Entries in category "pagnunuynoy"
Isang Sigaw
Ryan Magtibay
Ilan na lang kayong kayang magtaas
Sandamukal na isla ng ating Pilipinas
Ilan na lang kayong mga inaasahan
Para gisingin ang kinabukasan
Humayo ka't magitla
Tumalon, magwala
Ipakitang buhay pa
Ang mag-aaral na pag-asa
Ilan na lang kayong makakatulong
Sa bansang nilumot na at ikinulong
Ilan na lang kayong makakakita
Ng muling pag-alan ng namamatay na siga
Humayo ka't magitla
Bago tuluyang mawala
Dala mong pag-asang
Di taglay ng iba
uhm, since I have no intention of killing this blog anytime soon (actually, I have NO intention of killing it at all, whatsoever), I decided to put it to good use.
dati kasi, batuhan ng mga literary "masterpieces" ko ang Snake Pit. I mean, duh, that's why I somehow named it a pit (then I added "snake" because they are the only things that can scare me to death and, well, writing is scary for me, you know, especially when we talk about criticisms. haha) so there, dati tapunan ng mga kwento at tula ang THE SNAKE PIT at batuhan ng kuru-kuro ang IN THE DEPTH OF DESPAIR (na pinalitan ng pangalan at ginawang TAKE THE WHEEL).
ngayon, bago na. beh.
opinyon KO (lang.) sa SNAKE PIT http://soynadie.blogspot.com.
at panitikan sa CUBICLE.
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I know I would. 
Rob! sabi ko sayo act 2 na lang ako ng Julius Ceasar eh! Di pa ko umaabot sa Act 3! Grr. Soliloquy lang ni Mark Anthony ang alam ko sa Act 3. At lalo namang wala akong kahit anong alam sa Act 4 at 5. waw. mapipilitan tuloy akong magbasa. kaw talaga.
My life is pretty much pathetic right now. I can't resist computer games. (must... play...) And everytime I start reading, I fall asleep after two minutes. So how the hell would I be able to cope up with so much thing to do? Hay. And there's no more drive. Nothing. Just requirements. I'm starting to hate what I do.
That's why I need the Christmas vacation. You now, to wear out the negative marginal utility I have. I want to actually miss being in school before I can go back to my study habits because right now, my body just resist everything Pisay is trying to tell me to do. And I mean EVERYTHING. Even with the threat of losing my precious 1.47 average. Seriously, I need the xmas break. But no.
I have the numerous Yearbook writeups. I have "Of mice and men", "Les Miserbles", and "Magnda pa ang umaga". I have numerous palancas to write.
O sige nga. Kahit nga ata 2 months, hindi ko pa tapos lahat iyan eh.
I want to cry now. Really. 
Sige na. As if naman kasing mawawala yang mga yan kapag sinumbong ko sila sa blog ko. Fine.
This post is pointless.
But when the noble Ceasar saw him stab, ingratiude, more strong than traitors arms, quite vanquished him, then burst his mighty heart.
I actually used this as my Ateneo Application Essay. Hehe. And I only read it again just now. I liked it so I'm posting it. Hehe.
Not Just An Ordinary Birthday
Ryan Magtibay
It was totally unexpected. I never really thought it would happen to me. I thought of doing it to someone but never really the other way around. After all, what they did was pretty much a cliché already; you would see the same thing a lot in movies and television shows. But never, in my entire life, had I thought that someday, I would be that special.
Way back, before it happened, I knew who I was or, rather, I knew that I didn’t know who I was. I knew that I was in constant search of who I was as a person. Yes, the same old process that every teenager pass through. But I guess it was different with me. I wanted more than just knowing who I was. I wanted a mark. I wanted a distinction. I wanted a definition. I wanted something that would not just tell people who I was, but would also make me standout. I expected that God gave me something that would make me more of a person than any one else. And I guess I expected too much.
I wanted to know who I was, but deep inside me I was scared that maybe I wasn’t that great. I was afraid that the real me – the one I’m looking for – would just be another ordinary face in the street. This was why I kept on trying to make something significant or achieve something great that people would start to label me after it. In the end, all I really wanted was not to end up in the list of ordinary people that lived in this world.
I went from happily searching to desperate to depressed. As I look back now, I guess it was pretty normal for me to feel that way. After all, I was in an identity crisis and every one, in many ways, pass through the same stages of life. It was part of growing up. But the depression inside me stayed. The sadness continued to devour my being. I just felt so heart-broken that I don’t like who I was. The feeling stayed with me and no one knows about it. It was then that they came into the picture.
I never really thought that birthdays are fun. I always thought that they are only to remind you that you’re growing older and to give you reason to demand for gifts from your friends. Birthdays are just like every other day, only that they make you special. And that would be exactly what I felt when I heard that loudest birthday greeting I’ve ever heard.
I was walking with my friend that afternoon and we were talking about almost anything. It was a cell phone call that made us stop. After which, she took me the cafeteria, where I was supposed to treat her anything. After all, according to her, it was my birthday. She continued walking around the cafeteria. I was unconsciously following her, baffled at what she was doing. She stopped in a corner and turned to me. That was when everyone else suddenly showed up and simultaneously shouted “Happy Birthday!” and one of them was even carrying a big chocolate birthday cake.
It happened in the cafeteria, in front of practically almost the whole school. But at that moment, I didn’t notice that. All I knew was that in front of me are almost more than 40 people who had just made me feel that, hey, they love and have always been there for me and for them, I’m not just an ordinary person. I am a friend. And for that, I’m special.
The identity crisis ended there. Somehow, those people reminded me that I don’t need a mark. I don’t need distinction. I don’t definition. All I really needed to know was that I can do something great someday and that I have friends to help me in the process. God, after all, did give me something that would make me feel more of a person than any one else.
Right now, because of that birthday surprise, I’m contented with the fact that I have talents and accomplishments and that I have the determination to do what I want to do. Who I am or will be is still in the works. But right now, I’m just another ordinary person that has friends who make me glow in a crowd.
haha. tama si dane. the hell. bakit kami dapat kabahan saharap nila, eh mga corrupt sila! we are actually angels when placed beside them. haha.
The Senate session hall was smaller than what is shown on TV. haha. And mind you, those senators are not early birds. Si Kiko Pangilinan lang at si Flavier ang sakto sa 330 na usapan ng start ng session. Late nga si Loi Estrada eh. haha.
And Pia Cayetano's hair is BIG. and her make-up is thicker than the Earth's crust. Pinalakpakan niya kami though. Yung sincere na palakpak ah. hehe. Go Pia!
Tapos ginawa naming waiting room yung place kung saan ginaganap yung blue ribbon committee sessions. haha. waiting room lang pala yung ng Himig Agham eh! ang comfy nung chairs, though.
Tapos may nagpapic samin na senator na hindi ko kilala. haha. talk about current events on eng journ, ryan!
Pero still, mas masaya pa yung trips papunta at pabalik kesa nung nandun talaga kami. masaya lang dun kasi nasa isang lugar ka na sikat. at di yun dahil sa senators kundi dahil yun ang place kung saan maraming batas yung ginagawa. kumbaga, masy nagenjoy kami sa dahilang nasa isang lugar kami na may katuturan at may kasaysayan at di dahil makikita namin ang asawa ni Sharon o kung sino mang senador na naging corrupt kahit isang beses lang.
haha. ang sungit kaya nung elevator lady. boo.
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"Yes! Nalawayan ko na ang Senate!" --> Ben Lopez
hahahahaha.
eto yung 15 people oh:
http://www.tabulas.com/~revolutionofnayr/833323.html
haha. try to guess them. i doubt umabot ka ng 5 na mahulaan though.
boo.
"I know you" my ass. You guys don't know me. No one does. So don't act like it. I'm happy this way. Let me be.
boo.
Now I wish I'm fully deaf. Words are really harsh. Especially those from people who judge you in every way possible. Grr.
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Himig will sing tomorrow! Yey. Kahit alam kong konti lang ang naitutulong ko (kasi kaya naman ni Ben mag-isa. camon. haha.), I'm still happy. I really want to sing you know. Hay.
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Salamat Cesium, salamat. Fun-loving nga talaga kayo. Fun-producing, making, at lahat na din.
Salamat din promil kid. ganda ng bahay mo. :D
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I'm still asking myself what I told Ivy after CAT.
Why did God made me half-deaf? Kung hindi kaya ako half-deaf, meron kaya akong narinig na kahit ano na makakapagpabago sa buhay ko?
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The hell with ears anyway.
no rob, i'm not angry. haha. so like you. nagpanic ka pa. haha. nagloko yung YM. and you should know me by now. I don't get angry with hose kind of things. Ganun din ako mangasar eh. Di naman patas kung maaasar ako sa mga bagay na ginagawa ko rin sa iba.
and no, i don't care if she says yes to someone else. and say no to another one. haha. poor another one. pero kasi, desidido akong magstag ngayon. I don't view prom as a romantic thing. Unless I'm inlove with someone right now. Unfortunately, I'm not. haha. So prom will still be somewhat like a bonduing time with my friends. In a very sophisticated manner, that is. Tsaka, the hell with romantic things. In the end, if you're not so sure about the romance, it would just end up to be a serious heartbreak.
if there is one thing I'm sure about it would be that I really have a BIG crush on that Dia 2010 girl. waw. haha. She looks like as if she's so fragile and yet, her eyes express that strength that every woman possess but is seldom seen. Most especially her lips, that pouts in a way more sexier than how Angelina Jolie does and yet, no matter how much it makes her look so hot, it also somehow makes her look like a pure-hearted female - someone who has a golden heart and soul. ambait niya kaya tingnan. at ang ganda rin.
Now, I'm really proud of my company. Hindi ko inexpect ang creativity niyo at yung galing niyo sa pasulong. Go Alpha! congrats sa mga bagong niyong asawa!
Putting white spaces between operators and operands in one string are equally strenuous and irritating becasue it seems useless. haha.
Electron's paskorus practices are depressing. Magaling ang electron. Oh yes. Talented kung talented. Pero naman. Hindi daw ba mapractice dahil wala ako?! Eh sinabi ko naman na may practice SILA. Kasi nga hindi ako makakapunta. Tapos hindi sila nagpractice dahil lang wala ako?! Wala lang. It makes me feel like I'm more burdened. Ang labo lang na sobrang dumedepende naman sila ngayon. Kaya naman nila eh. Ayaw lang nilang sa kanila manggaling yung initiative. Sayang naman. They become better everytime they practice. Tapos hindi sila nagpapractice.
so, WHAT HAVE YOU LEARNED ABOUT LIFE TODAY?
Life is something you can't control and is most of the time, unpredictable. But you have to go with it, simply because there is no way out but to face it and show to it that, hey, no matter how hard the challenges it poses to you, you would be able to survive it.
Even in the presence of tears, pain and shame.
I rushed to the DepEd-NCR yesterday just to pass our Intel forms, research plan and final paper. Basta yung Intel Requirements. Ayun. Ang dami ngang mali nun eh. Puros walang pirma, tapos mali-mali din yung mga pinipirmahan nung mga tao, kung saan-saan sila pumipirma at kung anu-ano pa. haha. funny. basta sobrang sabog nun. I doubt our chance for the Intel elminations.
Oh, and I took a cab from Pisay to that place. Mind you, after paying the cab driver, I became moneyless. As in wala na kong pera. As in 0. haha. buti na lang line ang fone ko at natawagan ko mom ko. haha.
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oi, look! I'm blogging again! that's fun! ang haba pa ng entries ko! waw!
