Words are TOO POWERFUL

Words are the most powerful weapon in the world.
They can be hurtful. They can make someone upset. Yet, words can create a world of magnificent things... emotions... and other splendid stuffs that would make you feel special and worthy.

Perhaps, you have encountered a scene wherein people tend to unify their souls and tempers into the bad side. Where they react too much about a certain piece of literature and they become possessive or nonetheless, they become monsters in their own ways.

Well, as you can see. Some literary works are created to express ones thoughts and feelings. And due to some circumstances, in my case... I have written a note. It tells something about explaining myself to the world that I was hurt by the words they used against me. As a response to their comment or perhaps a complement, I over powered my emotions and started tickling the keyboard and bursting my thoughts into it.

Yes, indeed I am a writer. I know my limitations, I know the rules... It was so happened that I didn't mentioned any names in my note. Well, it was very clear that the person who am I pertaining is not the person who assumed HE/SHE's the one in that particular work.  In my part, I would like to apologize for not knowing the rules... PLEASE keep in mind that words are really powerful. And the fact that I am not pertaining to you because I am pertaining to someone else...

WORDS ARE TRUELY POWERFUL in many ways...
They can kill.
So, use it gently... think twice before typing a very unethical sentence...
because the readers might think YOU are a nincompoop... or worse ... an IDIOT.

USE IT ETHICALLY.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

There these things that I want for Christmas...
First, I want a peaceful Earth.
and PEACE between my Family and other Relatives.

Well of course, I want my Mom to go home now.
It would be so happy that no other treasure could ever overcome or whatever term would that be. If you know what I mean.

I miss my Mom to the highest level of missing someone.
I miss my relatives.
I wish I have a lot of money and buy them a plane ticket and we could be happy all Christmas vacation.

Oh well, I wish they could read this.
:) Merry Christmas

I WOULD BE HAPPY IF:

1.  My Mom would celebrate Christmas here
2. Someone will donate money for shopping
3. I'll win 1 million pesos
4. I would pass all my exams
5. There would be world peace
6. My dad should give us financial support
7. My sister would be happy when I give her the iphone
8. My boyfriend would ask me to a dinner date

Well these things...if ever would be granted. I would be the happiest person on earth. PROMISE!

OF COURSE HE IS...

After I had been in a 2 year-serious-relationship with a fucked up guy.

Our break up was really tragic in my part.

I had to move on so hard. I cry like everyday and I've been so skinny and ugly before. It is very painful for I have loved him like no one in the world could ever imagine... So much for this bla bla bla...

At my first semester in college, I had two stupid relationships. HAHA! Wherein I had to break someone's heart because of my stupidity...And of course at present, I finally found what I love. What I want. What I like and Whom what I want to be with...

Indeed, I love him very much... I don't know where on earth I could find the words that would fit in here... The feeling is unexplainable. Or perhaps I could describe it as winning in DOTA and bragging it into the whole world. Or maybe winning 1 million pounds in a lottery ticket. Every single thing about him makes me happy. Though I am so selfish, cold, paranoid, stupid, fucked up, drunk, or whatsoever... I LOVE HIM to the depth, breath and height that my soul could reach when the feeling is out of sight...

YES, of course he is....

YOU are the only EXCEPTION

For 12 months, I have longed for you...
and for a month, I have you... in my arms and in my heart. But those precious moments that I have considered where so meaningful. Nonetheless, those for you were not.
You avenged (well not literally) for yourself for the selfishness I have done a very long time ago. That I have thought was already buried deeply within the earth...
And for that again, we suddenly transgressed and shared our thoughts together and solemnly intertwined for the real thing. Yes of course I was the happiest person on earth. I can't sleep because of this exaggerated feeling. My eyes were like the stars above. My heart and my soul reaches for the reality and the never-ending fantasy at the same time. Indeed, I am deeply in love with that person.
As much as I love my self, I love him even more... Every single day, I love him with all that I am. Every night I pray that someday we would vanish in this real world and saunter through our fantasies. That is how much I love him.

BUT in some circumstances, my world began to turn in circles. He suddenly vanishud. He was gone.uHe doesn't loue me anymore... And he confessed that what he did was what I did before. Yes, indeed... History repeats itself. But whatever happened to us. Whatever he does now. Whoever he dates now... He is still the only exception...

WHEN PARANOIA STRIKES...

There are a lot of things that I am thinking. And those things aren't supposed to be a part of my stressful world but suddenly, they are now a part of it... Okay, okay I know, it doesn't make any sense at all. I've been so paranoid. I've been thinking about stupid stuffs that kills me. Yes, indeed I am a writer. I create my own world... I create things that makes me happy and I write them. But, this imagination is getting worse... Since this guy has entered my world.

First, I thought he would break my heart. And decided not to entertain him anymore, but I've realized that I like him too. Nevertheless, I never felt the ardor at that moment. I tried to search for what I am needing. I tried to learn everything about him... and sooner, our hearts intertwined.

I knew I love him and he loves me...but at the moment when I went for a vacation, this effing paranoia had strike. Yes, of course, I thought he is seeing someone while I'm gone... I remembered when he texted me... "Innak kadwaen isuna, agpakpakadwa, ado kan problema na..." And hell I said "YES". WTF just I did?! Alright, I know, It's my fucking fault though but why on earth will he accompany that person? And then he was trying to state that that girl is his friend and whatsoever. I didn't care about their connections at all... My only concern is that, I THOUGHT THERE IS SOMETHING BETWEEN THEM. Something that would somehow will break my heart into pieces.

Nonetheless, my paranoia has been tickling me... It has been penetrating me over and over again. It's been killing me for days and I just wanted to confront him. But the excruciating part is that I can't... I don't have the courage... Somehow and someday, KARMA will strike if my paranoia is an OMEN... 

WISH LIST

Dear Santa,
                   What I want for Christmas are the following:

1. World Peace
2. High Grades
3. iPhone 4g
4. Vneck Shirts from bench body
5. Guess Skinny Jeans
6. Folded and Hung blouse
7. Lots and lots of dresses
8. New white Shoes
9. New DC shoes (not the skate shoes)
10. New High Cut Converse Shoe
11. 10 years multiple visa
12. a ticket to London

                  That would be all Santa, but I reckon you won't give this all to me so, let my parents read my blog so that they would be obliged to give me all these on Christmas. THANK YOU!


Love,
ANNE

That's Why I love My Mom So Much

April 8, 2010-- When our two households (Mother and Daughter) started to argue...

I wasn't sure if I'll take my opportunity to talk to them because I was so nervous... Anty Lucing was crying excruciatingly while Ate Lea sits in the couch and minding my little brother. My grandma was anxious that she wasn't able to cary Anty Lucing because she was already lying on the ground crying painfully.

I tried to call for help in my Tito Noel's office but no one's answering the phone. Everyone seems panicking, and my heart pounds faster and faster while I am ran towards them to get my little brother Maximus who is already crying.  At that moment I had an adrenaline rush... I don'y know what will happen... Seeing Anty Lucing grieving and her daughter with bitterness filled in her eyes. I can see the anger that surrounds her. I tried to convince Anty Lucing to stop from crying but it was no use...

I felt like the two of them needs reconciliation. As a daughter, I love my Mom so much though she is miles away... and I don't even understand why Ate Lea is very mad to Anty Lucing...

Perhaps... ughhh I don't know.
I feel sorry for Anty Lucing because I can feel the agony in her heart...
I feel sorry for Ate Lea because she's also in pain in a way that she never liked to be punished...

Well, I wish they will go beyond those strange things...

Lesson learned: LOVE YOUR PARENTS BECAUSE THEY ARE THE ONE WHO RAISED YOU SINCE YOU WERE A TINY CREATURE... 

ANG MGA MANUNULAT

So eto na yung exhibit namin na 4 na oras naming ginawa sa araw ng Recital. Ang dami-daming bungangang naka buntot sa amin. Pero kahit ganoon, masaya naman kami kasi natapos na... 


Di ko makakalimutan ang araw na 'to... As in kahit napakahagard na ng mga mukha namin nang matapos yung exhibit area, ang sarap ng feeling na may libro kang nai-publish....

Buti na lang nandiyan sina Sir Caluya at Sir Dennis na tumulong sa amin sa pagdedecorate, na kahit pabalik-balik kami doon sa mananahi, MASAYA naman...

(Mice, Alyanna, Me and KC)

So ngayon, sa mga taga Laoag City, visit niyo ang Ilocos Norte National 

High School para makita niyo yung exhibit area... You are free to read our books 

kase may reading area kami... And also, may films din doon na gawa ng mga Media

Arts...