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Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Letting Go By: Stubborn
Letting go. The hardest part in love when one has to say goodbye to the person he truly cares about and saying goodbye to the person he truly loves. The painful part in love is that one has to accept that they are not both destined to be with each other. But letting go also means that it's time to move on, moving on with your life without that person being in it. Literally, letting go is one of those parts in the chapters of life that you fall, stumble, and then you get up.
We all know that letting go means pain, but it also means happiness ahead, and if this will come true,it would be eternal. There are many ways of letting go, but there is only one reason why. The reason i s that we have to accept that the persons we are longing for are no longer giving us chances to be part of their lives again, and we are left with no other choice, but to let go of that person. It may take long before you could fully recover from the pain and agony, but if you've done it, you'll proudly say, "I've made it through." And it make you a better person.
Let me share to you a story of a boy who lost the only person he thought he never loved, but made his life meaningful but was too late to realize, and was afraid to admit that he had indeed a feeling for the girl.
It was a common scene that a rich girl would fall for a poor guy, or vice versa. But in this story it is different.
Ryan, who is the son of a very well-known family in Manila studies at a well known all boys institution. He is a self-centered, arrogant, and spoiled man. He is the unico hijo of Mr. and Mrs. Romualdez. He gets what he wants. He was a dream of every young girl in a sister school, and had a lots of girlfriends. He made every girl he had cry for him, and he was flattered. He was too flashy. When it comes to things, he would have the latest gadgets, and cars. Like a snap, he would have what he wish for. Many envied Ryan, even his friends Known as a playboy, he and his friends would play with girls. But one play made the difference and changed the scene.
It was a prom night and he and his freind were eyeing for a possible prospect for the bet. It took them long before they saw one. Tons of beautiful ladies passed by them. One of them was the head of the cheering squad. Her name was Andrea. But she wasn't the girl they wanted. She was too easy. They wanted to have type of girl that would not easy like her knowing she dates every guy that would hail her, a type of chick that would be boring, a geeky type, for short, a girl that would belong to a so-called, the nerd aisle.
At last, they saw Carina. A laid-back chick, a typical girl next door, was hard to get. She was neither that famous in campus nor anywhere else. She's just a normal teenager. She didn't have a date so it was easy for them to place a bet on her. She was seated alone on a table along with her friends flirting with their dates, while she just sat there and shut her mouth, her eyes wandering around the place. She was pretty in a way, but she didn't know how to fix herself well. And then Ryan made his move. He ask Carina for a dance, and he made her say yes. They both danced. Little did she know the game was starting for Ryan and his freinds.
In Carina's thought, she was the luckiest girl at the proom. For even Andrea envied her. Of course, who wouldn't? she was dancing with the Ryan Romualdez. Little did she know, she was being played off, and had a bet on her head. She wasn't lucky as Ryan thought.
After the night was over, Ryan asked Carina if she could drop her off her house. Too surprised, she didn't think of another seconds but immediately said yes. During the ride, everything was silent. Not a single word was released from the vocal cords. Then Ryan played a song... "214". Carina just sarted the conversation by saying "I love that song. It's different". Ryan just give a smile and made eye contact. He was hesitant as first to ask about her life. But being "makapal" that he was, he started asking questions without asking if he could. "So how is your love life, if you have one?" and grinned. "Hu? Love life? Im not into that stuff yet. I mean I didn't even have a boyfriend. Why'd you ask?" she replied. But Ryan on the other hand hyterically laughed. "Hahahaha!!! You're such a loser! Do you know that?! Sheez...". He thought Carina took it as a joke, But she didn't. She just keep silent all throughout the ride that made him realize that she took it hard, so hard that she wasn't able to control her tears, which fled down her cheeks. Ryan being the jerk as he was never paid attention to what she felt. Carina was just silent until she was droped by their place. He opened his car door and asked for a kiss, but all he got was a deep aching slap on his face. Ouch. He was shocked from what he has received for the first time in his entire life. Carina just left these words, "You may think that you may have all the girls in my school,"
We all know that letting go means pain, but it also means happiness ahead, and if this will come true,it would be eternal. There are many ways of letting go, but there is only one reason why. The reason i s that we have to accept that the persons we are longing for are no longer giving us chances to be part of their lives again, and we are left with no other choice, but to let go of that person. It may take long before you could fully recover from the pain and agony, but if you've done it, you'll proudly say, "I've made it through." And it make you a better person.
Let me share to you a story of a boy who lost the only person he thought he never loved, but made his life meaningful but was too late to realize, and was afraid to admit that he had indeed a feeling for the girl.
It was a common scene that a rich girl would fall for a poor guy, or vice versa. But in this story it is different.
Ryan, who is the son of a very well-known family in Manila studies at a well known all boys institution. He is a self-centered, arrogant, and spoiled man. He is the unico hijo of Mr. and Mrs. Romualdez. He gets what he wants. He was a dream of every young girl in a sister school, and had a lots of girlfriends. He made every girl he had cry for him, and he was flattered. He was too flashy. When it comes to things, he would have the latest gadgets, and cars. Like a snap, he would have what he wish for. Many envied Ryan, even his friends Known as a playboy, he and his friends would play with girls. But one play made the difference and changed the scene.
It was a prom night and he and his freind were eyeing for a possible prospect for the bet. It took them long before they saw one. Tons of beautiful ladies passed by them. One of them was the head of the cheering squad. Her name was Andrea. But she wasn't the girl they wanted. She was too easy. They wanted to have type of girl that would not easy like her knowing she dates every guy that would hail her, a type of chick that would be boring, a geeky type, for short, a girl that would belong to a so-called, the nerd aisle.
At last, they saw Carina. A laid-back chick, a typical girl next door, was hard to get. She was neither that famous in campus nor anywhere else. She's just a normal teenager. She didn't have a date so it was easy for them to place a bet on her. She was seated alone on a table along with her friends flirting with their dates, while she just sat there and shut her mouth, her eyes wandering around the place. She was pretty in a way, but she didn't know how to fix herself well. And then Ryan made his move. He ask Carina for a dance, and he made her say yes. They both danced. Little did she know the game was starting for Ryan and his freinds.
In Carina's thought, she was the luckiest girl at the proom. For even Andrea envied her. Of course, who wouldn't? she was dancing with the Ryan Romualdez. Little did she know, she was being played off, and had a bet on her head. She wasn't lucky as Ryan thought.
After the night was over, Ryan asked Carina if she could drop her off her house. Too surprised, she didn't think of another seconds but immediately said yes. During the ride, everything was silent. Not a single word was released from the vocal cords. Then Ryan played a song... "214". Carina just sarted the conversation by saying "I love that song. It's different". Ryan just give a smile and made eye contact. He was hesitant as first to ask about her life. But being "makapal" that he was, he started asking questions without asking if he could. "So how is your love life, if you have one?" and grinned. "Hu? Love life? Im not into that stuff yet. I mean I didn't even have a boyfriend. Why'd you ask?" she replied. But Ryan on the other hand hyterically laughed. "Hahahaha!!! You're such a loser! Do you know that?! Sheez...". He thought Carina took it as a joke, But she didn't. She just keep silent all throughout the ride that made him realize that she took it hard, so hard that she wasn't able to control her tears, which fled down her cheeks. Ryan being the jerk as he was never paid attention to what she felt. Carina was just silent until she was droped by their place. He opened his car door and asked for a kiss, but all he got was a deep aching slap on his face. Ouch. He was shocked from what he has received for the first time in his entire life. Carina just left these words, "You may think that you may have all the girls in my school,"
When Strong Wind Blows By:Pieces of Me
I struggled to fight back the chilling cold wind that was tring to penetrate my body. The strong wind hit our roof and awekened me from sleep. Hardly have I opened my eye and discover the untidiness of the room. My books were scattered above the study table. Pieces of paper were all over. Clothes were everywhere. I tried to ignore the mess and go back to sleep, but I can't. I couldn't help but wake up and clean the whole room,returning and arranging everything in its proper place.
Ever since, my life is filled with scattered pieces. I always tried to pick up the broken pieces before me, but they are always there. Everytime the strong wind blows, I fall. I am very frustrated, that I always look back to the times and opportunities I have taken for granted and wasted my life. Sometimes I find my self walking without really knowing where to go. Or maybe I was convencing myself not to know where Im heading.
My dreams were just shadows before me that cannot be reached. I struggle to get up and try to wake up from my deep sleep, still I can't. At the moment I'm about to surrender everything. Someone told me that I can piece togethere the broken fragments. As my tears rolled down, I was determined to seek my guide. It was only then that the feeling of emptiness and despair I had....... was changed to hope.
Ever since, my life is filled with scattered pieces. I always tried to pick up the broken pieces before me, but they are always there. Everytime the strong wind blows, I fall. I am very frustrated, that I always look back to the times and opportunities I have taken for granted and wasted my life. Sometimes I find my self walking without really knowing where to go. Or maybe I was convencing myself not to know where Im heading.
My dreams were just shadows before me that cannot be reached. I struggle to get up and try to wake up from my deep sleep, still I can't. At the moment I'm about to surrender everything. Someone told me that I can piece togethere the broken fragments. As my tears rolled down, I was determined to seek my guide. It was only then that the feeling of emptiness and despair I had....... was changed to hope.
SHORT STORIES
Confessions from a Broken-Hearted
This guy and i have been dating for quite a long time. I admit that i like him even before he asked me for a date. He was this guy for whom all girls would die for. And i can't blame myself for loking him. We started with a simple getting-to-know-each other date then, follewed by another date, then another. After those consecutive dates, I found many reasons to like him even more.
However, things didn't go my way. And this world's making everything hard for me. I realized that if I am going to continue my affair with him, I would losr the chance of being an exchange student in Singapore . My best friend advise me to de what I wanted ever since. The start of my dreams. I know this is going to be happen. So on the day he proposed to me, I turned him down. My heart melted when I saw tears flowing. I know that he understands that I love my studies and I cannot let go of my dreams.
When I was in Singapore, I thought everything is going to change and it will be the start of my dreams coming true. But things are not what I'm expecting to happen. During my first week, my mind was filled with his memory. I thought things would change as the time passes by, but after there weeks. I was still thingking of him. After a month, I decided to go back to the Philippines and continue the things that were left unsolved. I am now ready to be a part of him. But, this world's just made a big fool of me. This world's just screw me up. I saw him, finally in another woman's arms. I think he's happy with my best friend. And I remain a loser.
And what happened to me? Ask God. He knows where I am.
This guy and i have been dating for quite a long time. I admit that i like him even before he asked me for a date. He was this guy for whom all girls would die for. And i can't blame myself for loking him. We started with a simple getting-to-know-each other date then, follewed by another date, then another. After those consecutive dates, I found many reasons to like him even more.
However, things didn't go my way. And this world's making everything hard for me. I realized that if I am going to continue my affair with him, I would losr the chance of being an exchange student in Singapore . My best friend advise me to de what I wanted ever since. The start of my dreams. I know this is going to be happen. So on the day he proposed to me, I turned him down. My heart melted when I saw tears flowing. I know that he understands that I love my studies and I cannot let go of my dreams.
When I was in Singapore, I thought everything is going to change and it will be the start of my dreams coming true. But things are not what I'm expecting to happen. During my first week, my mind was filled with his memory. I thought things would change as the time passes by, but after there weeks. I was still thingking of him. After a month, I decided to go back to the Philippines and continue the things that were left unsolved. I am now ready to be a part of him. But, this world's just made a big fool of me. This world's just screw me up. I saw him, finally in another woman's arms. I think he's happy with my best friend. And I remain a loser.
And what happened to me? Ask God. He knows where I am.
PROLOGUE
The heart of a child is an incredible and perfect room for overwhilming emotions. It is complicated yet easily sorted. It is undecipherable yet effortlessly resonated....
Youthfully, we express our feelings like a child. We laugh and cry, be angry and stay calm, soar or stumble, stand firm or crumple down. Nevertheless, being young at heart, we are never ashamed in conveying and expressing what we fell. It is our right to shout to the world and tell how exactly we are feeling.
Unlike the mature mind that is capable of deceit, the heart of a child is pure and unmistakably sincere. He can never mask his sentiments because his eyes tell all. He never fails to spill out engulfing passion. Every word, every message has struggled its way out of his heart.
Why don't we be like a child? Being free to utter our emotions and shameless in accepting our imperfections in commiting mistakes. However, those impediment are no match for our child-like hearts which are full of determination. Inevitable as it may seem, these hurdles are meant to empower our youthful minds and molds us into something.... BETTER.
Let us all be like a child, full of determination in hoping for our betterment as humans, but not being childish in handling petty problems or in giving up on this unending struggle in our lives....Let us just enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime oppurtunity of living life....A LIFE THAT IS FULL OF ADVENTURE.
Come on, be with us as we pour out ourselves in writing our souls. Be a part of this journey. BE WITH US AS WE DISCOVER WHAT LIES INSIDE THE HEART OF A CHILD......
-Dylene
Youthfully, we express our feelings like a child. We laugh and cry, be angry and stay calm, soar or stumble, stand firm or crumple down. Nevertheless, being young at heart, we are never ashamed in conveying and expressing what we fell. It is our right to shout to the world and tell how exactly we are feeling.
Unlike the mature mind that is capable of deceit, the heart of a child is pure and unmistakably sincere. He can never mask his sentiments because his eyes tell all. He never fails to spill out engulfing passion. Every word, every message has struggled its way out of his heart.
Why don't we be like a child? Being free to utter our emotions and shameless in accepting our imperfections in commiting mistakes. However, those impediment are no match for our child-like hearts which are full of determination. Inevitable as it may seem, these hurdles are meant to empower our youthful minds and molds us into something.... BETTER.
Let us all be like a child, full of determination in hoping for our betterment as humans, but not being childish in handling petty problems or in giving up on this unending struggle in our lives....Let us just enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime oppurtunity of living life....A LIFE THAT IS FULL OF ADVENTURE.
Come on, be with us as we pour out ourselves in writing our souls. Be a part of this journey. BE WITH US AS WE DISCOVER WHAT LIES INSIDE THE HEART OF A CHILD......
-Dylene
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