I am not a robot though as of this moment, I would like to be one. Unfortunately, fate is cruel so I am human.
A human who gets tired and will not just regain energy through a few hours of charging.
A human who does not only need physical rest but also mental.
A human who has feelings.
A human who complains because he does not get enough incentives or positive feedback after hard labor.
A human who is bossed around by other humans who think that we are inferior in social state but are superior in energy and physical activities.
A human who is expected to accomplish the almost impossible in just a flash.
And the latest: A human who has to make a movie, a 30by30 portable Cartesian plane, study, accomplish IWs prepare for the clearance time and get ready for the other battles that may come ahead.
Sincerely yours,
Aldrin, A human. A really tired one.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Hating.
Do you think hating is bad? I think, keeping your hate and trying to cover it up with something fake is worse.
Wow, it's Ash Wednesday and I'm blogging about hating.
Anyways, going back, if we hate things, it only means that we refine them. We refine the things that we like. It will just go to show that we have taste. We don't just conform to whatever is the trend. We let our real feelings be heard. Come on, liking everything, liking everything that comes out as a trend or a person or someone famous, is pathetic. We are different so we tend to clash and sometimes these differences become more significant than one could handle.
Anyways, I still have a lot of problems. The RomeoNJuliet movie project tops my list. With this and more, I could never be so anxious for this school year to end.
Come on Aldrin, hold on. Hold on for not more than two months.
And then, hold tighter for 10 new/last months of HS.
Wow, it's Ash Wednesday and I'm blogging about hating.
Anyways, going back, if we hate things, it only means that we refine them. We refine the things that we like. It will just go to show that we have taste. We don't just conform to whatever is the trend. We let our real feelings be heard. Come on, liking everything, liking everything that comes out as a trend or a person or someone famous, is pathetic. We are different so we tend to clash and sometimes these differences become more significant than one could handle.
Anyways, I still have a lot of problems. The RomeoNJuliet movie project tops my list. With this and more, I could never be so anxious for this school year to end.
Come on Aldrin, hold on. Hold on for not more than two months.
And then, hold tighter for 10 new/last months of HS.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Yearns.
I had been busting my ass off planning for this movie project for English and it appears to be not worth the exhaustion.
Getting sick would now be a blessing. I am just yearning, begging, for rest! I need it. My body needs it. My mind needs it. So, why not give it to me? Come on.
I know, we only have a few weeks left of school but I am not sure if I could survive that. I am constantly in search of things to look forward to and my only thought now is SUMMER. Though summer is not that fun either, at least I wouldn't be this tired. I am planning to study this summer too. I am really anticipating college entrance tests. This is my way of coping up with my fear of failure. What if I get all the Math parts wrong? What if I don't get accepted by the school that I dream of? What if....?What if......?
:(
Getting sick would now be a blessing. I am just yearning, begging, for rest! I need it. My body needs it. My mind needs it. So, why not give it to me? Come on.
I know, we only have a few weeks left of school but I am not sure if I could survive that. I am constantly in search of things to look forward to and my only thought now is SUMMER. Though summer is not that fun either, at least I wouldn't be this tired. I am planning to study this summer too. I am really anticipating college entrance tests. This is my way of coping up with my fear of failure. What if I get all the Math parts wrong? What if I don't get accepted by the school that I dream of? What if....?What if......?
:(
Friday, February 5, 2010
Golden Blog.
It's my fiftieth post here.
Wow. I remember my first blog in Multiply, it was full of cheeziness and immaturity.
Maybe it is now time for me to open up on a lot of things that I haven't blogged about but are really blogsworthy.
So, last January 27-28, we had our two-day youth encounter where we are supposed to sleep, eat and be transformed in the Ecological Park of the school.
First, God. God, you know that I always kept you out of my sight. Yes, I pray but not with great conviction.
But when we had our Youth Encounter and had our activity where we will look for a place in nature to talk to Him, he showed me how he loves me.
At first, I was wondering how He would do it. How? Would it be like there's a voice in your head? Would it be in my conscience? And just thinking about this, I walked and walked and roamed the Eco Park where there weren't too many people.
And then a dried leaf caught my attention. (When we were asked to get something that represented ourselves, I used a dried leaf. Okay, this is a different topic. Moving on......) That dried leaf was covered with spiderwebs and even if it's all whithered, it still clings to the tree. I felt that God was trying to tell me that I am that leaf, that sometimes, I feel bad and rotten and useless, but then again, He still wants me to strive to cling onto the tree which may represent my goals.
And after that, the next thing that caught my attention was those insects that glide through the water. As they glide, they make waves. Some are large waves with large impacts and some are minimal. I just thought, we are like those insects. As we glide through the waters of life, we unconsciously make waves that have different levels of impact on others. This should make us keep an eye out. We are not the only ones gliding through life's waters.
And lastly, the one that really got me was when I suddenly looked up the sky and saw three doves flying together. <3
Second, parents. This got me to tears which is a really rare thing for me. I find it hard to trigger my tears. I don't know why. Sometimes, I just wanna cry my heart out but for an unknown reason, I can't.
Okay, going back. The lights were turned off and only candles lit the room. Sir Rey Rodil was uttering words about our parents like recalling our mistakes, how bad we are, how we do not appreciate our parents and hurting but helping words. Most of the people in the class were very emotional. Almost all of our weak spots are our parents. Oftentimes, we lie to them. We do not consider their hard work just for us to study. We hurt them and forget to realize the big sacrifices that they make for us, to build a better future.
Third, classmates. While the atmosphere was getting so filled with emotion, with the light off and we're all crying, holding Jesus' cross in the middle of the session hall. Sir Rodil then asked us to approach and touch the shoulder of my classmates who need most of our attention and love. He then asked us to approach everyone who touched us and not have touched us yet; to approach those whom we have hurt and fix our relationships. I really felt loved, which I always longed for. <3
There are still a lot of events to update on but I think I'll settle for this now. Maybe I'll wrap it up in some other update.
BTW, my dad's getting his eye fixed tomorrow. He'll have surgery because of his cataract. Please do pray for him. I shall go with him tomorrow to MakatiMed.
That's all for now. Tune in next time.
-Aldrin.
Wow. I remember my first blog in Multiply, it was full of cheeziness and immaturity.
Maybe it is now time for me to open up on a lot of things that I haven't blogged about but are really blogsworthy.
So, last January 27-28, we had our two-day youth encounter where we are supposed to sleep, eat and be transformed in the Ecological Park of the school.
First, God. God, you know that I always kept you out of my sight. Yes, I pray but not with great conviction.
But when we had our Youth Encounter and had our activity where we will look for a place in nature to talk to Him, he showed me how he loves me.
At first, I was wondering how He would do it. How? Would it be like there's a voice in your head? Would it be in my conscience? And just thinking about this, I walked and walked and roamed the Eco Park where there weren't too many people.
And then a dried leaf caught my attention. (When we were asked to get something that represented ourselves, I used a dried leaf. Okay, this is a different topic. Moving on......) That dried leaf was covered with spiderwebs and even if it's all whithered, it still clings to the tree. I felt that God was trying to tell me that I am that leaf, that sometimes, I feel bad and rotten and useless, but then again, He still wants me to strive to cling onto the tree which may represent my goals.
And after that, the next thing that caught my attention was those insects that glide through the water. As they glide, they make waves. Some are large waves with large impacts and some are minimal. I just thought, we are like those insects. As we glide through the waters of life, we unconsciously make waves that have different levels of impact on others. This should make us keep an eye out. We are not the only ones gliding through life's waters.
And lastly, the one that really got me was when I suddenly looked up the sky and saw three doves flying together. <3
Second, parents. This got me to tears which is a really rare thing for me. I find it hard to trigger my tears. I don't know why. Sometimes, I just wanna cry my heart out but for an unknown reason, I can't.
Okay, going back. The lights were turned off and only candles lit the room. Sir Rey Rodil was uttering words about our parents like recalling our mistakes, how bad we are, how we do not appreciate our parents and hurting but helping words. Most of the people in the class were very emotional. Almost all of our weak spots are our parents. Oftentimes, we lie to them. We do not consider their hard work just for us to study. We hurt them and forget to realize the big sacrifices that they make for us, to build a better future.
Third, classmates. While the atmosphere was getting so filled with emotion, with the light off and we're all crying, holding Jesus' cross in the middle of the session hall. Sir Rodil then asked us to approach and touch the shoulder of my classmates who need most of our attention and love. He then asked us to approach everyone who touched us and not have touched us yet; to approach those whom we have hurt and fix our relationships. I really felt loved, which I always longed for. <3
There are still a lot of events to update on but I think I'll settle for this now. Maybe I'll wrap it up in some other update.
BTW, my dad's getting his eye fixed tomorrow. He'll have surgery because of his cataract. Please do pray for him. I shall go with him tomorrow to MakatiMed.
That's all for now. Tune in next time.
-Aldrin.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
I am a painter.
A sudden inspiraton.
While chatting with "someone" who always pulls the trigger in releasing my stress, I thought of these words:
I am a painter. The paper is my canvas and my pen is my paintbrush.
***
And then I thought of changing my page title and description so I added:
While chatting with "someone" who always pulls the trigger in releasing my stress, I thought of these words:
I am a painter. The paper is my canvas and my pen is my paintbrush.
***
And then I thought of changing my page title and description so I added:
I paint masterpieces using the right colors and blend of words. I get inspiration and lose it too. But eventually, I regain it through the people around me and through God. I hope you shall view my page like walking in a exhibit. Every painting is different from another-with different themes and moods.
--
Coloring your online experience,
Aldrin.
My Winning Essay(Braggy much)
Last January 23, God made a way to boost my self esteem once more. He gave me another merit. I won first place in UP Oroquieta Essay Writing Competition. Yssa bagged the second place. :)
So, since I cannot write well and am having a writer's block, I'll leave you guys with the essay I made. It's about politics. Yeah. It might bore you, BEWARE BEWARE READ WITH CARE. Lol.
Theme: Transforming the Philippine Political Landscape Through Election Propagandas
Our needed direction is a blur. Our needed guidance is non-existent. In attaining our goals of nationalism, we fall down and drown in a sea of political turmoil. We are enveloped in a seemingly endless venture for political stability and transparency. Thus, we we entangled by the merciless nets of struggle and fenced by the limitations of our own leaders.Our government is a marketplace-with people bargaining and fighting to get ahead of others. If you do not know how to talk graft and corruption, you don't stand a chance.
We are tired of people who use the immoral shortcut rather than the righteous detour. Saying that our political state is a whirlwind of confusion is an understatement. Nevertheless, these downers only fuel the Filipinos' burning desire for transformation. And the nearing Elections is our chance to once again reshape our country, our future and our lives.
The echo of the call of the Elections transpire through us saying that we will start the change, we will be the transformation that we want to see within ourselves. We clearly see the urgency for new leaders and for reformation. We would no longer be silenced by those in power. Hence, we would be stronger in defending justice.
With out technological advancement today, reposting fallacies and problems can be done at a touch of a button. Together with the media, the church and concerned groups, we are starting to build a revolution, exposing every malicious event. Many groups are now promoting awareness and knowledge on how to choose the deserving candidates This awareness makes us keep an eye out and think.
"Ako ang Simula ng Pagbabago," an excerpt from a propaganda of one of the leading media corporations in the country. The promotion to register as vote patrollers came out as a big hit which only proves how we are fed up with the current running of the country.
The youth's voice which were once kept closed are now out in the open because of the propagandas. They are now starting o prove what our national hero said. We really are the country's hope. We will decide whether we'll leave it in constant repercussions brought about by mismanagement or we will stand up. Stand up against poverty. Stand up against graft and corruption. Stand up for the love of our country. Stand up for nationalism. And if we will stand up, we shall do it with great conviction to grab recognition. Behind our eyelids are eyes that envision a progressive and booming Philippines.
The truth-it shall be prevail. Justice-it shall transpire. Transformation-it shall be felt. Nothing or no one would ever pick us up from our situation but ourselves. We can never be too late to shout for our rights; shout for our own good and shout for political transparency. And if the Election propagandas will succeed, we will see our perseverance pay off. We shall see our forefathers' dreams of a better Philippines come to life.
So, since I cannot write well and am having a writer's block, I'll leave you guys with the essay I made. It's about politics. Yeah. It might bore you, BEWARE BEWARE READ WITH CARE. Lol.
Theme: Transforming the Philippine Political Landscape Through Election Propagandas
Our needed direction is a blur. Our needed guidance is non-existent. In attaining our goals of nationalism, we fall down and drown in a sea of political turmoil. We are enveloped in a seemingly endless venture for political stability and transparency. Thus, we we entangled by the merciless nets of struggle and fenced by the limitations of our own leaders.Our government is a marketplace-with people bargaining and fighting to get ahead of others. If you do not know how to talk graft and corruption, you don't stand a chance.
We are tired of people who use the immoral shortcut rather than the righteous detour. Saying that our political state is a whirlwind of confusion is an understatement. Nevertheless, these downers only fuel the Filipinos' burning desire for transformation. And the nearing Elections is our chance to once again reshape our country, our future and our lives.
The echo of the call of the Elections transpire through us saying that we will start the change, we will be the transformation that we want to see within ourselves. We clearly see the urgency for new leaders and for reformation. We would no longer be silenced by those in power. Hence, we would be stronger in defending justice.
With out technological advancement today, reposting fallacies and problems can be done at a touch of a button. Together with the media, the church and concerned groups, we are starting to build a revolution, exposing every malicious event. Many groups are now promoting awareness and knowledge on how to choose the deserving candidates This awareness makes us keep an eye out and think.
"Ako ang Simula ng Pagbabago," an excerpt from a propaganda of one of the leading media corporations in the country. The promotion to register as vote patrollers came out as a big hit which only proves how we are fed up with the current running of the country.
The youth's voice which were once kept closed are now out in the open because of the propagandas. They are now starting o prove what our national hero said. We really are the country's hope. We will decide whether we'll leave it in constant repercussions brought about by mismanagement or we will stand up. Stand up against poverty. Stand up against graft and corruption. Stand up for the love of our country. Stand up for nationalism. And if we will stand up, we shall do it with great conviction to grab recognition. Behind our eyelids are eyes that envision a progressive and booming Philippines.
The truth-it shall be prevail. Justice-it shall transpire. Transformation-it shall be felt. Nothing or no one would ever pick us up from our situation but ourselves. We can never be too late to shout for our rights; shout for our own good and shout for political transparency. And if the Election propagandas will succeed, we will see our perseverance pay off. We shall see our forefathers' dreams of a better Philippines come to life.
Monday, February 1, 2010
To the unaware;
Just a few hours ago, we were having our evaluation and my classmates where complaining about a certain teacher of ours.
They were complaining that they were always scolded, always getting low grades and are continuously confused with the subject that he is teaching.
Yes, he does teach a little too fast. This is a challenge. If he teaches too fast then have the initiative to make extra efforts for you to be able to understand.
Yes, he follows the rules and regulations of the school too much, but isn't that a good thing? It really isn't his choice to scold my classmates. Who would? They are the ones who give him reasons to scold them. So, my classmates do not have the right to get mad right back. They know so well what the wrong things are.
Yes, he doesn't give high grades. But this is because he is TRUE. He is true. What we show him, he records it.
I had all of these things in mind when they were throwing their complaints and telling our adviser.
BTW, I recently cannot express myself well. Sorry. Baka may wrong grammar pa jan.
I will do better with relaxation,
Aldrin.
They were complaining that they were always scolded, always getting low grades and are continuously confused with the subject that he is teaching.
Yes, he does teach a little too fast. This is a challenge. If he teaches too fast then have the initiative to make extra efforts for you to be able to understand.
Yes, he follows the rules and regulations of the school too much, but isn't that a good thing? It really isn't his choice to scold my classmates. Who would? They are the ones who give him reasons to scold them. So, my classmates do not have the right to get mad right back. They know so well what the wrong things are.
Yes, he doesn't give high grades. But this is because he is TRUE. He is true. What we show him, he records it.
I had all of these things in mind when they were throwing their complaints and telling our adviser.
BTW, I recently cannot express myself well. Sorry. Baka may wrong grammar pa jan.
I will do better with relaxation,
Aldrin.
Fed up
I cannot express my thoughts well. There's something wrong with me. I had typed two drafts already and never settled for them. Sorry followers, I am just overfilled with annoyance and madness that it is slowly consuming me. Give me time to rest and maybe, I shall be inspired.
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