Freedom

Sign # 7
                

  People always thought that they are not free. Especially students who feel like they've been dictated in their whole life, it's as if their life is a plan that has already been laid out for them. To live, to eat, to die. Those things are expected because we are mortals and mortals have a limited time in earth.

Being free depends on how a person see the world. Do you question the world? Do you want to know what is free and what is not? Even earth is like a cage only few make it out of space.
             

                   Freedom is a word so vast it's difficult to sum it out but for me freedom is feeling and living your life to fullest without regrets and remorse of what's already been done. I always thought things that seem unnecessary to others but very vital for me. Adults sometimes mistake teen age freedom as a rebellion as what Albert Camus said "The only way to deal with an un-free world is to become absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion."

Being free is the most comfortable feeling that you can get. Others said that they will be free when they already finish school. But not really being free start in childhood till your old. It's a whole lifetime gift given to us. 

Freedom is existing together with this world. No one will oppose you as you will not oppose others. Let yourself think and do what you want not what others deem you to be. But not to the extent that they wont be able to catch up with you.

That's what FREEDOM means to me.

A vast word that can't be utter with a simple synonym.

[ Be Free ]

Narration

Sign #6

My favorite spot...

My Favorite spot is my Couch inside my humble home. It's red with big golden like cobwebs crowding it with rose blossoms. It's smooth and very comfy to sit on, it has a very soft pillows at ends. My couch is Long and fitted to me like a glove. I sometimes sleep on it especially when I have assignments, projects, and my sketches which I do as a hobby.

It's located in our little living room facing the TV. I always watch movies in our living room while laying in my couch. I sometimes read books, eat snacks in my red comfy couch. It helps me to relax when I got home tired from the reality outside. So I can basically say that I love my couch and my Living room..

My Reaction To "SUHI"

Sign # 5

"At first when I entered the mini-theater I got goose bumps. The atmosphere inside is like of that from another world."

The play tells a story about a kingdom which is about to be attacked and was cornered but gains victory because of a man named Udin. He join forces with the queen of Adin which is a lady named Mayi who's husband is killed and was a widowed woman, and they ended up victorious. He then married Mayi and become the King of Adin. Now the real story is about to start.

After four years the kingdom Adin was again on the verge of being attacked by the enemy kingdom whose ruler is Sampulna. Sampulna accuses the Queen Mayi of being the murderer of the late King Layos. Queen Mayi, of course denies it and instead accuses Udoy for treason, for once he was a confidante of Sampulna.
There is only one way to stop Sampulna's impending rout of Adin: and that is the son of king Layos and Mayi to sit at the throne of Adin, but they believed it  died 29 years ago .The child's birth is breech. There is only one person who knows if it's still alive and that is the Komadrona who helps Mayi gave birth. 

The Komadrona claims that she knows nothing but was forced to utter words that the council don't comprehend. Udin at first have already suspect the words of the Komadrona and was afraid to know. The Saksi confirmed his suspicion on who is the son. Mayi who knows that the truth is about to be leaked committed suicide. While the council found out that Mayi had an affair with Sampulna and was blessed with a child, and that is Udin.

The last part of the play portrays the soon confrontation of Udin and Sampulna, his father.

This play really gives off an aura of being indulge to the play. The actors and actresses is so focused and because of that they produces an act that is worth our money, very worth it.

It's a little bit like Oediphus Rex but a little different with twist and all. I myself found that the play is very entertaining. I got excited, curious, scared or a little spooked off by the Black Dancers as I called them, and the best off all I enjoyed it..

My Mother's Roses

Sign #4

As a child I vaguely remember my mother's face.She passed away when i was 3 years old. It was an 'accident' as what the authorities calls it, but my grand mom knows it well that it wasn't JUST an accident. They said that she fall's from a storey building but the autopsy result is different, it shows that it wasn't just a suicide but a murder but they don't want to mess with the other country where my mom works so they decided that it would be better to be silent. I always remember my grand moms face every time when my mothers birth day would come for it looks so forlorn that I would sometime weeps alone for my grand mom's suffering. She always said to my moms picture that she was so young, too young to be gone and leaving her daughter alone with an irresponsible father.

My Grand Mom always tell's me bedtime stories about my mothers life and the mistakes that she made so I would learn and won't repeat the same thing. I always listen cause I'm very interested about my mother. What she is? How she act.? Did she love me?

I constantly ask my grand mom about those cause I can ambiguously remember my mothers smiling face when I'm dreaming. In my dreams she always has this smile that can make me feel calm and safe, safe from the problems of the reality.

My grand mom always took great care of my mothers pink roses that was planted in our little garden. She said that it was my mothers treasure and she took great affection to her roses. But an unfortunate tragedy happen, the storm 'Sendong' came and destroyed half of our properties together with our miniature garden. My grand mom was at loss when she found out that our roses all died except for one that is in the edge of being withered. We all did our best to revive the flower and it did with a little defect, it won't bloom anymore no matter how much we waited it only have leaves with no flowers.

It was on my 14th Birth Day, everyone is excited cause for our family our 14th birth day is like turning into a responsible and independent adult where you can do decisions on yourself. 

It was early in that morning, 4:00 pm when I wake up earlier than the rest. I slowly make my way to the kitchen in mind of drinking a coffee to get rid of the chilliness of the morning. I take my coffee outside to witness the rising sun. I strolled in our mini garden and stop when I notice that the rose plant that only have leaves now have 2 buds of flower and one blooming fully. I was at awe to move and just stay still staring at the flower while the sun is slowly rising illuminating the morning dew's around me. 

And then it hit me the most intoxicating smell of roses. So strong that I dropped the coffee I've been holding. My grand mom always told me that when a deceased came they would sometime be notice by their smell and I'am 100% sure that time that it was my mom. It's like I can feel her strong yet soft hands touching my cheeks like she always do in my unclear childhood memories. I felt my tears welled up and fall in my face. 


It's like she's telling me that she would always be watching me in heaven. I felt relief and happiness as I know that she will never leave me alone, after all I'am her daughter....

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[For the most beautiful angel in heaven....My Mom!]

Stop and Say "Thank You."

Sign #3

"Thank You" Two short words but rarely heard.

We always say this to our self; "I'am well mannered." But really are you sure about that?

Do you stop and help when there is an old man being laden down by his baggage and trying to cross the street? DO you help him or are you embarrassed being seen with that old man? 

Yes, you are! In this time their are only few generous people who helps without minding the appearance, and the eyes of the society. Really can you call yourself a well mannered person if even the simplest "thank you" and "Can I help you?" is never heard from your mouth. 

Just having education and family backgrounds can never be called being a "well mannered person." 

Being "well mannered" start first by being courageous and being bold enough to not cower at the eyes of the critics. We have this so called "Society Pyramid" where the elites stand atop and the low born's cower in the ground.Those who stands at the top never know what "thank you" means for they never thank and never know the feelings of those in the ground that even the little helps our hand can held are very much appreciated.

Some bumps at you and never throw you a single glance and continue walking as if you never existed and you are the one who have to say "sorry" instead of the person who initiated it.

Those at the bottoms knows how much a little help means while those at the top never knows for they never experienced being thrown a glance of disgust of how they act and dressed. Those with no proper dressed are sometimes thrown outside a store just because they are dirty.

They thank us for we gave them little help and even a smile can be returned with grateful eyes. Those gestures that we thought as "Little" is actually thought as a "Big" thing for them, those who needed helps.

Never forget these words;

♥ Thank You
♥ Please
♥ Can I help You?
♥ and Your Welcome!

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[ Manners make us aware that everything we have derives from a source.]

{by: L. A. Wilson}

How Can I Become A Good Language Learner??

Sign #2

I can become a good language learner if I start by taking good actions, I should first start with making the negatives into positives, By thinking positive I will develop good habits. Thus I can think more clearly and accurately.

I should not rely on dictionaries and be a bold guesser. By guessing the words that I don't know I will have more confidence in my vocabulary. Thus making my ability on words much more vast and deep. I as good language learner shouldn't be afraid of making mistakes. If I wanted to learn I should be like a gambler, willing to take the risk and still be a challenger the next.

Most people are afraid on making mistakes, Thus I have to be brave enough to not chicken out when an opportunity to show your abilities come. Never think of negative things like 'Will they laugh at my works?' or 'Will I embarrassed myself?' If I get through those the less I will care the next. Embraced mistakes, they're one of a good language learners allies.

Be open minded and accept feed back. To be able to improve myself I should be more open minded. If I am on a country where their language is widely spoken I should stick to their language as well, even if I'm stuttering and making a wrong pronunciation. I can have more practice partners and be able to improved myself.

That's How I treated myself as a good language learner.

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 [ Voice out your Thought's and Listen as well!]

Mission in Life

P.B # 2

My Mission

Hi! everyone! I'm here to share my mission in life. Do you have a mission? Do you want to achieve something in your life?

As for me, yes! I have a mission that I took to heart too much. I wanted to achieve my goals, my dreams. But I also know that the road to that is not an easy one. If you want to achieve your dreams you have to tackle different obstacles in life, but what can you do that's life and that's what make it interesting.

The more problems you have the more you wanted to solve it. It's the same in life more problems would pop up the lest you expected them and the more worst the situation is. But people who never gave up will stand victorious at the end and there are only few that can't be crush by the heavy task. Only few make it and those few is the only one who knows what real life is.

Those who gave up easily don't have the right to judge and belittle those who wanted to do more and achieve more. They don't have the right to do so. You who gave up without fighting will never know the joy of standing victorious and the joy of relief that at the end you have fulfilled your life just the way you wanted to.

Just like me I wanted to do more and achieve more. My choice is mine cause people don't have I "can't do" and I "can do" only "I should" or "Should I not".

When I first learn how to draw I felt the rush and the tingle of it. And I got hook up. Though I can't draw beautifully and expertly. I still love it just because of the reason of how challenging it is. And I love to be challenge. I thought when can I reach the dead end of this passion. I always anticipate of how much time will it take for me before I get tired of drawing. But it didn't come. Drawing isn't as simple as it sounds. I'ts just like life. One stroke can lead into imperfection and mistake. 

People tend to think that drawing only involves making lines and sketching things. But it isn't, the more you belittle it the more fool you would think of yourself . I've grown to love it. And I wanted to become a person that can achieve my passion.

Ignore other's thoughts just focus on what you wanted to do and where your passion lay is the road that you will take. Don't follow other's because you're not them. You are you. And your mission is your's to complete. NOT THEM  BUT YOU!

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[ Get what you want and never stray from the path that you've chosen.]

"Our dreams are Our's."

The Eagle I Become.

Sign # 1

Since I was a child my grandma said I'm a carefree kid, totally clueless about the ruthless world. When I said ruthless I'm talking about people talking behind your back and people who tends to get easily jealous of petty things like your own accomplishments and that's not nice....for me.

When I become an elementary student I slowly become aware of how the people you call 'friends' gossips about you when your back is turn and how you have to be force to join them because you don't want to apart from the 'crowd'.

I let myself be chained in their what do you call this 'friendship' of some sort. I just wanted to fit in so I forced myself to submit to their unjust whims. Some even want to be my friend because I can be useful to them. Because of that my self esteem decreased and I felt self petty cause I can't even break my self free. I let myself be a center of ridicule for my elementary years. But that all changed when I reach High School.

In the middle of the first grading our teacher announce who is on the top ten for the first grade. And I got in, in top 4. I thought that my so called 'friends' would congratulate me. At this point of time I still haven't lost faith for them I thought maybe they would change but they didn't. I felt my fragile glass shattered when my friend just mock me of my accomplishment. Instead of being happy for me they became hostile and I was totally out of the group.

I thought to myself  "Hey! maybe now you can stand in your own two feet."  But the road to independence is hard. My first year end with lots of people misunderstanding me. And being me I didn't try to explain myself. When the second year started I thought that I will have new classmates but again it didn't happen . I got stuck with my hostile friends again. When the class voted me as their class president I'm not exactly enthusiastic about my position cause I can clearly tell that It wouldn't be easy. 

When their are activities that will be held they would always push me in and blame me for their wrongs. I didn't pay them attention at that. I thought "Why would I pay attention to people who never listens?" 

In the middle of my second year. I found a kindred spirit in a form of a petite clumsy girl. She became my pillar when I almost lost it. We became the best of friends and thanks to her I started to open myself and never to let other people walk all over me. We stay together cause as what we say opposite attracts. I've proven that when I met her my Best Friend. She is clumsy and easily distracted while I'm always alert and on stand...hahahha..

When I reach third year I also met my second friend. She is just like me when I have problems. She doesn't have confidence in her self and always put herself at the bottom. I became her Best Friend because she doesn't care that people may dislike her because of me. She just make us laugh all the time. We became the Best of Friends because of just one reason and that is "We have Trust to one Another."

My first friend named "Darlie" became my 'naturalist' and I always thank her for that. While I also become someones 'naturalist' to my other friend "Gesa".

Thanks to them I learned how to fly. I release my self from the self restraint I put myself into. I become free just like what I always wanted to be. Thanks to them.

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[Don't Close yourself and become a cage bird. Let yourself known and establish your presence to them. You will never forget what you are especially what you wanted to be.]

That's all!

hahhahaha!

I got myself a reminiscence...

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About Me.

P.B # 1

Hi! I'm Kristel V. Gomisong. I'm a freshmen in college. I grow up in Iligan City, Brgy. Santiago.
I'm currently addicted to reading adventure books and watching anime series. My grandma told me that it become my sickness but really it isn't it's just my past time to kill my boredom. I love music but sadly music doesn't love me but maybe Apollo like me cause I don't have a cracking voice. HAHAHA. I love collecting Anime CD's and Books! They are my treasure second to my family. I'm an only child of my deceased mother, My father on the other hand has forgotten about me we still doesn't have any contact right now, it's been 6 years. Well I don't really mind he is after all the one who made me. :)

The one who raised me is my beloved grandparents whom I treasure most. They are my savior. They are practically the one who raised me since I'm a baby. My real mom doesn't know how to care for a baby apparently but grandma told me that she did her best. I'm 3 years old when she past away so I don't really remember her face or my memories together with her. I grow up to look up to my hard working grand parents who did their best to raise me and they did. At least I'm not a teenager who lives their lives being embarrassed on their grandparents but not me cause I can scream it to the world that I have the best grand parents ever! ;)

I'm not really the social fitted person but I still try but not to the extent that I have to force myself to fit in to other individuals who doesn't really like to be in my presence. I can say that I'm the type of person who looks forward to tomorrow but never forget to look back. That's really all that I can summarize you know that you have to take hundreds of paper to write about your life!

Good bye for now!

Sorry if my grammar is a bit off! bear with me! ;)

See ya!

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[ LOVE YOUR FAMILY CAUSE THEY ARE YOUR SAVIOR AS WELL AS YOUR MENTOR AND PROVIDERS.]

P.B = Personal Blog