The 3rd Curtain Closes.
On the 18th of January, another slice of life had gone through our systems. That day, most of my classmates took their PT. But the case was different on our side. We went through the process of answering the difficult test items on ICT IV, on the 24th, thus I considered that day as the end point of the 3rd chapter of this subject.
Well a few days wasn't that much of a help for me to prepare myself. Although I haven't seen my paper yet, I know that I got a low score, if not a very low one. I hate the fact that I can't blame anyone but myself. I didn't have that much time to review. Oh wait, I didn't have notes from the first place. And just to make it worse, I barely scored a week or two of attendance on ICT IV. Most of the times, I was out and being reviewed by madame A. My greatest gratitudes to our teacher, ma'am Vera Cruz for understanding my abusive absence from her class.
Haven't you noticed something off the hook yet? I haven't mentioned anything about our topics and activities yet. I don't remember the details but what I can scuffle from my mind is the topic which has something to do about hyperlink tags. Our exers (?) was all about putting that "a href" thing. Even our project was concerned about making a file with links.
There's nothing else I can say. I'll just try to do a better job this 4th Grading Period. Go go go guys! We can do this!
New Year, Still Me.
Fireworks burst into the open sky. While the horns makes sure the noise won't run dry. The coming of the new year brings excitement to people, just as how candies make the children go tingle. Customs of various origins come and meet here in the land, peaceful and neat.
Oh yes! Oh yes! 2011 is finally on its way. My vibes were feeling better as January the 1st drew closer each day. My feet wasn't up ready for some fire cracking. Nor was my blood pumping all so fast for hunger. What I was really getting excited about that time was the fact that I'll get to see my friends at school again. I was tad too lonely. Well I always was, every time I'm was at our place. I don't know, but all I had was my strong desire to leave our house. I've got no one beside me, just my imaginary friends and my shadow trailing my path, laughing at my insanity. There were no ears ready to listen to my childish stories; no minds to understand my selfish thoughts; and no heart to see through my fake smiles.
The day came and I was right when I said "I'll be on my happiest on that day". By the way, I'm talking about the 3rd day of 2011, not on the 1st. As expected, people were talking about how they spent their Christmas break and about their NY's resolution. The latter twitched my mind. I was never into that thing. And never did I see someone take it seriously. Well maybe this is the reason why I didn't really like that 3-word phrase. I was complete just as how I was the last year. And I kept it up.
24's Gift
When the cool breeze comes knocking on your door and carols come singing to your heart, you'll guess just what is next. It's the season of giving and sharing. It's the time to forgive and forget, to thank and remember and to celebrate the birth of our Lord.
And yes! Finally it's Christmas! Well I'm not really certain if I am to join those who jump about for this great news. I know that we are to be happy, but I just can't bring myself to feel that kind of joy. People use Christmas as their scapegoat to eat and drink well, and their alibi to shop their pockets off. I also feel so heavy inside whenever I see them with that stout old man in a white-collared red jumpsuit. They completely forgot just for who the celebration is.
As for our house, I have no idea why, but we're not that intact. We may share the same house during the vacation but they don't approach with me that much and so do I. This happens every now and then. I'm not trying to miss the fun. I think it's because we spend most of our days being far apart and not establishing good communication at all so when we finally get to talk, the only time we can talk, awkwardness comes first. Fortunately, I made my move this year. The effect was feeble, but at least, it helps. One step at a time right? It was a simple celebration. We just had some noodles and grills and viola! There you have it and afterwards, we had an anime marathon, as you most expect from me. We didn't even bother to attend a single mass, not even the Misa de Gallo.
But wait, there's more. Actually, what I'm about to type here is what made my Christmas worth remembering. It's about the SMS that my friends sent me. They may be simple but they meant a lot to me. They made me very happy, for they let me know that I'm not alone. I'm not the only one who feels lonely. They may be far away that night but I felt that they were close to me, close to my heart.
One's happiness cannot be determined by riches, galore or visible things. It may be unsophisticated but unique. Or it may be just that someone behind you, always there ready to catch you, ready to push you when everything is broken and waiting for you to notice. I have just proven it, that gifts don't always come in packages. And I feel so lucky that I have them.
