REHAB(NALS)

Nabuhay ako na tumutulong sa maraming tao, bata pa lamang kasi ay pinalaki na akong mapag kawang gawa. Ang aking Ina ay simpleng may bahay at ang aking ama ay CEO ng isang malaking kumpanya, ngunit kahit na maganda ang aming estado sa buhay ay tinuruan nila kaming panatilihin an gaming paa sa lupa. Isa akong volunteer sa isang rehabilitation center na para sa mga taong gustong magbago ang buhay.

Christina: oh ano,  kamusta ang thesis mo? Si Father nagtext sa akin kanina, kailangan na daw yo’n by Monday.

Michelle: Oo na, malapit ko ng matapos.

                (May Biglang inggay sa labas na parang nagkakagulo)

Christina: Kuya Don, ano ba yan? Natutulog na ang mga tao dito sa lood ah.

Don: Ah pasensya na po Ma’m, May bagong dating po kasi,  binatilyong adikm na kung hindi pa kami tinulungan ng mga tanod sa kanila ay hindi madadala dito.

Cristina: Paki pasok nalang po dito sa loob at kami nalang ni Michelle ang bahalang mag-interview sa kanya. Mich, kunin mo na ung folders and files na kailangang ma fill up para sa records.

Mich: sure ma’m.

(papasok ang isang matipunong lalaki)

Christina:  oh anong pangalan mo?

Hunter: ikaw miss anong pangalan mo?

Christina: Ako si Christina, ikaw? Dalian mo at mag aala singko na.

Hunter: Hunter.

Chris: san ka nakatira?

Hunter: sa puso mo.

Chris: Mich, Ikaw na nga bahala dito,

Hunter: wait wait. Ikaw ang gusto kong maginterview sa’kin

Chris: Maybe some other time.

(natapos na ang interview ni Hunter kaya dinala na ito sa kwarto nya)

Chris: kamusta kuya don ang baguhan? Tahimik naman ba kagabi?

Don: ayos lang, tahimik naman, buti nga at walang gulo na nangyari kumpara sa ibang

(may kaguluhan sa mess hall,si hunter, naka tayo sa gitna si Hunter na balak makipag suntukan sa kapwa nya inmate)

Christina: Subukan mo! At makikita mo ang hinahanap mo.

Hunter: ayon! Dumating ka rin, kung hindi pa ako gumawa ng eksena dito hindi ka pa lalabas.

Christina: ano ba ang problema mo?

Hunter: Wala, gusto lang kitang Makita.

DoN: magsi balik na kayo sa mga kwarto nyo.

(lalapitan ni Hunter si Christina)

Hunter: ayaw ko pang bumalik

Christina: sige, siguro kailangan mo ng simpleng kausap ngayon, mahirap mag adjust dito sa loob. Halika, samahan mo ako sa garden.

(sa garden)

Chris: Bakit ka ba napunta dito?

Hunter: sa totoo lang, hindi ko alam.

Chris: Based on the reports nag ddrugs ka daw?

Hunter: oo, pero hindi dahilan yon para itakwil ako ng mga magulang ko. Ung sa kanila malaking kasalanan yon, para sa akin, mas malaking kasalanan ang itakwil ang sariling anak.

Chris: hindi ka kaya nila tinakwil, kaya ka nga dinala dito para magbago ka, kasi mahal ka nila.

Hunter: Kung alam mo lang.(aalis)

(nagging madalas ang pag-uusap ng dalawa, di nagtagal, nagging mabuting magkaibigan nagkkwentuhan, nagbibigayan ng inspirasyon at kwento sa buhay buhay)

Chris: Tignan mo oh, eto yung litrato mo nung unang dating mo dito, mukha ka taagang adik! Haha.

Hunter: haha, alam ko.. pero mas gwapo ako ngayon diba.

Chris: Huling buwan mo na dito, ang bilis ng panahon ano. Sya nga pala, may sulat na dumating para sayo kanina. Galing sa magulang mo.

Hunter: akin na, salamat, sige, punta na ako sa kwarto ko.

Chris: sandali, Masaya ako na na nakasama kita, nag ging mabuti kang kaibigan kahit minsan kalog, pero salamat sa lahat, kung hindi dahil sayo hindi ko ma rrealize na pwede palang maging magkaibigan ang tulad mo at tulad ko. Masaya ako na nakilala kita.

Hunter: ako din, pasensya na kung noong una pinagttripan kita, pero pinag pasensyahan mo ako. Salamat ha. Binago mo ako, maraming mga taong galit sa akin at walang tiwala, pero ikaw, binigya mo ulit ng pag-asa ang buhay ko. (kiss sa Noo) salamat ha.

Chris: (teary Eyed) hha, kaw talaga, halika nga dito! (hug) yan, basahin mo na yang sulat, dito lang ako sa lamesa ko. Salamat ulit ha.

Hunter: sige, babalik din ako agad, sya nga pala, kahit na anong mangyari, wag mo akong kakalimutan ha?

Chris: haha. Oo naman! Kaw pa.

(makalipas ang tatlong oras, wala parin si Hunter)

Chris: tanghali na ah, bakit wala pa si Hunter?

Mich: Uyy, worried sya.

Chris: Syempre naman! Wer’e friends you know

Mich: Sandali nga, tignan ko sa kwarto nya.

Chris: dalian mo lang, sayang  pagkain mo.

(pupunta si mich sa quarters)

Mich: aghhhH!!!!!! Oh my God!! Chris! Kuya Don!! aghhHH!!

Chris: Mich! Bakit? Kuya Don, tara!

Nagpunta sila sa quarters, habang naglalakad, may malamig na hanggin na dumapo sa mukha ni Chris, habang papasok sa kwarto ni Hunter, lumalakas ang tibok ng puso ni Chris. Hawak ni Hunter ang sulat galing sa mga magulang nito na nagsasabing tinatakwil na siya at wala na syang babalikan. Ang kaibigan nya, ang nagbigay ng bagong inspirasyon sa kanya, ang laging nakikinig kapag may problema s, ang nagbigay ng tulong na makinig kapag may problema, Patay na.

LOVE

I was in Naga city when I realized that I need to write a new blog.

When we talk about love, it is one of the words that are very hard to define. There are many signs that pushed me to blog about love and I want to explain it as my blog itself.

Love as a hurting formula

I had a friend, she has a boyfriend for 3 years and I find it very wonderful. As all relationships, they encountered a problem. When they reach college, the girl suspects the boy of having another woman. That situation hurt my friend, she tearfully tell us the story. I felt pity on her, she loves him very much yet she finds no reason that she deserves to be hurt.

One of my family members is married for almost 25 years, they already encountered many problems but they both surpassed it. It is just that on their 25^th year, they decided that what they had been is enough. They both wanted to give up because they are now hurting one another.

Back when I was in my third year, one of my classmates has a relationship to another classmate of ours, whom is a good friend of mine. They are always sweet that time, but one day they had some misunderstanding, the boy almost lost his mind and cried. He is extremely hurt.

Love is a game

            She flirt with guys that are good looking, yet unknowingly, she fell in love on one of them. She showed her love to him, and he also does to her. But she figured out that the guy is on another relationship and she is someone he used as a toy.

Love knows no distance

            My high school friend went to Canada with her family and leaves her boyfriend here at the Philippines. But even though they are thousand miles away, they still showed their love and trust on their system of communication, the Facebook. They are still very sweet and could classify as a perfect couple.

Love grows

            My classmates when I was in high school were adventurous, yet two of them are more responsible. We had our outing after our graduation and I thought that they were already together (as everyone notices) but last week, I’ve read that they are just 11 months this month! And that what I’ve realized is that they really want to make sure that they will plant a good seed before they will take good care of it as a plant!

Love is not just for couples

            Last traslacion, I saw an old woman carrying her grandchild, they are both worn out and I could classify them as beggars. As what I’ve thought, they were really are. They ask for alms from some people in the street, a lady gave them some money. The old woman rushed into a bakery and bought food for her grandchild who received the food with a smile.

            At home, you could find love, from your family, at society from your friends, at school from your teachers. We just have to open our eyes and listen carefully.

The battle between your special someone and friendship

            Other says that your special someone is greater than friendship, others, says that it was different and reversed. But, BF/GF relationship and friendship cannot exist without the presence of another. So if you’re friends or your BF/GF wants you to choose between them, you better choose them both, for if they are real to you, they will understand and love the people you love.

Love that lasts

            Back in Naga city, I saw an old couple walking the street holding each other’s hand.(or better known as Public Display of Affection). But for me, it says love knows no age and will lasts. By marriage, people vowed in front of our Lord to be together forever and it is wonderful that an old couple shows us that of all the problems we could encounter, we must not give up love.

May silbi pa ba ang pagsusulat ? (to be submitted)

Ang pagsusulat ay isang uri ng sining na kung saan ito ay ginagamitan ng papel at panulat upang magawa. Maraming tao ang marunong magsulat, kung tutuusin nga para sa ibang tao, matuto ka lang magbasa at sumulat ay ayos na sa kanilang hindi na magtapos ng pagaaral. Nakakaawa ngunit ito ang katotohanan, malaking bagay na sa kanila ang matutong sumulat at bumasa.</div>

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Kung pagsusulat lang ang paguusapan, magaling tayo jan. Maraming Pilipino na ang&nbsp; naging sikat dahil sa pagsusulat ng kung ano-anong bagay tulad ng tula, maikling kwento o kahit kanta,

Sa simula palang ng ating kasaysayan, marunong na ang mga taong magsulat, dahil naisulat nila ang mga nangyayari sa kanilang buhay noong kapanahunan nila.

Eh ang problema, iba na ang panahon ngayon. Meron na tayong ipod, ipad, laptop at kung ano ano pang pwedeng mapagkaabalahan ang mga kabataan. Kahit nga ang pagsusulat sa kanilang notebook ay tinatamad na sila, pagsulat pa kaya ng tula?

Sa pagsusulat naman ng mga pang retorikang gawain, kung hindi mo pa utusan ang mga estudyante ay hindi nila ito gagawin. At kung uutusan mo lang silang gumawa ng reflection paper ay duon lang sila makakaisip na magsulat.&nbsp; kahit nga pagbabasa ng editorial sa dyaryo, halos malaking effort na para sa kanila.

Iba na tayo ngayon, marami nang nangyari.. Kung iisipin, napakalaki ng silbi at pakinabang ng pagsusulat. Isa tong simpleng paraan upang ipahiwatig sa lahat ng taong marunong magbasa at makinig ang kailangan nilang malaman. Tulad ng ginagawa ko. Nilagyan ko ng titulong "pangising sa mga natutulog na kaluluwa" ang title ng blog site ko, kasi, gusto kong gisingin ang diwa ng mga taong natutulog nalang at hindi nakikialam.

Wala tayong mapupuntahan kung hindi tayo tutulungan ng pagsusulat, kaya, bilang isang taong marunong magsulat ng website ng blogger, alam ko, na kaya mo ring magsulat at ipahatid ang nararamdaman mo.

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May silbi pa ba ang pagsusulat?

Ang pagsusulat ay isang uri ng sining na kung saan ito ay ginagamitan ng papel at panulat upang magawa. Maraming tao ang marunong magsulat, kung tutuusin nga para sa ibang tao, matuto ka lang magbasa at sumulat ay ayos na sa kanilang hindi na magtapos ng pagaaral. Nakakaawa ngunit ito ang katotohanan, malaking bagay na sa kanila ang matutong sumulat at bumasa.

Malaki ang silbi ng pagsusulat, ito ay maaaring maging sandata,

Freedom (for submission)

Freedom, a word that is worth fighting for, many people died just to have it. But for the future generations, is freedom really worth fighting for?

You can define freedom as a state in which somebody is able to act and live as he or she chooses, without being subject to any undue restraints or restriction. People love to be free, they could do anything they want, can go to any places they love and even do things they love. You are free because you don’t want to be attached to anyone, you don’t want anyone to do things for you, or even influence you in your works.

Being free could be good or bad, an advantage or a disadvantage, an opportunity to grab or a risk to take. Our country fought for our independence and freedom from the Spaniards, Americans and those pesky Japanese. Why? Because we Filipinos wanted to be free, we wanted to be lead by those of our own blood and brother in nationality not by those who just came here to conquer us. But, we are imprisoned not just by those other people but also we became victims of our own countrymen. Looking for an example? Well, no one except Pres. Ferdinand Emmanuel Edralin Marcos, the legend. For some, he is a hero, but majority says that he equals Adolf Hitler. The Martial Law is his specialty, everybody knows that he is the aster for the massive killings; I don’t want to talk about it because I am not yet born on that time. Our ancestors really want to be free so that they are no longer required to pay tributes or rent to the Spaniards or the conquerors. So that, they will have money to be wasted in a lot of things.

Our generation today is a lot more different, it seems like they wanted to be conquered specially by the Koreans, the pesky Japanese once again and also the Americans. Why? Because they wanted the technologies, the entertainment and a lot of things from these country. I just wish that they would figure out what they are doing is no longer good for our country and also for themselves.

These kiddos are very smart, they can do a lot of things but in exchange of this, these kiddos wanted to be independent even though they can’t. They always thought that if their go out of their houses and leave those people who grew them up, they can do things by themselves which is terribly wrong in many situations, many, for girls, ended up pregnant, and in boys, they ended up criminals.

Being free for me, Is choosing what your heart’s desire, whether it is right for others or wrong, it is you, and only you could suffer a greater consequence if you choose a bad decision. No one can blame you, who are they to blame you? Did they really know what you really wanted to do or need to do? My answer, for me, it is you, you don’t have to always open yourself to others, for in reality, you could not trust those people you just met so don’t open yourself to them, for it may lead you bounded to them. Your heart is your best weapon and shield so treasure it and use it to be happy. You might be bounded today but who cares? If it is for your own good, let it, and nothing last forever, maybe tomorrow, you are free.