Change

People everyday just demand for massive improvement of the country in just a short amount of time. I mean, really? We want massive change in a macroscopic level but if you look at the microscopic level of our country, do you think our laws are being followed?

Simple everyday laws are being broken and it's a habit of the Filipino people. Trash decorated our streets. Rats have blended in with the everyday crowd. Citizens are now called Jaywalkers.

Filipino people have been brainwashed by reverse psychology. People disobey rules right in front of the signs. No means yes, and yes means yes. No jaywalking, when translated in Tagalog is "DITO PO ANG TAWIRAN". And even DOON PO ANG TAWIRAN means "DITO PO ANG TAWIRAN." The threats accompanied by the signs are just jokes to Filipino people. Really. Really. 

I wouldn't be be shocked by the heavy floods of broken laws every single damn day. Literal floods have been recurring, and obviously, it's the damn government's fault. Really? 

That picture says it all. We live in a tropical country where typhoons are considered tourist regulars, and when it rains, it washes all those damn dirty solid wastes to our poorly constructed and poorly planned canals that overflow even with a single drop of water. Our streets become toxic rivers during the rain and it's obviously the damn government's fault. We, Filipinos, really make a habit of blaming someone else for our mistakes. Yes, and the default blame is our government. Yes they have a role in the poor urban planning and the poor planning of our drainage system. They also have a role in poorly constructed laws and having slacking slackers we call officials (police or whatever). But mainly, it's the people's fault.

We can't improve as a nation if we can't even improve on ourselves. The laws are broken everyday and no one even fucking cares. IF YOU WANT CHANGE, START WITH YOURSELF.

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My Last Bed

Everything that i did, all i got was blame
Everything that happened became all my fault, everything
They blamed it ALL to me, nobody but me
I started feeling that i was really worth nothing

They hit me, every little fragile part of my body
They hit me in the head then hit my knees so hard
I fell down and crawled for a chance to ESCAPE
But no, they held me in my arms and started pushing me forward

I stumbled upon the table as the table knife fell
I turned around and saw the bloody look of my father's face
There was nothing I could do I was weak and hurt
I just grabbed my daddy's legs and gave him a big embrace

I cried "Daddy I'm sorry but I don't deserve this"
I saw his hands angrily gripped his equipped broom
He pushed me again and waved the broom at me
I ducked, grabbing the knife and ran across the room

I pointed the knife at my father
"Daddy, you don't need to do this,.!"
He came charging into me and our body collided
Blood splattered out from his stomach to his knees

He fell down and lied cold on the floor
I killed my own father, accidentally
I couldn't accept what happened
That my father's murderer was ME

I ran to my mothers room to tell her what happened
I saw her there staring at the lamp light
She turned around grabbed my collar and shoved me to the shelf
The shelf fell down shutting the door tight

"Mom don't please I'm so sorry"
I cried it out loud
She got me up and shoved me to the cabinet
The lamp light fell down and the flames began to crowd

The flames caught my mom's blouse
She fell and screamed out her pain
I couldn't do anything but to stare
My fear held me back and trapped me in a chain

My mom cried as she was toasted alive
I couldn't do anything but to cry
My life was ruined, and also is theirs
I couldn't help myself but to ask WHY?

the flickering flames started approaching me
i'm stuck in the corner i didn't know what to do
I was trapped nothing left to do except to scream
"Mama! Mama! I'm so sorry but now i really need you"

I grabbed her hand and lied down beside her
I stroke her cheek and said
"I love you mom, and I'm so sorry"
And that spot became my very last bed

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Do Something

Have you ever wondered if your life is all written in the book, and God is just reading it and making things He wrote there happen? Is it really all that planned? That a single choice would definitely lead to another incident that will lead to your destiny? If so, then what is FREE WILL for? God has given us free will to do whatever we wanted, but has He really? Will our actions and the instances around us really lead us to do something specified in God's book?

I know God has His own ways in getting into our lives; He has His way of getting things His way. Every single person or anything can be His instrument to lead us or help us. But is it all planned? That no matter what else you do there will always be a single outcome? Will we end up with someone destined for us? Did God really trick us to think we have free will? Or did He give us free will for us to make our own choices and make our own destiny?

Or is life just a pool of choices that leads to multiple outcomes? Is life full of chances, full of possibilities that a single choice can lead to multiple possible outcomes and we decide which one it'll be?

Destiny or not, I believe that we should be acting. We should be doing our best to do something to make what we want happen. Failing is better than giving up. Doing something is better than saying "oh well it's life." Do something if you know you can do something about it.

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Halata Ka Ba?

Mga bading ngayon, lalo na ang mga nasa closet, mga namumuhay na sa closet, or ang mga paminta, naghahanap na ng kapwa furniture (closet), kapwa condiment (pepper), or basta HINDI HALATA. Pero pag tinanong ka, HALATA KA BA? Masasagot mo ba nang tama? Oo o hindi lang ang sagot. Kung paminta ka siguro sagot mo ay HINDI. Tama ka ba? Sure ka ba?

Marami na sa atin ay exposed na sa iba't ibang uri ng bading. Kaya marami na sa atin ang may GAYDAR. Sabihin na nating super macho ka, super astig mong kumilos. Ang sagot mo sa tanong na "Halata ka ba?" ay hindi. Tama ka ba? Let's say nakita ka ng isang taong malakas ang gaydar, siyempre ALAM NA NIYA AGAD. Therefore para sa kanya, HALATA KA DUDE! Let's say nakita ka ng taong tatanga-tanga or let's just say pa-virgin, at kahit anong makeup mo, or kahit anong kembot mo o rumampa ka pa sa harap niya, HINDI NIYA PARIN ALAM. Therefore para sa kanya, HINDI KA HALATA!

Conclusion, depende sa tao yan kung mahahalata ka o hindi. Kaya hindi mo alam for sure kung halata ka ba o hindi. Depende sa tao yan. 

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Could Have Been Better

Have you ever asked your friends about something you made and you were expecting for a reply like "it was amazing" or "it was great", or just even "it was good", but then all you got was "it could have been better"? Well that, for a fact is true. Also, everything in this world could have been better. Our parents could have been better parents, our teachers could have been better teachers, our desks could have been better desks, and even the floor could have been a better floor. But sometimes for us, something can be amazing, but then it could still have been better. What's the difference? The difference is that we are content with that something that's why we think it is perfect, but actually it could have been better. Everything in this world could have been better but it depends if you are already content with it. 

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