Who would have known that Mars was at fault?
For my sunlight has gone gray and my blue sky has gone white
and all my rainbows had turned black.
Who would have thought that Venus was on the way?
Blocking the fire, the water, the wind an the rain
Who would have thought that earth would be a disgrace?
While it slowly eats the flame left in me and chills the back of my bone
Each killing a child and a heart
with a clock on one hand and a pen on the other
No one ever told me that meeting these three would lose my light
Lose my eternity...
Aug 13, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
A trip to the zoo
*OKAY GRAMMAR ERRORS EVERYWHERE. :) I was still young when I wrote this :p But as usual I'm too lazy to edit :p
By Denice Sharina P. Lao
It was my life-long dream to be able to visit the zoo and see real live animals moving and acting. I was very much excited to prepare for the day that was already marked in my calendar a week before. Everything was packed, the bottled water just in case I needed water for survival of dehydration, my hand towel ready for any dirt and my camera to take memories home with me.
My sister and I, together with her friends first paid the entrance fee which is about 40 pesos for the adults. When you look at the exterior of the zoo, everything was not so tidy but it kind of gave a warm and happy atmosphere especially when the kids who go out of the gate are all joyous and energetic. My nerves fluctuated badly, the feeling of excitement and a leaping feeling started my whole experience.
When we entered the zoo, the first thing that caught my eye was the elephant whose eyes looked lonely and whose skin was torn out as if it’s leather that’s often used. He had no companion with him and was just walking in circles as if there was no sense and direction at all I tried asking why the elephant was alone but my sister’s friend told me that its companion died about a year ago and that it was broadcasted on television. I wasn’t amused by what I saw but in fact, I was heart-broken. Living in a place walled by steel and eating the same food everyday isn’t really what I expected it to be. Looking in that elephant’s eyes was like looking at a window that’s wet by rain, it’s sad, dark and hurt. The look on him gave me a feeling that I want to free him but I am just a visitor of that place, I didn’t even have the strength to complain about it.
We continued the sight-seeing and tried enjoying the various animals that was there. With all my might, I tried erasing the memory of the elephant’s teary eyes but before I was able to succeed in the deletion of that scenario I saw an unusual monkey hanged in one of the logs. Why was it unusual? Well, the monkey was eating a chocolate pinipig ice cream with a Popsicle stick and looked like he was enjoying it. I was first amazed by that unique picture until I noticed that the children were the ones who gave the innocent monkey the ice cream. They were laughing and making fun of the monkey who did nothing but follow the orders of the so called “most intelligent animals.” I felt smoke coming out of my ear, wanting to scold those children that giving that monkey ice cream to eat is not at all a funny thing. However, before I even laid a finger on those children, another thing caught my attention. There were actually guards and animal assistants that were supposed to be watching out for the animals and giving care to them. Those assistants saw the monkey-eating-ice-cream and just ignored it looking straight and blank in thin air. My sister tried to hold me back when I started making loud complains so that people could actually realize how immoral their actions are.
I cooperated with them and decided to move to the other side of that cage and unsurprisingly another monkey is bullied by “great people.” They throw chips inside the monkey’s cage and the idealess monkey eats up the chips. The worst part is that the parents are the ones initiating the act of their children. They even laugh while handing over the pack of chips to these three year old kids and point out where the chips should be thrown. I once again tried forgetting what I saw and started leaving the place before I could disrespect unrespectable people.
We went up in a little hut to rest and beside the hut’s stairs stood the old ostrich. I watched the ostrich with amusement and was glad that there was actually something that day that I shouldn’t be frustrated of. I enjoyed looking at the ostrich until a family came to enjoy the sight as well. The next scene was the worst scene I’ve seen the whole day. They gave the ostrich chocolate and the ostrich started to choke. I waited for the ostrich to calm down but it was already five minutes and still his throat kept on moving as if choking continuously. His eyes were like same as the elephant’s, it was teary. I didn’t want to look because every time I try to I feel like crying seeing his little eyes wet. Just like before I wanted to scold these people, but seeing the scenes around me made me feel hopeless. I realized that even if I made a scene out of a tortured ostrich, nothing will change and no one will listen.
It was hard to say but the zoo experience really struck me badly. I saw that people take our fellow animals for granted and worst make fun of them without even thinking of what they feel. They too have feelings and they too get hurt. It was already bad enough that they are caged and taken away far from their homes but being tortured and made a fool when in fact they are already doing us a favor by enduring the smelly cage with no one beside them is already too much. Let us open our eyes and see how valuable these creatures that we belittle are. They may have feathers or are bald but still they are living creatures that are made to be treasured and respected. If it weren’t for them we humans won’t be so great at all. Caging them up and stealing their life from them is not right. They also have a life like we do. We complain if anyone of us is hurt or if someone was fooled but we never think of these poor innocent creatures that, we, humans abuse. We are the highest forms of “animals,” this just means that we are no different than they are. The term was just differed because the word “highest” attached to it. We are the same types and we both are brothers and sisters. Let’s not wait for the day that we’ll be the ones caged up and played around, the ones dragged away from our homes and the ones treated like slaves. They may be small and they may look different but a creature’s worth is not on how they look nor how they speak but how their heart works and how they act. It’s shameful to think that in this world nothing is acting the way they should, it’s simply because animals behave more like humans and humans ironically act like animals.
By Denice Sharina P. Lao
It was my life-long dream to be able to visit the zoo and see real live animals moving and acting. I was very much excited to prepare for the day that was already marked in my calendar a week before. Everything was packed, the bottled water just in case I needed water for survival of dehydration, my hand towel ready for any dirt and my camera to take memories home with me.
My sister and I, together with her friends first paid the entrance fee which is about 40 pesos for the adults. When you look at the exterior of the zoo, everything was not so tidy but it kind of gave a warm and happy atmosphere especially when the kids who go out of the gate are all joyous and energetic. My nerves fluctuated badly, the feeling of excitement and a leaping feeling started my whole experience.
When we entered the zoo, the first thing that caught my eye was the elephant whose eyes looked lonely and whose skin was torn out as if it’s leather that’s often used. He had no companion with him and was just walking in circles as if there was no sense and direction at all I tried asking why the elephant was alone but my sister’s friend told me that its companion died about a year ago and that it was broadcasted on television. I wasn’t amused by what I saw but in fact, I was heart-broken. Living in a place walled by steel and eating the same food everyday isn’t really what I expected it to be. Looking in that elephant’s eyes was like looking at a window that’s wet by rain, it’s sad, dark and hurt. The look on him gave me a feeling that I want to free him but I am just a visitor of that place, I didn’t even have the strength to complain about it.
We continued the sight-seeing and tried enjoying the various animals that was there. With all my might, I tried erasing the memory of the elephant’s teary eyes but before I was able to succeed in the deletion of that scenario I saw an unusual monkey hanged in one of the logs. Why was it unusual? Well, the monkey was eating a chocolate pinipig ice cream with a Popsicle stick and looked like he was enjoying it. I was first amazed by that unique picture until I noticed that the children were the ones who gave the innocent monkey the ice cream. They were laughing and making fun of the monkey who did nothing but follow the orders of the so called “most intelligent animals.” I felt smoke coming out of my ear, wanting to scold those children that giving that monkey ice cream to eat is not at all a funny thing. However, before I even laid a finger on those children, another thing caught my attention. There were actually guards and animal assistants that were supposed to be watching out for the animals and giving care to them. Those assistants saw the monkey-eating-ice-cream and just ignored it looking straight and blank in thin air. My sister tried to hold me back when I started making loud complains so that people could actually realize how immoral their actions are.
I cooperated with them and decided to move to the other side of that cage and unsurprisingly another monkey is bullied by “great people.” They throw chips inside the monkey’s cage and the idealess monkey eats up the chips. The worst part is that the parents are the ones initiating the act of their children. They even laugh while handing over the pack of chips to these three year old kids and point out where the chips should be thrown. I once again tried forgetting what I saw and started leaving the place before I could disrespect unrespectable people.
We went up in a little hut to rest and beside the hut’s stairs stood the old ostrich. I watched the ostrich with amusement and was glad that there was actually something that day that I shouldn’t be frustrated of. I enjoyed looking at the ostrich until a family came to enjoy the sight as well. The next scene was the worst scene I’ve seen the whole day. They gave the ostrich chocolate and the ostrich started to choke. I waited for the ostrich to calm down but it was already five minutes and still his throat kept on moving as if choking continuously. His eyes were like same as the elephant’s, it was teary. I didn’t want to look because every time I try to I feel like crying seeing his little eyes wet. Just like before I wanted to scold these people, but seeing the scenes around me made me feel hopeless. I realized that even if I made a scene out of a tortured ostrich, nothing will change and no one will listen.
It was hard to say but the zoo experience really struck me badly. I saw that people take our fellow animals for granted and worst make fun of them without even thinking of what they feel. They too have feelings and they too get hurt. It was already bad enough that they are caged and taken away far from their homes but being tortured and made a fool when in fact they are already doing us a favor by enduring the smelly cage with no one beside them is already too much. Let us open our eyes and see how valuable these creatures that we belittle are. They may have feathers or are bald but still they are living creatures that are made to be treasured and respected. If it weren’t for them we humans won’t be so great at all. Caging them up and stealing their life from them is not right. They also have a life like we do. We complain if anyone of us is hurt or if someone was fooled but we never think of these poor innocent creatures that, we, humans abuse. We are the highest forms of “animals,” this just means that we are no different than they are. The term was just differed because the word “highest” attached to it. We are the same types and we both are brothers and sisters. Let’s not wait for the day that we’ll be the ones caged up and played around, the ones dragged away from our homes and the ones treated like slaves. They may be small and they may look different but a creature’s worth is not on how they look nor how they speak but how their heart works and how they act. It’s shameful to think that in this world nothing is acting the way they should, it’s simply because animals behave more like humans and humans ironically act like animals.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Values from Pride and Prejudice (Jane Austen)
Part of a Novel Analysis
By Denice Sharina P. Lao
“Marriage can never be called a marriage unless it is done with love, sacrifice and sincerity.”
This occurred to me as I finished the book with mild satisfaction as it ticked my mind to the what ifs of the novel. What if Elizabeth have agreed to marry Collins and realize her affection for Darcy, would there be an affair? What if Darcy Never interfered with Bingley and Jane, would they have an early happily ever after? These questions kept on bugging me until I realized that these odd situations didn’t happened cause of one thing, love. Maybe this realization is already given and too common but I stick to what had most occurred to me, that real love is not measured by the butterflies in your stomach and tingling electricity through your veins, it is the feeling of being incomplete without that person. People misunderstand the “I cannot live without you” cliché; they treat it as love already. Yes, I said love is being incomplete without the other person but love doesn’t mean anything if it just words, it must be seen through actions. Love fulfills us, completes us and inspires us. If we fail our quizzes or got our lives miserable because of love then I dare day love isn’t enough, because in love you do not let yourself get destructed but instead lift yourself up to prove you are worthy of the person.
Elizabeth, following her thoughts and finding her own direction without the command of others helped her find true love and happiness to Jane. She did not let love eat the other parts of her life and forget her love for her family. Like marriage, love is never called love if there is doubt, if there is self-destruction and greed and if there are only words to it. People do not find true love by chance, it a study, a study that should take long to master and to realize. Loving at first sight or realizing love in just a minute is mere infatuation. Like a master’s degree, it is sort out carefully, not over-thinking but internalizing every detail, not memorizing but understanding, not ordered by other people but a feedback from our own bodies. Love, is already a cliché itself but what people do not know is that love is not simple, love can never be, that love is very strong that it can give life or kill, and with this, Jane Austen had displayed her heroine in the right respect for love, learning from the mistake, sorting out the truth and being true to oneself.
By Denice Sharina P. Lao
“Marriage can never be called a marriage unless it is done with love, sacrifice and sincerity.”
This occurred to me as I finished the book with mild satisfaction as it ticked my mind to the what ifs of the novel. What if Elizabeth have agreed to marry Collins and realize her affection for Darcy, would there be an affair? What if Darcy Never interfered with Bingley and Jane, would they have an early happily ever after? These questions kept on bugging me until I realized that these odd situations didn’t happened cause of one thing, love. Maybe this realization is already given and too common but I stick to what had most occurred to me, that real love is not measured by the butterflies in your stomach and tingling electricity through your veins, it is the feeling of being incomplete without that person. People misunderstand the “I cannot live without you” cliché; they treat it as love already. Yes, I said love is being incomplete without the other person but love doesn’t mean anything if it just words, it must be seen through actions. Love fulfills us, completes us and inspires us. If we fail our quizzes or got our lives miserable because of love then I dare day love isn’t enough, because in love you do not let yourself get destructed but instead lift yourself up to prove you are worthy of the person.
Elizabeth, following her thoughts and finding her own direction without the command of others helped her find true love and happiness to Jane. She did not let love eat the other parts of her life and forget her love for her family. Like marriage, love is never called love if there is doubt, if there is self-destruction and greed and if there are only words to it. People do not find true love by chance, it a study, a study that should take long to master and to realize. Loving at first sight or realizing love in just a minute is mere infatuation. Like a master’s degree, it is sort out carefully, not over-thinking but internalizing every detail, not memorizing but understanding, not ordered by other people but a feedback from our own bodies. Love, is already a cliché itself but what people do not know is that love is not simple, love can never be, that love is very strong that it can give life or kill, and with this, Jane Austen had displayed her heroine in the right respect for love, learning from the mistake, sorting out the truth and being true to oneself.
Monday, May 24, 2010
-B-E-A-U-T-Y-
*Note to readers: this is a really old article and there are grammatical errors here but I'm too lazy to edit so yah XD
By Denice Sharina P. Lao
Our beauty checklist would always have the following requirements: fair skin, gorgeous body and pretty face, be it teenagers or adults tend to have the same ideal Aphrodite in mind.
The judgment of beauty in our present society is only patterned by how media characterize it. If a commercial says that papaya soaps work then it does even if it doesn’t, if age-defying creams make our face younger it does even if it actually doesn’t and if diet pills can lessen our weight in just a couple of months people would actually believe them even without proven evidence. The effects of media has not only affected the perception of the public on things but has also affected the insecurity of the youth and even the old, of men and women. Media has influenced people to follow a certain standard, a criteria and a judgment on who is considered beautiful. People have been hypnotized that beauty is only skin and bones when in fact in ancient times fat was actually beautiful.
Media has influenced people to be extravagant and be wasteful on buying products only to beautify themselves. This just shows the level of insecurity people are feeling, the more they think they are far from the standards of being beautiful, the more they feel the need to fix themselves. We might think that the models we see are the most confident and the most satisfied creatures on earth but in fact they are one of the most insecure people, for some had to undergo operations, lasers and a bunch of make up just to be contended with how they look. Every one of us has already been polluted of being obsessed with beautification, of being accepted in our society and of being what the media wants us to be. Even children as early as the age of three already want to be as cute as their favorite Powerpuff girl and want to be as attractive as their Barbie doll; on the other hand, little boys want to have masculine bodies of their favorite wrestlers and of their action figures. More than making people feel insecure; media has also implanted idealism when it comes to the real value of beauty. It shows features that are almost impossible to have, such as a wealthy bust line, a slim waist line, and a hip measurement congruent to the bust line, in short the all-so-famous coca-cola body. This is one strategy that beauty products and beautification-related businesses (using media) use to attract more customers for they know that it will take these customers long enough to achieve that perfect appearance which would mean that more of their products will be sold. With this madness over beautification, the business industry tends to take advantage of the situation that each individual wants to step a good foot forward and that being beautiful is one factor in society acceptance.
The standards of being beautiful have encouraged racism, inequality and discrimination that are one of the world’s biggest issues today. With stereotype perceptions that black is evil and white is good, that people with eye glasses are nerds and people without are not, that poor people are without breeding and rich ones are mannered, that women are weak and men are strong, that old ones are wiser than young ones, that bankers are rich and clerks are not and that the latest trends are beautiful and the old ones aren’t, superior and inferior relationships tend to grow among individuals. For instance, the discrimination on black men that is still an issue is one example of how people follow that standard of being beautiful. Every insult to the ugly, every degrading comment, every mocking word said are all made by people whose minds are already polluted by the standards of media.
Beauty is not just about physical attractiveness, or what other people think. Beauty is what’s inside you. You may have the weirdest fashion statement but it is in how you bring yourself, how confident you are letting people see how beautiful you are. It’s not just about having the greatest body or the fairest complexion, it’s about letting people see how beautiful life is when they look at you. Beauty is like a word stuck on a stick, controlled and cannot be moved, it follows a pattern that everyone must follow. It is only up to you whether you will allow yourself to be stuck on that stick forever or remove the stick, fill up the holes that were made and bring out your brightest colors and show what beauty really is.
By Denice Sharina P. Lao
Our beauty checklist would always have the following requirements: fair skin, gorgeous body and pretty face, be it teenagers or adults tend to have the same ideal Aphrodite in mind.
The judgment of beauty in our present society is only patterned by how media characterize it. If a commercial says that papaya soaps work then it does even if it doesn’t, if age-defying creams make our face younger it does even if it actually doesn’t and if diet pills can lessen our weight in just a couple of months people would actually believe them even without proven evidence. The effects of media has not only affected the perception of the public on things but has also affected the insecurity of the youth and even the old, of men and women. Media has influenced people to follow a certain standard, a criteria and a judgment on who is considered beautiful. People have been hypnotized that beauty is only skin and bones when in fact in ancient times fat was actually beautiful.
Media has influenced people to be extravagant and be wasteful on buying products only to beautify themselves. This just shows the level of insecurity people are feeling, the more they think they are far from the standards of being beautiful, the more they feel the need to fix themselves. We might think that the models we see are the most confident and the most satisfied creatures on earth but in fact they are one of the most insecure people, for some had to undergo operations, lasers and a bunch of make up just to be contended with how they look. Every one of us has already been polluted of being obsessed with beautification, of being accepted in our society and of being what the media wants us to be. Even children as early as the age of three already want to be as cute as their favorite Powerpuff girl and want to be as attractive as their Barbie doll; on the other hand, little boys want to have masculine bodies of their favorite wrestlers and of their action figures. More than making people feel insecure; media has also implanted idealism when it comes to the real value of beauty. It shows features that are almost impossible to have, such as a wealthy bust line, a slim waist line, and a hip measurement congruent to the bust line, in short the all-so-famous coca-cola body. This is one strategy that beauty products and beautification-related businesses (using media) use to attract more customers for they know that it will take these customers long enough to achieve that perfect appearance which would mean that more of their products will be sold. With this madness over beautification, the business industry tends to take advantage of the situation that each individual wants to step a good foot forward and that being beautiful is one factor in society acceptance.
The standards of being beautiful have encouraged racism, inequality and discrimination that are one of the world’s biggest issues today. With stereotype perceptions that black is evil and white is good, that people with eye glasses are nerds and people without are not, that poor people are without breeding and rich ones are mannered, that women are weak and men are strong, that old ones are wiser than young ones, that bankers are rich and clerks are not and that the latest trends are beautiful and the old ones aren’t, superior and inferior relationships tend to grow among individuals. For instance, the discrimination on black men that is still an issue is one example of how people follow that standard of being beautiful. Every insult to the ugly, every degrading comment, every mocking word said are all made by people whose minds are already polluted by the standards of media.
Beauty is not just about physical attractiveness, or what other people think. Beauty is what’s inside you. You may have the weirdest fashion statement but it is in how you bring yourself, how confident you are letting people see how beautiful you are. It’s not just about having the greatest body or the fairest complexion, it’s about letting people see how beautiful life is when they look at you. Beauty is like a word stuck on a stick, controlled and cannot be moved, it follows a pattern that everyone must follow. It is only up to you whether you will allow yourself to be stuck on that stick forever or remove the stick, fill up the holes that were made and bring out your brightest colors and show what beauty really is.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Rosie
*This is a short story I made when I was in third year High School. PLEASE no stealing of work. THIS IS MINE. It sucks I know but plagirism is getting popular these days so I'd appreciate it if this stays here.
By Denice Sharina P. Lao
There was once a girl who never smiled. She was as pretty as her mother. She had these curls and jet black hair that matches her black eyes. At first look, you’ll feel that she was blessed with such traits such as wealth. Though her mother loved her so, still, she never tried to smile.
Every night, when the little girl sleeps she would be crying in her bed and would have nightmares that no one was aware of. Her parents tried to bring her to a psychologist many times before but whenever they get there, she would always make excuses to go home and take a rest instead.
Though she was only eight years old, she knew who to trust and who to stick to. No one ever knew even her parents why she was like that. She never played with friends and never had one, she just sat there, and has tea with her doll Rosie just like a cultured woman.
On her ninth birthday, the little girl’s parents threw a party to cheer up the child but instead of enjoying herself, she stayed in her room and cried. Her parents didn’t know what to do. At last the child spoke, “Mother, can you please come here?” The mother went quickly to her daughter’s place. “Come closer,” the little girl said. The mother did as she was told. The little girl’s hand hold her mother’s and asked, “Do you remember when you took me in here?”
“Of course sweet heart, that’s the best day of our life.”
“Ok, I’ll go to sleep first, good night.”
The next day, the child was missing in her bedroom. Her parents searched for her everywhere. They called the police and for a week, the child was not found. The mother kept crying everyday and one night she went to her baby’s bedroom and lied on her bed. Then she saw her favorite doll her baby was always with. She held it and saw a paper slip off.
“Dear Rosie,
By the time you read this, you’re already alone in my bed with no one to play with. I’m going out for a while and find the ocean I’ve been looking for. It’s already been three years since my mother died and my foster parents adopted me. I’ve been preparing this for three years too. I’ve already said my goodbye to mother last night. I cannot risk their life with me staying here. I cannot smile anymore, if it could kill more people. You’ve seen me grow tall Rosie and I know you never knew how I killed my mama and papa. I never meant it. Remember that day on the park? We were so happy. Then I saw those pretty pink flowers that made me smile all day. Remember how I longed for it every week? Well, I got a confession to make. I never told you Rosie how I accidentally murdered my parents. We were eating at the park and papa noticed how I smiled with those pretty pink flowers. I really liked them Rosie, I thought they were my life, so I asked papa to finally buy me one. I still remember how papa said ‘It’s because of your smile baby, I’m giving it to you.’ Then two men in black came and shot papa dead then they grabbed me, mama was screaming and then they shot mom. The last words I heard from papa was ‘Keep smiling baby.’ That’s the reason why I never smiled for years. I knew I’d kill them if I smiled again and I love mother so much, so I’ve decided to live in the ocean. Good bye Rosie.”
Weeks after, the child was found dead near the river in the same park. The mother cried badly for the lost of her child. For the past three years, the little girl thought she was the one who killed her parents. She thought that her greed murdered them, that smiling was the saddest thing she ever did.
By Denice Sharina P. Lao
There was once a girl who never smiled. She was as pretty as her mother. She had these curls and jet black hair that matches her black eyes. At first look, you’ll feel that she was blessed with such traits such as wealth. Though her mother loved her so, still, she never tried to smile.
Every night, when the little girl sleeps she would be crying in her bed and would have nightmares that no one was aware of. Her parents tried to bring her to a psychologist many times before but whenever they get there, she would always make excuses to go home and take a rest instead.
Though she was only eight years old, she knew who to trust and who to stick to. No one ever knew even her parents why she was like that. She never played with friends and never had one, she just sat there, and has tea with her doll Rosie just like a cultured woman.
On her ninth birthday, the little girl’s parents threw a party to cheer up the child but instead of enjoying herself, she stayed in her room and cried. Her parents didn’t know what to do. At last the child spoke, “Mother, can you please come here?” The mother went quickly to her daughter’s place. “Come closer,” the little girl said. The mother did as she was told. The little girl’s hand hold her mother’s and asked, “Do you remember when you took me in here?”
“Of course sweet heart, that’s the best day of our life.”
“Ok, I’ll go to sleep first, good night.”
The next day, the child was missing in her bedroom. Her parents searched for her everywhere. They called the police and for a week, the child was not found. The mother kept crying everyday and one night she went to her baby’s bedroom and lied on her bed. Then she saw her favorite doll her baby was always with. She held it and saw a paper slip off.
“Dear Rosie,
By the time you read this, you’re already alone in my bed with no one to play with. I’m going out for a while and find the ocean I’ve been looking for. It’s already been three years since my mother died and my foster parents adopted me. I’ve been preparing this for three years too. I’ve already said my goodbye to mother last night. I cannot risk their life with me staying here. I cannot smile anymore, if it could kill more people. You’ve seen me grow tall Rosie and I know you never knew how I killed my mama and papa. I never meant it. Remember that day on the park? We were so happy. Then I saw those pretty pink flowers that made me smile all day. Remember how I longed for it every week? Well, I got a confession to make. I never told you Rosie how I accidentally murdered my parents. We were eating at the park and papa noticed how I smiled with those pretty pink flowers. I really liked them Rosie, I thought they were my life, so I asked papa to finally buy me one. I still remember how papa said ‘It’s because of your smile baby, I’m giving it to you.’ Then two men in black came and shot papa dead then they grabbed me, mama was screaming and then they shot mom. The last words I heard from papa was ‘Keep smiling baby.’ That’s the reason why I never smiled for years. I knew I’d kill them if I smiled again and I love mother so much, so I’ve decided to live in the ocean. Good bye Rosie.”
Weeks after, the child was found dead near the river in the same park. The mother cried badly for the lost of her child. For the past three years, the little girl thought she was the one who killed her parents. She thought that her greed murdered them, that smiling was the saddest thing she ever did.
Pancakes, anyone?
*OK before you read nay of these. This was my theology paper from 2nd semester last year. It's old stuff already. It's about the true meaning of charity from my pov. So I suggest not reading it if this is not you topic. ^^
The word charity has been tossed around lately like hot pancakes from frying pans. Charity for Ondoy victims, charity for Christmas, charity for New Year, indeed they were rather right when people said, election period is charity period.
With candidates doing “charity” for Ondoy victims, giving out relief goods with their faces and names written all over it, giving out free food for hungry citizens with a stamp-my-face-in-your-hand requirement, yes indeed the so called “charity” is in the air. Sometimes I even wonder when I see these instances if these politicians actually know that charity should be selfLESS not selfISH. Moreover, these people (not only them but most of us) claim that they have this “faith” in God, “faith” in God’s power and grace and use these “CHARITY” as proofs of their advertised faith. Since when was fake charity a proof of faith? Since people started to take advantage of unfortunate situations to put themselves up. Charity is meant to help and love other people. It is not done because of narcissistic love but love for other people. Charity doesn’t mean you have to experience pain and give pleasures to others only. It means being happy because other people are happy, feeling genuine sympathy when others are sad and giving what you have and end up still being happy because you know you gave it and you know you wanted to give it. And surely, charity isn’t an act activated only when you need something.
If people really have faith in God then doing charity isn’t much of a hard thing to do because it comes naturally. Charity is love. Therefore, giving love to other people need not much of a brain, it resides in the heart. Our belief and trust in God is what makes charity pure and holy. It is through God’s love that we are able to give love to other people. Solely loving ourselves can never be charity. It may financial aid other people but it is sincerity and love that proclaims charity.
Charity has been abused by different people today. Using it for their own advantages, but God sees what is real and it is only faith in God that can create love. By using faith and charity as excuses for our selfish reasons, we have already detested God. Charity are hot pancakes tossed around but it’s withstanding the heat in our hands that really makes it a charity.
denice
The word charity has been tossed around lately like hot pancakes from frying pans. Charity for Ondoy victims, charity for Christmas, charity for New Year, indeed they were rather right when people said, election period is charity period.
With candidates doing “charity” for Ondoy victims, giving out relief goods with their faces and names written all over it, giving out free food for hungry citizens with a stamp-my-face-in-your-hand requirement, yes indeed the so called “charity” is in the air. Sometimes I even wonder when I see these instances if these politicians actually know that charity should be selfLESS not selfISH. Moreover, these people (not only them but most of us) claim that they have this “faith” in God, “faith” in God’s power and grace and use these “CHARITY” as proofs of their advertised faith. Since when was fake charity a proof of faith? Since people started to take advantage of unfortunate situations to put themselves up. Charity is meant to help and love other people. It is not done because of narcissistic love but love for other people. Charity doesn’t mean you have to experience pain and give pleasures to others only. It means being happy because other people are happy, feeling genuine sympathy when others are sad and giving what you have and end up still being happy because you know you gave it and you know you wanted to give it. And surely, charity isn’t an act activated only when you need something.
If people really have faith in God then doing charity isn’t much of a hard thing to do because it comes naturally. Charity is love. Therefore, giving love to other people need not much of a brain, it resides in the heart. Our belief and trust in God is what makes charity pure and holy. It is through God’s love that we are able to give love to other people. Solely loving ourselves can never be charity. It may financial aid other people but it is sincerity and love that proclaims charity.
Charity has been abused by different people today. Using it for their own advantages, but God sees what is real and it is only faith in God that can create love. By using faith and charity as excuses for our selfish reasons, we have already detested God. Charity are hot pancakes tossed around but it’s withstanding the heat in our hands that really makes it a charity.
denice
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Climate Change: Causes and Effects
People have been hearing the words “climate change” like clichés from old movies, but no one is really aware how deadly those two words can be. Those two words may take lives of millions of people and starve a whole nation. Take for example typhoon Ondoy’s devastation in our country, people drowned, and an entire nation went under state of calamity. Indeed the effects of climate change chooses no one, be it rich or poor, educated or not, sickly or healthy, no one.
Climate change is caused by many factors such as plate tectonics, solar outputs, orbital variations, volcanism, ocean variability and of course, us, human beings. The plate tectonics affect climate change because whenever the plates move the ocean circulation changes. These ocean circulations are important in controlling heat transfer and moisture across the globe and in determining global climate. If the location of the oceans changes then, elements such as heat and moisture also change, resulting to climate change.
Another cause of climate change is the solar output. The sun provides us heat and the sun’s heat is very important in cloud formations and different weather conditions. As the ozone layer thins out, the sun’s radiation and heat increases affecting different elemental cycles we have today such as cloud formations and rains. The hotter the sun, the more evaporation, the more rain we get. As the sun changes its output, the more imbalanced our cycles are. These solar outputs also affect ocean variability.
The next one has great relation with the solar output which is the orbital variation of the earth. Whenever the earth changes its orbit even in the slightest manner, the amount of sun we get also changes, leading to problems regarding the sun’s output. On the other hand, volcanic processes like volcanic eruptions, hot springs and geysers also cause climate change. Whenever volcanoes erupt the temperature cools due to the blocking of the solar radiation of the sun.
Lastly, us, humans greatly contribute in causing climate change. We do irrigation and other activities such as inventing gadgets and formulas thinning the ozone layer. Climate change may be cause by natural calamities and happenings but, the only thing we can do now is to prevent it from happening and not contribute to the hasting of climate change.
>>>>> oh well, another one of my *disgusting* paper ^_^.... sensationally senseless hahaha
Climate change is caused by many factors such as plate tectonics, solar outputs, orbital variations, volcanism, ocean variability and of course, us, human beings. The plate tectonics affect climate change because whenever the plates move the ocean circulation changes. These ocean circulations are important in controlling heat transfer and moisture across the globe and in determining global climate. If the location of the oceans changes then, elements such as heat and moisture also change, resulting to climate change.
Another cause of climate change is the solar output. The sun provides us heat and the sun’s heat is very important in cloud formations and different weather conditions. As the ozone layer thins out, the sun’s radiation and heat increases affecting different elemental cycles we have today such as cloud formations and rains. The hotter the sun, the more evaporation, the more rain we get. As the sun changes its output, the more imbalanced our cycles are. These solar outputs also affect ocean variability.
The next one has great relation with the solar output which is the orbital variation of the earth. Whenever the earth changes its orbit even in the slightest manner, the amount of sun we get also changes, leading to problems regarding the sun’s output. On the other hand, volcanic processes like volcanic eruptions, hot springs and geysers also cause climate change. Whenever volcanoes erupt the temperature cools due to the blocking of the solar radiation of the sun.
Lastly, us, humans greatly contribute in causing climate change. We do irrigation and other activities such as inventing gadgets and formulas thinning the ozone layer. Climate change may be cause by natural calamities and happenings but, the only thing we can do now is to prevent it from happening and not contribute to the hasting of climate change.
>>>>> oh well, another one of my *disgusting* paper ^_^.... sensationally senseless hahaha
Sunday, October 11, 2009
The Implications of the Bilibid Exposure Trip to the course: Communication Arts.
The trip to Bilibid negated how the media defined the term inmate. Usually, the media would describe inmates/prisoners as big hairy tattooed people with nasty attitudes. However, this trip proved those stereotyping all wrong. In fact, how the media portrayed Bilibid prisoners as beastly was contrasted with what I saw. They, compared to the people I see everyday are more human. Unlike what I’ve seen in movies, these prisoners are as good as the people who work at churches, they value their religion, their families, their friends and their education. As a Communication Arts major, I now see how the media has deceived people, and how it was able to ruin names who in fact has sins lesser than ours, how they branded these criminals as criminals forever. The media has associated the word sinner to these criminals, but in reality all of us are sinners and some have probably sinned greater than them. Some are even innocent but have sacrificed their freedom for the ones they loved and valued. The media has used them in some ways to cover up what we, people on the outside has done. It’s like saying “until you’re not convicted, you’re good” which is not true. Seeing reality inside a prison has changed my view of what the world should be. Through my eyes and through the lens, the script, the pen and the paper I’m holding I will do my obligation to make people see what actually is happening and what and who these prisoners really are.
* Another paper for our sociology class :)
* Another paper for our sociology class :)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Eyeglasses and Nerds
Note before reading: This is a paperwork for our English subject. ^_^ Information here are all fabricated. Enjoy reading my work of nonsense. XD By the way, I wrote this... all is my invention... no copying from the internet.. (maybe that's why is sucks...) oh well hihi
Eyeglasses have evolved its image and have expanded its influence not only to nerds but to fashion-conscious people as well. A pair of eyeglasses equals to nerd was the formula before. However as time changes and taste preferences grow wider, even ladies and men who don’t have eye problems buy and wear these eyeglasses. In fact, a number of teenagers buy eyeglasses with transition lenses. These lenses automatically get tinted when exposed under the sun and looks good with outfits at the same time. In addition to these developed lenses, many variations and hip styles of frames are also sold in optical stores. A great majority sells these designed frames more than the usual round black frames because of the overwhelming response from the market. The increased number of these fashionable developments have influenced the perception on eyeglass-wearing people. Now, not all nerds wear eyeglasses and not all people who wear eyeglasses are nerds. The society has accepted these changes unconsciously since the stereotyping of nerds have died slowly. Decades of stereotyping eyeglasses and nerds have finally toned down. In fact, majority of celebrities have eyeglasses kept in their closets. Whether it is for a fashion statement or for reading, these fashion icons and entertainment stars have it too. Moreover, a book written by a student from the media studies department entitled ‘Eyeglasses and Nerds” surveyed teenagers regarding their perception on boyfriends/girlfriends wearing eyeglasses. 50% of these teenagers do not care whether their partners wear eyeglasses or not, 25% said they prefer their partners with eyeglasses while another 25% of them preferred their partners not wearing eyeglasses. From this we can see how the society has reduced their negative perception on eyeglass-wearing people. Another survey was conducted at the University of Sto. Tomas where 300 Communication Arts students were asked regarding their impression on eyeglass-wearing people. 10% of the population thinks that majority of eyeglass-wearing people are nerds while 90% of the pool thought they are cool. The last survey took place at the Faculty of Arts and letters’ teachers’ room where 80 teachers volunteered as participants. This time the participants were asked if most of their students who wear eyeglasses perform well in class or not. 79% observed that majority of their students who wear eyeglasses were not nerds and did not necessarily have excellent grades while 21% felt that majority of their eyeglass-wearing students perform very well in class. From the results of the survey, it is already evident that the wide-spread use of eyeglasses had been tolerated, accepted and given huge acknowledgements. Some people would even buy eyeglasses without grades just to fit their attire or get in with the crowd. Though eyeglasses are still associated with nerds even in mass media, most are already aware of eyeglasses used as fashion trends. Eyeglasses and Nerds is also nominated as the best eye-opener book of the Granny Book Awards 2009. Its nomination has proved its credibility and effectiveness. A lot of lenses paved way to forming different types of eyeglass lovers. Some even collect eyeglasses because of the variety that has sprouted in the eyeglass industry. This series of improvements and varieties have helped not only eyeglass-wearing people that are perceived as nerds but also the fashion industry. Indeed the world is a world of change.
Eyeglasses have evolved its image and have expanded its influence not only to nerds but to fashion-conscious people as well. A pair of eyeglasses equals to nerd was the formula before. However as time changes and taste preferences grow wider, even ladies and men who don’t have eye problems buy and wear these eyeglasses. In fact, a number of teenagers buy eyeglasses with transition lenses. These lenses automatically get tinted when exposed under the sun and looks good with outfits at the same time. In addition to these developed lenses, many variations and hip styles of frames are also sold in optical stores. A great majority sells these designed frames more than the usual round black frames because of the overwhelming response from the market. The increased number of these fashionable developments have influenced the perception on eyeglass-wearing people. Now, not all nerds wear eyeglasses and not all people who wear eyeglasses are nerds. The society has accepted these changes unconsciously since the stereotyping of nerds have died slowly. Decades of stereotyping eyeglasses and nerds have finally toned down. In fact, majority of celebrities have eyeglasses kept in their closets. Whether it is for a fashion statement or for reading, these fashion icons and entertainment stars have it too. Moreover, a book written by a student from the media studies department entitled ‘Eyeglasses and Nerds” surveyed teenagers regarding their perception on boyfriends/girlfriends wearing eyeglasses. 50% of these teenagers do not care whether their partners wear eyeglasses or not, 25% said they prefer their partners with eyeglasses while another 25% of them preferred their partners not wearing eyeglasses. From this we can see how the society has reduced their negative perception on eyeglass-wearing people. Another survey was conducted at the University of Sto. Tomas where 300 Communication Arts students were asked regarding their impression on eyeglass-wearing people. 10% of the population thinks that majority of eyeglass-wearing people are nerds while 90% of the pool thought they are cool. The last survey took place at the Faculty of Arts and letters’ teachers’ room where 80 teachers volunteered as participants. This time the participants were asked if most of their students who wear eyeglasses perform well in class or not. 79% observed that majority of their students who wear eyeglasses were not nerds and did not necessarily have excellent grades while 21% felt that majority of their eyeglass-wearing students perform very well in class. From the results of the survey, it is already evident that the wide-spread use of eyeglasses had been tolerated, accepted and given huge acknowledgements. Some people would even buy eyeglasses without grades just to fit their attire or get in with the crowd. Though eyeglasses are still associated with nerds even in mass media, most are already aware of eyeglasses used as fashion trends. Eyeglasses and Nerds is also nominated as the best eye-opener book of the Granny Book Awards 2009. Its nomination has proved its credibility and effectiveness. A lot of lenses paved way to forming different types of eyeglass lovers. Some even collect eyeglasses because of the variety that has sprouted in the eyeglass industry. This series of improvements and varieties have helped not only eyeglass-wearing people that are perceived as nerds but also the fashion industry. Indeed the world is a world of change.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Boxed Shadow
Crounched backbone, crossed feet
both hands masking the shameful face
Mistaken the past from the present
Hiding the pain and the crescent.
All left were marks of yesterday
With no resemblance if what is today.
Twitching limbs, Cracking knees
both feet crutching to fit left space
Walking slowly so no one would see
The ugly shadow taller than me
Inhaled grudge, exhaled hate
Is this all there is to fate?
Chest aching, hair falling
body seems to shrink, unending
The corners of space bled me
The soft cardboard seem to burn calmly
My own shadow slowly eating me
Now, the tape is sealed,
Am no longer killed.
both hands masking the shameful face
Mistaken the past from the present
Hiding the pain and the crescent.
All left were marks of yesterday
With no resemblance if what is today.
Twitching limbs, Cracking knees
both feet crutching to fit left space
Walking slowly so no one would see
The ugly shadow taller than me
Inhaled grudge, exhaled hate
Is this all there is to fate?
Chest aching, hair falling
body seems to shrink, unending
The corners of space bled me
The soft cardboard seem to burn calmly
My own shadow slowly eating me
Now, the tape is sealed,
Am no longer killed.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
English: A beaded Necklace
30 to 50 years from today, the English language would look like a beaded necklace tied around a girl’s neck.
Looking at a beaded necklace, we can observe different colors and designs of beads tied to a string. The beads form a pattern so that the difference of each bead can match the other bead making the said accessory more pleasing to the eyes. This idea also goes thru with the English language. The color of the beads represents the variations that we use in English. This statement can be observed visibly in our real life. For example, when a British Harvard student says “Park the car in the Harvard yard.” as “Pak the ca in the Hava yad.” the semantic and syntactic aspect is still the same, however only its Suprasegmentals and Segmentals changed. From here we can see that only the color changes but not its being or to put if more specific, the pronunciation changes but not its meaning.
On the other hand, the design of the beads refers to the different elements affecting the English language, paving way to different variations. One of these elements is the technological advancements we have today. Most of the technological advanced countries and main producers of high-tech gadgets are countries from the expanding circle like China and Japan. If Japan were to make a name for a league of super hero robots, surely the Americans would borrow the said word since the Japanese are the ones dominating the robot-making world. Another element would be the economic status of the globe. Our world now is a battlefield where the person who makes the most money is the most powerful man alive. Even a penny these days can cause petty catfights among poverty areas. For instance, an American Salesman wants to sell a second hand car to a British customer, who pronounces the word car as “ca”, surely the salesman would just sell the “ca” and even imitate the pronunciation of the British customer just to sell the old car. No one would bother to complain or make correction when money is at stake. Thus, people learn to adjust their way of speaking just to have financial security.
The last and most influential element is Culture. Every country has its own culture and every culture varies from another culture. Culture as our way of life includes the food we eat, our language, our beliefs, our history and our traditions. Sake, sushi and pinakbet are only some of the foods around our globe that doesn’t have a direct English translation yet. Because of this, the English standardized dictionary was forced to adapt the actual name of the dishes, giving birth to new English vocabulary. There are also many actions that are molded by our culture, one of which is the hara-kiri, a form of honorable suicide of the Japanese. These are actions according to our culture’s belief; translating these words may slightly change its original meaning.
If the beads refer to the variations we have in English, the string represents the mutually intelligible aspect of English variations. One example of this is the British English, even though they don’t pronounce the letter R and put emphasis on their H sounds, we understand them. The Harry Potter Craze is one good proof that different races do understand the British English. Just like mutual intelligibility, the string connects all the beads of different colors and designs into one understandable design. It serves as the backbone of our understanding and interpretation of the English language.
The future of the English language is a pool of chaos and unity, it lives in a world, where colors combine yet contrast each other, where strings are firm but sometimes breakable and where there’s a never-ending cycle of change.
Looking at a beaded necklace, we can observe different colors and designs of beads tied to a string. The beads form a pattern so that the difference of each bead can match the other bead making the said accessory more pleasing to the eyes. This idea also goes thru with the English language. The color of the beads represents the variations that we use in English. This statement can be observed visibly in our real life. For example, when a British Harvard student says “Park the car in the Harvard yard.” as “Pak the ca in the Hava yad.” the semantic and syntactic aspect is still the same, however only its Suprasegmentals and Segmentals changed. From here we can see that only the color changes but not its being or to put if more specific, the pronunciation changes but not its meaning.
On the other hand, the design of the beads refers to the different elements affecting the English language, paving way to different variations. One of these elements is the technological advancements we have today. Most of the technological advanced countries and main producers of high-tech gadgets are countries from the expanding circle like China and Japan. If Japan were to make a name for a league of super hero robots, surely the Americans would borrow the said word since the Japanese are the ones dominating the robot-making world. Another element would be the economic status of the globe. Our world now is a battlefield where the person who makes the most money is the most powerful man alive. Even a penny these days can cause petty catfights among poverty areas. For instance, an American Salesman wants to sell a second hand car to a British customer, who pronounces the word car as “ca”, surely the salesman would just sell the “ca” and even imitate the pronunciation of the British customer just to sell the old car. No one would bother to complain or make correction when money is at stake. Thus, people learn to adjust their way of speaking just to have financial security.
The last and most influential element is Culture. Every country has its own culture and every culture varies from another culture. Culture as our way of life includes the food we eat, our language, our beliefs, our history and our traditions. Sake, sushi and pinakbet are only some of the foods around our globe that doesn’t have a direct English translation yet. Because of this, the English standardized dictionary was forced to adapt the actual name of the dishes, giving birth to new English vocabulary. There are also many actions that are molded by our culture, one of which is the hara-kiri, a form of honorable suicide of the Japanese. These are actions according to our culture’s belief; translating these words may slightly change its original meaning.
If the beads refer to the variations we have in English, the string represents the mutually intelligible aspect of English variations. One example of this is the British English, even though they don’t pronounce the letter R and put emphasis on their H sounds, we understand them. The Harry Potter Craze is one good proof that different races do understand the British English. Just like mutual intelligibility, the string connects all the beads of different colors and designs into one understandable design. It serves as the backbone of our understanding and interpretation of the English language.
The future of the English language is a pool of chaos and unity, it lives in a world, where colors combine yet contrast each other, where strings are firm but sometimes breakable and where there’s a never-ending cycle of change.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
English is Chop Suey
30-50 years from now the English language will most probably be similar to the dish chopsuey.
Why? Because just like Chop Suey, the English language already has many variations, has ingredients that are different from each other yet delicious when mixed together. And just by tasting a spoonful of it, we would know that it is Chop Suey even if it loses a carrot.
Just like the British English, they erase the R's from their tongues, yet we understand it. We pronounce Tortoise as tortoise yet we hear no complaining sound.
And if by instance, an American pet shop owner, wants to sell a tortoise to a Filipino customer who pronounces the said pet as tortoise, surely, the seller won't utter a word and would just go with the flow, since selling it is the main priority. From here we can see how people adjust when it comes to personal survival. The pet shop owner would rather be ignorant than to lose a customer, who cares of standards when your business is at stake?
In Chop Suey we add pork to add flavor even though it is not a vegetable. Just like code mixing, there are over 30 different versions of code-mixing with English one of which is our very own Taglish. Different countries combine English with their own language because of their culture that can’t be expressed fully in English. Hence, new vocabulary is born, such as pinakbet, sinigang, sake and many more.
English has entered a mosh pit, where culture and economy merge yet fight each other, where language can never really be standard, and where change is always constant.
-wrote this for english class oral recitation. ^_^
Why? Because just like Chop Suey, the English language already has many variations, has ingredients that are different from each other yet delicious when mixed together. And just by tasting a spoonful of it, we would know that it is Chop Suey even if it loses a carrot.
Just like the British English, they erase the R's from their tongues, yet we understand it. We pronounce Tortoise as tortoise yet we hear no complaining sound.
And if by instance, an American pet shop owner, wants to sell a tortoise to a Filipino customer who pronounces the said pet as tortoise, surely, the seller won't utter a word and would just go with the flow, since selling it is the main priority. From here we can see how people adjust when it comes to personal survival. The pet shop owner would rather be ignorant than to lose a customer, who cares of standards when your business is at stake?
In Chop Suey we add pork to add flavor even though it is not a vegetable. Just like code mixing, there are over 30 different versions of code-mixing with English one of which is our very own Taglish. Different countries combine English with their own language because of their culture that can’t be expressed fully in English. Hence, new vocabulary is born, such as pinakbet, sinigang, sake and many more.
English has entered a mosh pit, where culture and economy merge yet fight each other, where language can never really be standard, and where change is always constant.
-wrote this for english class oral recitation. ^_^
Monday, August 03, 2009
PLDT MyDSL
I HATE them. Period.
Thanks for all the time we have to call the customer service and wait for 20 minutes just to report an everyday problem.
Thanks for giving us a very good service, giving us 0.05 kbps internet speed.
Thanks for dropping by technicians that promise a comback but never did.
Thanks for replacing our telephone unit when it sucks better than the last one.
Thanks for wasting our time loading one google page for 1 minute.
Thanks for practically answering our reports with no improvements.
THANK YOU PLDT!!!!
Thanks for all the time we have to call the customer service and wait for 20 minutes just to report an everyday problem.
Thanks for giving us a very good service, giving us 0.05 kbps internet speed.
Thanks for dropping by technicians that promise a comback but never did.
Thanks for replacing our telephone unit when it sucks better than the last one.
Thanks for wasting our time loading one google page for 1 minute.
Thanks for practically answering our reports with no improvements.
THANK YOU PLDT!!!!
Friday, July 03, 2009
Death Bell
Seized by the dark gloves of Hell,
Sitting, Waiting for my ringing death bell.
Slightly dripping a puddle of well,
Time can't give a damn of a heart so swell.
What I waited for came, only once.
The anticipation slowly turning to rust.
Nothing was left, no blood, no dust,
Burning the pain, the heart, the crust.
Bent I was when the echoes ring,
An apathetic image that left a sting,
Darkness devouring all my heart can bring,
The end has come, the voice can no longer sing.
July 1,09 - During Theology Class
Sitting, Waiting for my ringing death bell.
Slightly dripping a puddle of well,
Time can't give a damn of a heart so swell.
What I waited for came, only once.
The anticipation slowly turning to rust.
Nothing was left, no blood, no dust,
Burning the pain, the heart, the crust.
Bent I was when the echoes ring,
An apathetic image that left a sting,
Darkness devouring all my heart can bring,
The end has come, the voice can no longer sing.
July 1,09 - During Theology Class
Thursday, May 14, 2009
HATE
I hate judgemental people... they think they're all saint when they're not... stop acting like you know everything when you know nothing... that's the reason whyI don't wanna say anything cuz they all act so goody...
Sunday, August 31, 2008
The meaning of denice sharina
What Denice Sharina Means |
 You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row. You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace. People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily. You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind. A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable. You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know. You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do. You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out. Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia. Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. |
Monday, March 31, 2008
Gopets Adventure
I've been playing gopets for a year now but my accout is 2 years... My friend daph introduced this game to me. At first, our internet was kinda slow so my computer can't run the game. I was too frustrated to even try and decided to ignore the game. But when we upgraded our internet connnection, I decided to try the game again. And as expected, I loved it! I never thought that gopets would be as great as it is now. Though there are many things about it that people complain about, still gopets is a game for all ages, it doesn't matter if you are old or young. You'll meet different kinds of people all over the world and discover their cultures not only through them but through their pets as well. As for those who haven't tried it, you're missing 1/3 of your life! hehe... just go to http://www.gopetslive.com/inviter?deniceee186 ... and experience love and enjoyment! :)
this is the picture of crawl my baby cat :)
part of my land... the farm!!! with the sheep of course :)
with thge lunar season on i tried to go with it... though it didn't look good... hehehe
my pet faye godancing...
my pet pandy
my babies... haloween hhihihi... masks! :)
this is the picture of crawl my baby cat :)
part of my land... the farm!!! with the sheep of course :)
with thge lunar season on i tried to go with it... though it didn't look good... hehehe
my pet faye godancing...
my pet pandy
my babies... haloween hhihihi... masks! :)
Thursday, March 06, 2008
i am CUTE!!!
| Are you cute,sexy,pretty,ugly,or a disgrace to the world Your Result: Cute Awwwww.... you look as cute a 4 year old so be ashamed..... I think that you should stick to being lonely cause the only boyfriend you might get is a 4 year old no one wants to be called cute...!!!! | |
| Pretty | |
| Sexy | |
| Disgrace to the world | |
| Ugly | |
| Are you cute,sexy,pretty,ugly,or a disgrace to the world Create MySpace Quizzes | |
cute is not the worst it's ugly!!! hahaha... am proud to be cute :)
what's my best quality
| What's Your Best Quality? Your Result: Out-Going Your best quality is out-going! People like you because you are fun to be around and no one ever knows what you will do next. Also you are not afraid to say or do whatever | |
| Personality | |
| Ambitious | |
| Intelligence | |
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