Untitled Love Letter

Untitled Love Letter

Dear Shorty Shepherd,

          I know, I know, I don’t have the right to call you shorty because you’re taller than me. But this is my letter and I’ll call whatever I want. Lalalalala~

I admit that I have this little crush thingy for you. Listen up because this might be the last time I’ll say this to you – you are really nice, cute and funny to be with.

The first time I saw you, you were picking up medals in every contest you join. I know you are freakin’ intelligent and I sometimes wonder why it took you centuries to figure out that I like you – really like you.

You told me that you have a crush on me. Well, you even told me you “love” me. That’s a big bomb that exploded right in front of me. It was like my mind is yelling that there must be some mistake or something.  But there was no mistake. You’re really there telling me all those sweet little things.

You make my heart flutter and beat faster. You even cause butterflies to fly in my stomach. You make me feel liked and cared for. And finally, you make me feel that I belong – that there is a place in this world where I am welcome.

I really like the way you make snide comments even though they are sometimes irritating. I love the way you smell and the softness of your voice.

Okay. I know I’m a little bit exaggerated here but that’s what you do to me. I tend to be a little out of my mind whenever I think of you.

My most unforgettable moment with you happened last field trip. I really felt drained, drowsy and dizzy. You let me sleep leaning on your shoulders. I really think that was so sweet of you. Thank you.

But I’m not sure about the “love” thing. I think were too young to understand what it really is. I once believed that when two people love each other, everything was going to be fine. I was wrong.

I want you to be sure of your feelings. When you tell me that you love me, I want you to mean it, not just say it for the sake of saying something. If you’re thinking that I’m saying this because of what “he” did, you’re wrong. I’m saying this because I care for you. I don’t want you to be hurt.

So when things settle down and you realize what you really feel, tell me. I’ll be there to listen and understand. If you insist that you really love me, don’t just say it - prove it.

Stay awesome, Edward.~

Yours truly,

Nymph Jean ^.^

  

My Hero, Our Heroes

`“Where are you now? ‘Cause I’m thinking of you...you showed me how...how to live like I do.”

`Do you still remember your kindergarten teacher? I know we don’t give it much thought- how our first teachers taught us the most basic thing we need to learn, things that we still remember now.

`I could still remember all the teachers I’ve had. Ma’am Pearly was my teacher in kindergarten; Ma’am Alaman in grade 1 and 2; Ma’am Feby in grade 3 and grade 6; Ma’am Irene in grade 4; Ma’am Ava in grade 5; Ma’am Jennylou in first year high school; Ma’am Jennette in second year and, of course, Ma’am Arceo in third year.

Every single teacher we’ve had taught us more than one important lesson. They let us learn from our mistakes and stand up every time we fall. Teachers don’t just teach knowledge from the book. There are things more important than finding LCDs and knowing the path of blood in the body. These things are the lessons from experience- from life itself.

Teachers are our second parents. We actually spend more waking hours in school than in our own house. Teachers watch us grow- physically and mentally. They teach us, they guide us, they love us.

One teacher I really can’t forget is Ma’am Pareja. She may be a strict teacher but that’s just because she wants us to be disciplined. She said to us more than once “You will not feel fear if you did not do anything wrong.” I’ve learned so many things from her- things which I doubt if the thickest book in the library had.

My mom, who is also a teacher, asked me once why Ma’am Pareja wasn’t applying as a principal. So, I asked Ma’am Pareja and her answer was she just wants to teach as a plain teacher. She wants to get close to students. I also asked her why she is teaching freshmen instead of older students and she said that younger students are easier to mold than the older ones-they are more obedient. She is the wisest teacher I’ve met. She knows how to make a student admit the wrong thing he did by just talking to him. She knows students’ body language. She knows if they are listening or not, if they understand or not and whatever going on in the student’s mind during her class.

Teachers are not just teachers. They are mothers. They are friends. They are heroes. They save students from ignorance. They open their eyes to knowledge. And they also teach the students how to face the “real world”. They give us lessons that can’t be reflected in class cards but those which reflect on how we carry ourselves in our daily lives.

“If it wasn’t for you I’ll I would never be who I am...”

tO bE oR nOt tO bE . . . ?

tO bE oR nOt tO bE . . . ?

To be or not to be?

I cannot understand what’s happening to me

I do not know what to do anymore

Will I just forget what had happened before?

To be or not to be?

I cannot make my mind you see

It’s possible that this one is right

But why on the other I can also see the light?

To be or not to be?

Yesterday I’ve felt life’s beauty

But today the only thing left is hurt

And it is because you broke my heart…

To be or not to be?

To forget is better than to remember, maybe?

Remembering is like being tied to the past with a chain

While forgetting makes you face tomorrow without pain…

Nobody’s Perfect

Nobody’s Perfect

        Comedy of Errors, what do you expect? Of course it would be funny and full of errors. The first time I read the summary of this play, I kept repeating the lines to myself then going to the list of characters. It was really confusing to tell who’s who.

        You see, there are two set of twins, the first twins have the same name, Antipholus, while the other twins were named Dromio. They got separated and one Antipholus and one Dromio grew up together while the other Antipholus and the other Dromio grew up together. Now, that was just one out of the hundreds of confusing facts and parts of the play.

        But, even though the story was funny, it shows golden lessons. One of those is that you can gain your liberty by telling the truth instead of money, which is by paying the bail. This happened to Egeon, the father of the Antipholus twins. Another lesson was the way you correct your mistakes weighs greater than the mistakes themselves. We should remember that nobody’s perfect. We should not see a person’s imperfections and focus in the best part of him.

NCAE : Guide To Our Future

NCAE : Guide To Our Future

        NCAE, an acronym for National Career Assessment Examination, is like a golden map that leads us to our future. It can help us choose what vocation we want to take after high school.

            This exam was created to determine the students’ assets that could help him/her in the near future. With NCAE, we could more easily choose the course or courses we want to take in college.

           NCAE helps us choose, but it is not the one deciding for us. Even if it says that you are good in clerical jobs, but you want a field job when you grow up, you can ignore the exam’s result and pursue your dream.

Intramurals: an Oasis in School

Intramurals: an Oasis in School

        Homeworks. Projects. Seatworks. Exams. Where’s the fun?

        After months of brain-draining school works, intramurals is one of the ways to replete the students’ spirit. This event does not only ensure the physical fitness of the students but their mental fitness as well.

        Intramurals can give the students to excel in their chosen sports- or even discover the sport where they have talent in. we could guess that most athletes played the sport where they shined during their sweet high school days. Who knows maybe as we conduct the yearly intramurals a student found a missing part of his soul in the sport he played and will soon shine as the newest representative of the Philippines in the international Olympics.

        Intramurals can also build bond between students and develop their sportsmanship. We win, we lose. It doesn’t matter- what matters is that we had fun and enjoyed ourselves while playing.

Intramurals must be enjoyed because, first, it’s just once a year. And, second, because it is one of those blissful breaks from schoolworks. ;)

Nationality or Practicality?

Nationality or Practicality?

        English, the universal language may just be the second major language in the Philippines. But most Filipinos will not be able to communicate clearly without uttering a single English word. We use English language more often in our everyday activity than our mother tongue. So, we may say that being fluent in English is better than being able to master our mother tongue. We can use it to get a better job. It is also “cool” to speak a foreign language fluently.

        On the contrary, mastery in our mother tongue shows nationality and patriotism. Some may say that we should master our native language first before learning foreign ones. We could say that it is fun being quaint, knowing deep native tongue words that others don’t even know.

        In my opinion, it is better if we have fluency in English, even though it is not our own. I love my country but, I’m a practical person and I can say that fluency in English can help me in the future than mastery of my mother tongue.