't accept the verdict for that reason. Perhaps if it was justified through case weighing, then we could havea ccepted it. But to place us last just because I had too much rebuttal? I really felt that it was unfair for them to do so. I concede that I started my case around the 6th minute already. But still, I tried my best to make them understand the whole thing, and I think I clearly explained it to them. Although I was already running out of time when I started my case, it was not fair for them to disregard it altogether. Even rebuttals have substantive matter in them, why can't they credit that and the separate case I had? Why put aside everything I argued? Then I realized they were newbie adjudicators. They were new to adjudicating a debate. They couldn't even express themselves well in English. How do you expect me to trust them? Even ADDU B found the decision unjustified. Although I think it was right to make them(ADDUB) win, the decision had to be justified. That's why we gave the chair adjudicator a "1" in the scoresheet, which is tantamount to a lowes trating for an adjudication and a complaint against that adjudicator.Our reason was "very insufficient justification". We thought it was the right thing to do then and we never regretted encircling that number "1" in the scoresheet. Serves you right! So then, in terms of points we had a 0. Others got 2, 1, or so. Surprisingly, Maam Mara's team also got a 0 on that round. They said they also had problems with their adjudicator. So even in the first round of eliminations, we already thought everything was politicized, that the name of the institution already had something to do with the decisions.
2nd Round: This House believes that physicians should have the sole right to determine treatment for terminally-ill patients.
This was not one of our best performances.
We were the Opening Government. We only had 15 minutes to prepare. Expectedly, I had a messy set-up and argumentation.
I only had one argument and tried making a meta-argument in the middle of the speech. I was glad Lee, our adjudicator, got it, although I must concede the set-up was not really clear and it lacked a sense of hard-line. Even the entire Opposition misrepresented our set-up and our case. Their last speaker even tried to blame us for the messy debate we had - "If we get low scores in this round, we must blame the Opening Government."----- yeah, really infuriating right there.
So after the debate, Lee ranked us 3rd. We appreciated his discussion on how the debate went and how the two sides argued. Although I didn't agree with him on some points and he ranked us second to the last, his justification was so clear and fairly reasonable. We gave him a perfect score in the scoresheet. He was the best adjudicator we had in the entire competition. Then, our team already had 1 point.
3rd Round: This house regrets the effects of telenovelas on our national consciousness.
This round was quite easy.
We were Opening Opposition. I liked this position better than Opening Government. At least, you wouldn't be blamed for a messy set-up.
In our preparation time, we expected telenovelas to be those local "soap operas" of Philippine television i.e. May Bukas Pa, Pangako Sa'yo,Tayong Dalawa, etc. But when the Prime Minister spoke, he said the debate was about foreign telenovelas i.e. Boys Over Flowers, Meteor Garden, and the like. Of course, I had to scrap the entire case I prepared and made an instant case instead. Luckily, I was able to argue my stand well. I even had effective rebuttals, so did Ate Ara. We really gave our best on that round because we badly needed more points to proceed to the Octo-finals. Yeah! We got 1st place this time! The adjudicators said our stand was not defeated throughout the entire debate. That really boosted our self-esteem. We were so happy because we then had 4 points!
4th Round: This House believes that Palestine should demilitarize in exchange for a guaranteed sovereign state.
Again, we were Opening Opposition. We were glad we knew a bit about the Palestine issue.
We argued that demilitarization would make Palestine vulnerable to attacks and the propensity that Israel's ulterior motives would come into the picture, considering that there's no great assurance for Israel to cooperate once demilitarization happens. On the downside, however, we were not able to discuss thoroughly on our alternative solution. We said we would continue efforts in the status quo which is a transitionary process to having a better Palestine. But we didn't really discuss how effective that would be as compared to demilitarization. That's why Closing Opposition capitalized on that lapse we had and took the advantage of discussing that instead. So there, we ranked 2nd, which we thought was fairly reasonable. Then, we had 6 points!
5th Round: This House believes that women have been harmed by the Philippine Left.
Again, Opening Opposition. Haha
My Leader-of-Opposition skills were really put to the test in the eliminations.
The Opening Government was kind of weak in set-up and argumentation. So, as the leader of the Opposition, that's what I capitalized on. I highlighted their flaws and lapses in my rebuttals. Ate Ara also fortified our case and killed the arguments of the other side even more. What's funny was that I used Katrina Halili as an example of women empowerment. I tried to twist the negative perception of what happened to her to something positive, that it was something constructive not just to her but for women in general. I think that really flew for the adjudicators because in this round, we placed 1st once more! Ate Ara and I were really glad that our efforts really paid off.
Then, we already had 9 points! We were sure to proceed to the Octo-finals! (you must have at least 8 points to proceed to the Octo-finals.)
6th Round: This House would tie up economic aid with population-control policies.
We were Opening Government this time.
Again, 15 mins. was too short for us to prepare well.
My set-up was fair and I think it was clear. Although I really had a hard time explaining in my argumentation the link between economic aid and population control. It was quite a long explanation, so much so that our stand was not anymore highlighted in the debate. Ate Ara was able to explain it though in her speech about our argument on "long-term sustainability". With that lapse, I think ADDU B immediately capitalized on that and took the conclusion and highlighting parts. We ranked 3rd in this round, although we didn't really agree. But there was nothing we could do. The decision was irrevocable. But we were glad that our breaking-to-the-octofinals was already sure. Then, we had 10 points.
7th Round: This house would ban Gender-Rehabilitation Centers for homosexuals.
Woah! Finally, the last round of the eliminations. Seven rounds of debate would really drain every single bit energy you have.
We were Closing Opposition. We were going against MSU-IIT team D, closing government.
Ate Ara and I both gave our best, considering that this was the last of the eliminations. We argued that banning Gender-Rehab Centers would deprive homosexuals, who desire to change themselves, the avenue to do so, that they would suffer from mental and emotional agitations if they were not given this avenue. We placed 1st in this round! Woah! That was really a reward for us after the exhausting 7 rounds.
Octo-finalRound: This House believes that the state should prioritize the funding of education that suits the needs of the economy.
We were Closing Opposition. We really liked being Closing Opposition. It would give us time to objectively assess the debate. Jedi-mind, as they say.
Gica, the chief adjudicator of the tourney, was our adjudicator this time.The set-up and argumentation of the Prime Minister was not really strong especially that they were not able to establish the link between agriculture and SME courses and the upliftment of the economy, which was their main burden in the debate. What we argued was the multifactorial characteristic of the economy, that economy is dependent not only on one sector but on all sectors. That's why the state should not displace or discriminate against other courses just to uplift the economy because economic status should be based on all sectors, not just on one sector. So there, we placed 1st in that round. We were the only ones who got the average to above-average scores. Ate Ara was the best speaker then. I was.5(point 5) short to her score. We were satisfied with Gica's adjudication and appreciated the tips she gave on how we should have substantiated our arguments better. We then proceeded to the quarter-finals.
Quarter-final Round: This house would not protect religion-sponsored hate speeches.
This was the worst verdict we received inthe entire tourney.
We were Closing Opposition. ADDU A was the Opening Opposition.
Opening Opposition argued merely on principle. They argued that freedom of expression/freedom of religion should be respected because no tangible harm is involved, that words don't hurt and that it forwards discourse.When someone speaks bad of someone/something, another person can easily respond to that. Their argument was for hate-speeches in general.
Our case was an on-the-ground analysis. We argued that in the event that so-called religion-sponsored hate speeches would not be protected, we would be giving the state the power to crackdown on what the Church says. We characterized the Church as an entity that is politically active. It's involved in campaigns that incite social activism. It helps people see problems in the society and problems especially in the government that need to be addressed i.e. corruption and bribery scandals. Once you give the state the power to crackdown on these hate speeches, you give the state a silencing tool for the Church. This would open the floodgates to abuse. The State would use this leverage for its own advantage so that the Church could not throw allegations or accusations to it anymore. Once the Church is silenced, we cripple one of the strongest watchdogs of the government. That was our case!
At the end of the round, we thought we got 1st place. We were even so sure of our case then. We could barely accept 2nd place that time. Guess what? We were placed last among the four teams. Whaaaaaaaaaaat??! Thatcase of ours was for last place?! You've got to be kidding me!! The justification of our adjudicator was not even reasonable. I really felt depressed that time. I felt that we were intentionally being kicked out of the competition.
Semi-final Round: This House regrets the commercialization of environmental causes.
CLEAR WIN FOR MSU-IIT B!!
Of course, our team was not here anymore. But we watched the round where Maam Mara's team was in. They were the Opening Opposition.
Kuya Philip's speech was already very strong. He entirely changed the standards set by the government. The entire case of the Opening Opposition was that commercialization turns something so big of a concern to something little so much so that the public can now appreciate it, in the form of recycled bags for sale, for example. It turns something vague to something concrete. Commercialization proliferates the idea that even in our own little way, we can help the environment. Also, it helps boost the efforts of environmentalists because the environmental cause is now being seen on television. It reaches a lot of people through the media. Maam Mara's performance was particularly stunning and remarkable. Although her rebuttals and substantive material intermingled, it was really a clear win for them already during her entire speech. They ranked 1st on that round according to Gica's adjudication. They really performed very well. That knocked MSU-Marawi B and ADZU C out of the competition. Even ADDU A's status during that round was not really sure. In fact, the decision on ADDU A proceeding to the Grand Finals was not unanimous.
Final Round: This House would not support democracies born out of military revolution.
Opening Government's argumentation was not really that strong. Their set-up was that UN would not give recognition to those democracies born out of military revolution. Kuya Philip was able to respond to it through relevant argumentation. They were the Opening Opposition in that round.They argued that whatever way they used to achieve democracy is okay as long as they were able to achieve democracy. They even argued that UN was in no position to demand that kind of prerequisite because it even uses military action for certain purposes like "War on Terrorism", for example, or even deployment of troops in Myanmar or Afghanistan. What's even more dangerous is that, when you don't give recognition, you're closing that country's doors to avenues that could help the country, especially the people, uplift their condition. It would only exacerbate the situation once this happens. ADDU A, closing opposition, capitalized on the people as important stakeholders and how they would be harmed. They were able to explain it better and thoroughly. I think that's why they bagged the Championship because their case was clear-cut and it was explained well.
To summarize, it was an excessively taxing competition. I even got ill after the competition, but despite all the politics and some infuriating aspects of the competition, the experience we all gained was really great, and this is one of the competitions I will never forget. Special thanks to Butuan for the brilliant accommodation.
|Posted by Freelancer8 on July 25, 2009 at 1:50 AM||comments (1)|
Here'sa poem I want to share. The message is kind of alarming or shocking but it's reflective of what's happening to people's lives on the ground. It's short but the meaning is quite deep.
As I stand upon this rocky cliff
On the edge as sharp as a knife
One false move, a small misstep
Foaming seas await my downfall
Deep dark waters, cradling the unknown
Thrashing; curling; never ceasing
Reaching; beckoning; tempting; begging
One small step and all falls down
The lord of the seas, he lies awake
Staring at me with a smirk on the face
The moment I make that grave mistake
He opens his arms and welcomes me
|Posted by Freelancer8 on July 25, 2009 at 1:37 AM||comments (0)|
It's really unusual to think that someone is much closer to his friends than he is to his family.
I have my family at home. I have my friends in school and sometimes,outside school. These two places are the most influential places in my life nowadays. And yes, I think I am much closer to my friends than to my parents or any family I have. Actually, if I could, I would spend the whole week with them without even going home. When I'm with my friends, I feel secure. When I'm at home, I feel terrible.
It's kind of unfair how things naturally go. You don't get to choose your family when you enter the world. Because of that, the family becomes a bunch of people that you just have to deal with, because no matter what you do, you're stuck with them for the rest of your life. Friends, however, are people whom you choose to be with. Perhaps that's why I like them more than I like my family - precisely because I chose them and not because I had no choice but to accept them.
Enjoyment is mostly what I get from my friends. They make me laugh and enjoy every moment to the fullest. There were also sad moments, of course, but they are greatly outweighed by our happy times together.
On the other hand, what I've gotten from my family are meager happy moments and enormous sad and even terrible moments. Lately, what I get are daily repeating censures from my mother which somehow translate to verbal and psychological abuse, stupid and far-out thoughts from my brother who doesn't seem to care about what's happening around him, insincere cries of my bedridden grandmother, and a gloomy aura from ourseemingly slow-learner house helper.
The only things that make me cope with this situation are playing computer games, and most importantly, my friends. I stay with them to enjoy. I play online games to make myself forget the harsh realities of this world. If it hadn't been for them, I would have exploded out of misery.
Home, sometimes, isn't always as great as how it's described in the cliche "There's no place like home." Sometimes, it just isn't the best place to be in. The make-believe that everything's alright is slowly killing me everyday. This hatred I have within seems to perpetuate. And I get dismayed that I can't just have them out of my life simply because I still depend on them.
Sometimes, I would wish they weren't my family. I'd think that I would have chosen other parents if I had been given the chance to do so, that if only they weren't my family, I would have had a better life.
I want a family that I could depend on for comfort, that I can run to in times of trouble and sadness, that I can open up to to ease emotional distress.
I hope, someday, I could live my life the way I want to. But for now, I have to face it. I have to live the life I never wanted