August 4, 2008
· Filed under observation, thoughts, weaknesses · Tagged country, thoughts
Today, I attended a flag ceremony. It was held in a parking lot. The lot was practically empty. Our class was the only one there, watching the flag get raised in its “full honor.” I was talking about the moldy ground that we were standing on. I don’t know if someone heard me but then again, I don’t really care. It was true. The thing is… I’ve always been hostile with flag ceremonies. It’s not my favorite time of day. I guess it used to be okay back in high school; when we were caved inside a gymnasium or our school’s quadrangle. The prayer was also okay. It was like asking God to save the country from the fall but the rest is just… agonizing. What I saw was our dieing country, fooling itself with the lyrics of the national anthem. The flag was tattered and as they raised it, it slowly tangled up unto the forsaken pole that was supposed to put it on the pedestal. And you should’ve seen the surroundings; outside the ground is the street which was obviously infested with flood a few days back and there were children, ugly, malnourished faces of poverty who played behind the fence like prisoners. As I watched the flag being raised, I bit my tongue, trying to sing along the words instead of uttering words of impertinence towards the melodious lies. God, it was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I don’t know whether to laugh or mourn at the irony that filled the atmosphere. What made it more annoying is knowing that no matter how hard I work my ass off, it wouldn’t make much difference simply because there are more crappy people than people who give a crap. Now, tell me, where is the meaning of that song? Where is the honor in that ceremony?
Maybe… someday… it’ll regain its value. But when would that be?
April 28, 2008
· Filed under observation, thoughts · Tagged hurt, love, pain, unrequited
One of the many things that truly suck is what people call unrequited love. It can be such a bitch. And it can hurt one real bad. It happens to everyone. Men, women, boys, girls. Everyone. And it inflicts us all so much pain. Some people are lucky enough not to feel it. You know, it doesn’t always have to be the romantic type of unreturned love. It can be platonic, motherly love or anything. It doesn’t really matter. All that matters is the fact that the love you give is not returned. It does hurt. You’re not asking them for something in return, but you are hoping that they will love you back… even just a little. Then you realize that you are slowly turning into a loser… a loser who stands alone outside in the pouring rain… waiting for that day… the day they give you as much as a passing glance. And little by little, you die inside… because oftentimes… they don’t.
February 14, 2008
· Filed under observation · Tagged buildings, far, house
I was looking out of the car window on a ride to a certain place. I saw a lot of places that are worth taking pictures of. They all seem so beautiful. At least, from afar, they are beautiful. When the vehicle got a little closer, they’re not so beautiful anymore. They’re dirty, old and They are not just not a lovely sight when we got closer. The setting sun gave a good effect on the rundown looking establishment but it’s just different when we got closer. It’s quite strange. It looked beautiful but when you really look at it, it’s not. But you know what the thing is? Even when the vehicle got closer, I can only see the far view. I don’t know what goes on inside that establishment. People live there. What do I know about the people inside that place? I know nothing. But even if I get closer and observe their lives, will I be able to see the closer picture or will I still be far? If I live the life they live will I get the clearer picture? That’s the thing. That’s what I wish to know. I wish to know more about it although I wouldn’t be able to right now. Someday, perhaps, I would be able to see the clearer picture but for now, I just have to assume that there is something more to that hideous looking establishment that will be mistaken for a rundown building if you don’t look closer.
December 26, 2007
· Filed under observation · Tagged memories, mind, object
A certain object reminds us of what we love or what we hate. It reminds us of who we used to be and what we are trying to become… maybe even what we have become. It never fails to make us cry or laugh. When we see that certain object, the memories come flooding back to us; like blood rushing to our heads. It’s not just seeing it. Hearing it, smelling it and touching it gives us the same feelings. Lovely how the mind works, don’t you think?
December 14, 2007
· Filed under observation · Tagged carelessness
Carelessness. This is the word that we carelessly neglect. We forget and we continue to do things in a careless manner that gets us into a sticky situation. Carelessness is something that we carelessly underestimate. We know that it is not a good thing to be careless but we disregard this fact and still continue being careless. Carelessness leads to trouble, problems and injuries. I learned that from personal experience when I ended up wearing a cast. These are all results of carelessness and none of those results can do us any good. Sometimes, carelessness can lead us to our graves. Sometimes, carelessness can cause us to dig other people’s graves. So carelessness must be avoided. I can cause serious harm to the human race.
