Something About Kites
I will not write a lengthy article. I just want to state what I want to state at the moment. I’m sure all of you are aware of what a kite is? It is an object that Is usually used for fun. You make it fly in the sky using strings and the nature of the wind. It’s fun to play with it especially on wide and open fields. You can run all the day under the sun. And it makes you feel alive.
And what is the relevance of the kite in this article?
Well, I just want to say that if you are having a hard time in life, I want you to know that you can do it. Like a kite, which may look thin and weak at first glance, it can be stronger than most objects even though it deals with strong winds. If you are feeling scared right now, I want you to carry those fears as you soar. Like a kite, you can reach greater heights despite being scared; the view is amazing, too. And like a kite, even though people constantly try to pull you down, continue to go with the flow of the wind, and persist on reaching high towards your goals. Your life is about you, not about them.
The Umbrella
Dave is in love with Alice. Alice is in love with Dave. So, are they a couple?
No. Almost everyone in school find it obvious that they like each other. However, the two of them refuse to even accept that they are in love with the other. How stupid is that? In addition, both of them are so sure that the other like them in some way and they are waiting for the other to confess to them first.
And as a bystander, I find both of them tiring. I’m like—just get together already, you idiots.
Now here we are on a stormy day just as everyone’s classes were over and the school was almost empty, I hear them talking in front of the main entrance when I was tying my shoes on the bench. Apparently, it looks like both of them are scheming some ways to share the same umbrella. And guess what? Both of them “allegedly” forgot their umbrellas.
As far as I can see it, both of them just want the other to get their umbrella and share it but they both think that way so now it resulted to this.
I scrunched my face. “Idiots.” But to be honest, I find them really cute, too. As I walked passed them, I witnessed them giggling to each other at their silliness. I just hope they become a couple soon and get this over with.
Hello, everyone! How are you today?
Downey
I would like you all to meet Downey. This is a low quality photo but it still shows his cuteness, right? At this time, he just got his new haircut and he's been running around all day trying to play with people. He's just so cute! It's really funny whenever he keeps jumping and getting people's attention. Just look at his paws.
P.S. As you can see he got his tongue out because he's breathing heavily there after running for I think about 20 minutes straight. Such a hyper guy.
What Have I Been Up To?
I haven't been able to write a lot of articles lately because, aside from the fact that I'm finding the motivation to do so, I am busy doing these.
Please forgive my poor handwriting. I'm trying my best to improve it.
I am having an advance study with the video lectures that my professor sent and I am also taking down notes while at it.
Fallen Fantasy
Widened eyes
Mirroring the light
A reflection of one’s illusion
A dream transformed as one’s own
Passion! Passion!
Overflowing through the frame
The frame of one’s body
The anatomy of one’s dream
Molding itself to become someone
To achieve something in mind
Following the path you thought was right
One that leads to the vision you had
But reality slaps it out of your hand
Steps on it until it’s all tattered in sand
As the wind carried it away
And the waves gushed it to the endless bay
The One That Stares
My room looked like trash so I have decided to clean it up one day. And it felt refreshing to throw away my old stuff and try to create a new atmosphere for my studies. And I thought I did the right thing.
However, after a few days, I somehow felt uncomfortable sleeping. I always changed positions whenever I’m trying to get myself some sleep. I feel a gush of wind somewhere on my nape and with that, I decided that I will refuse to open my eyes to see what that was.
And days go by with the same routine until, one day, I always felt like someone was watching. Someone was lurking in the darkness that my neon lights cannot reach. I was scared and shivering. And this is the only time that I hate myself from being curious because I decided to open my eyes slowly to take the courage to view what was staring at me.
And to my horror, it was my big-eyed stuff toy named Fluffy. I forgot that I placed him there when I cleaned.
Inspiration come to me!
Tiring day! I wasn't able to write anything. :<<
Tired. :((
Immeasurable Love
How do you measure a person’s love? Through material things? Through the countless times that they’ve said “I love you”? Through the years, months, days, minutes, seconds that you’ve been together?
How? How exactly do you measure an abstract word that despite being immeasurable most people aggressively demand an answer?
Even I do not know how. But when asked I often ask back, “Have you ever tried jumping through an abyss to measure how deep it is?”
“No—wait, so your saying that your love is immeasurable like an abyss?” they said.
I looked at them sternly and said, “Like jumping through an abyss, I haven’t experienced love so stop asking.”
How do you make amazing notes on OrgChem? :<<<
I enjoy writing articles here. Please do give it lots of love!
Void
The stares of the hollow night
Looking through the glasses of my sight
Beyond it transcends
The abyss that I see no end
Up I go, down I went
No right posture for this bed
Eyes on the ceiling—no,
Now then later gazing from the window
Can’t seem to perceive
The emotions that I’m feeling
Watching, writing, reading
My mind has cleaved
Happiness, sadness, loneliness
What is it really?
Cannot decipher the mess
Brought again in the land of weary
Take me out, leave me alone
this feeling please no more
the gaze, the stare, those I all abhor
I was once caught up in this void of the unknown
Good afternoon! How is everyone? :))
The Door
There are a lot of doors in our house. One is the main door. There is one for the kitchen, the bathroom, the storage room, the master bedroom, the guest rooms, the gaming room, the walk-in closet, the basement and many more. I would like to call this place a mansion instead of a house. Everything was here. I have entered every door here. All except for one.
That one door that I could never grab a hold of the knob, I have never once stepped near it. It burns my eyes just looking at it. Thinking about touching its knob, twisting it open and taking a step near it gives me anxiety. But I was curious of that door. If enter that dimension that I have never once been to, will I come out alive? Will I still be able to live in this mansion that I hold dear?
This door is different. It’s scary and big and intimidating. It screams at me. It frightens me. It hurts me. I want to have the courage to get near it. I want to build up my confidence and step towards it. I want to enter a new world that I have never once been. Is that too much to ask? Is being locked up in this mansion enough to explore the world?
That door is my hope. It is my escape. It is my dream. It is my goal. Taking a hold of its knob already requires a great energy and effort but am I willing to take the risk? Can I do it? Will I do it?
My answer is yes.
Bystander
I saw what I saw. A crime committed at a narrow alley behind a building that I attend to. I witnessed it as I was taking out the trash. The moment I saw it, I don’t know if I should let them know that I was there—of course, I shouldn’t, right? —or should I film them? —most probably. But what gain will get out from it? Nothing. Probably hate—for not minding my own business. Probably I will fear for the rest of my life—I don’t want that, too. So, in the end, what did I do?
I simply brushed my dirty hands on my uniform before turning my back at them. I fixed my glasses then started walking away until the door slammed closed behind. It was not my business. I shouldn’t meddle. I want my life to live in peace.
And besides, I just saw the queen and king of the school making out at that narrow alley behind the school building.
Define Yourself
A lot of us get swayed by the hateful and judgmental words coming from other people’s mouth. Even if we deny it, it affects our daily functions. It affects our thinking and it gets in the way of our relationships with others. It was as if we believe what they say about us. It was as if what they are telling about us is true. And that shouldn’t happen.
You are the author of your own life story. You are the captain of your own boat. You are the one in control. Remind yourself that you should not let other people decide for you. It is not worth it to continue to seek validation from other people just because they dictate you of the things that you should be or what the society thinks you should be.
Free yourself from those shackles that hides away your true self from the rest of the world because you are frightened of what others will think of you or what they will describe you. Be proud of what you have become. You—yourself—should be your first supporter in everything that you do and decide. If you cannot learn to love and accept yourself first, then how will you expect other people to do the same?
You define yourself. You are you.
Good morning! How is everyone's sleep? :))
Then Came You
I was never the prettiest. My teeth are crooked. My eyes are dull. My smile doesn’t melt you away. I do not have confidence in anything. And I stutter when I talk to people. I cannot even move freely in class. I only have one friend. However, I was satisfied. It’s not like I have to have a lot of friends to get by. It’s not like I was sad with a small company. It’s not like they’re bullying me or anything. They simply do not care about my existence.
Then came you.
Through small steps of change, I was able to gradually build up confidence. I had dental braces to fix my crooked teeth. I practice smiling in front of my mirror. My eyes aren’t as dull as before. I rarely stutter in front of people—maybe because of my constant speech exercises. I became comfortable in classes and I met two new friends. And I was satisfied with that. Changes happen in life and I’m happy with my changes. And what triggered those changes was your warm and kind gaze. It’s not like I care about looks. It’s not like I care about what others think. It’s not like I’m bothered about how I look in other people. They don’t get to me.
Then came you.
They say it was puberty. They say it was a drastic change. They simply cannot believe that I am no longer who I was before. And I simply do not pay attention to their comments. What matters to me are your words. Now, I long for your words and attention which started since the moment you walked towards me and greeted, “Hi.” Who would’ve have thought that the new friends that I met will include you? The one who kept stealing glances from me, the one who kept flushing his cheeks red whenever he sees me, and the one who’s friends keep teasing him whenever I’m around has mustered up the courage to take another step closer to my heart. My heart has never beat like this before. My face never felt so hot like this in my entire existence. I have never felt anything like this.
Then came you.
Tiring day! I hope everyone who's feeling tired will get a good rest for today.
Too Late
I regret it. I regret my decisions. I regret everything I told you last time we had a date. I regret not taking it back when you were holding back your tears by our front gate. I regret not telling you to come back when you visited me in the hospital. I regret letting our chat end there. I regret overthinking thing too much. I regret not trying. I regret not asking you to stay. I regret holding my voice back. I regret not telling you I like you.
And I’m sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused. I’m sorry for being foolish. I’m sorry if I ever come back to your life and ended up bothering you. I’m sorry for being such a coward. I just want you to know that I like you.
It may be too late to say this. It may be just because of regret. It may be because I just failed to realize. It may be because of all other things that I could not think of.
But I like you.
I like you even though it’s too late.
Words That Remained Unsaid
I am not someone that watches you from afar. I am not someone who gazes from a distance. I am not someone who cannot get near you. I am not someone you do not talk to. I am not someone distant to you. I am not someone that you consider a nobody. I am not someone who is not part of your life.
Yet, I am no one.
Your eyes that met mine sparked a different meaning that only I concluded. You smiled from my jokes. You laughed because of my silliness. Your simple touches from my skin brought chills throughout my body. These butterflies on my stomach kept fluttering until my face flushed. Your kind words continued to make me fall in love with you even more.
Yet, I am the only one.
Your eyes passed through mine and they sparked even brighter than before. Your smile from my jokes is completely different from the smile you gave from her simple talk. Your laugh is louder but gentler when you tease her with her clumsiness. Your touches on the palm of her hands with your head leaning on her shoulder brought a different chill on my spine. These butterflies on my stomach kept fluttering until my face flushed and tears ran down my cheeks. Your kind words for her has shattered my heart a million times over.
Yet, I still want to tell you how I feel but these words just remained unsaid.
Have a nice day everyone! It's a gloomy afternoon here. Have a sip of your hot chocolate to keep yourselves warm. Stay safe!
Voice
Let it out
Scream some more
Hear it every minute
Wild tremor, loud clamor
Who is it the shuts?
Oppressors who remain unjust
Why do a blatant act?
Throne to power must remain intact
“Educate yourself,” they say
Only right to do so
But when you speak someday
Do they pay attention? No.
But speak, my friend!
Do not be afraid
Let them see the end
With your words coming to aid
No matter if a whisper
Someone’s bound to hear
For better life to prosper
Put your words and voices in the gear
The back of my neck hurts. I don't know if it's because of my position when I was sleeping or something else. Anyways, it just gets in the way of my writing because I want to lay down in my bed so badly and getting into a position to right and rest is troublesome. :<<
What is wrong with being late?
If we’re talking about meetings, classes and events, well, of course, being late is a crime. However, what I want to share right now is about being late in other aspects.
Nowadays, I just feel like a lot of youth are taking their paces way too quickly. They want to mature, grow, learn, graduate, get a job, be an expert or become successful in the quickest way possible. Due to this, a lot of people are suffering from stress that they can’t keep up, they can’t contain information, can’t improve overnight or what some consider worst—they get delayed.
That’s why I hope that all of us can understand that every single one of us have our own paces in life. We get more troubled and bothered because we keep comparing ourselves to the improvements that others show. We stress ourselves for the simple fact that we can’t reach what they can; we can’t learn fast like they can; we can’t do what they can; or we can’t move forward like they can.
And let us stop this mentality. We are all different. We are all capable. Take some time to know and understand yourself more, to let it sink into you what you really want, to let it flow throughout your body what you really desire.
Being late doesn’t always make a difference. I think it’s fine if you are late sometimes, as long as you get there in your pace and time. As long as you enjoy what you are doing in the process instead of stressing yourself out, I think it’s fine.
It’s not about who gets to reach their goal fast, it’s about how you get there.
Suffering is Fine.
If you think that you can live in this world without suffering then wake up, my friend. That is truly impossible and idealistic. As much as we want to stop all the pain and suffering that we experience, we cannot fully remove it from our lives. There will always and always be pain in this world. And how is that fine?
It is fine because that’s what makes us human. To be human is to know and accept that after every storm, there comes a rainbow; after every fall, we can rise back up; in every failure, there will come an opportunity; and after every end, there is always a new beginning. We cannot truly live if we do not suffer even once in our lives because we fail to ask ourselves, “Why did this happen?” or “What will I do about it?”.
The existence of sufferings allows us to push ourselves to our limits because we want to attain true happiness and avoid more pain. It allows us to view a different perspective where we can live in satisfaction. It allows us to be flexible in any situation we are in; to adapt to the changes; and to act upon it depending on the options provided.
Suffering is something that I also want to avoid at all cost. It’s exhausting to always feel pain and be sad all by myself. But sometimes, it depends on how you look and handle it.
Suffering is fine (though not completely).
Staring, Unmoving
Look at you, standing still
Stiff and frozen, so crystal clear
Thousands od feet apart, yet I see fear
Oh, come close, oh, come near
If only I could hug you
If only I could make you feel safe
If only I could be with you
If only there’s no such thing as fate
Will I be able to run to you?
Like there’s only me and you
Will I be able to run to you?
Pretend that none of this is true
In this cruel world of ours
Where you flow in your own time
Even if I wait for hours and hours
You’ll still never ever be mine
Selfishness is necessary.
The word “selfishness” has a negative meaning attached in our minds but in this article, I just want to share a different perspective regarding this word. Why did I say that selfishness is necessary? In this world full of selfish people, it is hard to trust that you need selfishness in your life. In fact, it would be better if selfishness is eradicated for good, right?
However, there are also people who take advantage of the selflessness of an individual. There are some who trample on selfless people simply because they can. And these selfless people continue being their selfless selves put other people first before them. What’s my point?
My point is there will come a time wherein we have to be selfish. If the situation will not allow you to improve yourself, then be selfish enough to put yourself first. Your well-being is important, too. Do not put yourself in an unfair situation wherein you carry others up but you constantly pull yourself down. Get yourself out of that situation. Find a way where both of parties lead towards gratification.
For me, there is nothing wrong in being selfish. There is nothing wrong in being a little selfish to take good care of your mental, emotional and physical health.
There is nothing wrong if you put yourself first, sometimes.
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