A Prayer for the Less Fortunate

                                           The human spirit is always there strong and willing

                                         Always out for the help and for anyone who is suffering  

                                      Even though every time challenges keep us knocking down

                                        We always rise to our feet and stand up without a frown

                                             

                                                The forces of nature cannot be stopped

                       That is why almost all of my country people was unfortunate to be stomped 

                           By mother natures great power to destroy all things and bring death

                       But where there is death there is also hope, hope that they have kept

                                   I was lucky to be unharmed by Maring who was merciless

                                       But other people's safety was not really a success

                I cannot do anything to help them, but to use something more powerful than  swords

                   A Prayer to God is the strongest, and it doesn't matter if it's just a bunch of words

                    

                                             I pray to go everyday to keep them safe

                                                and to forgive me for my mistakes

                   To stop the typhoon from causing more damage using his awesome power

                                 The power to rise from the dead and turn wine into water

                                               Only he could change all of our fate

                                     But it is on our hands to do the task that he awaits

                                From giving relief goods and cleaning the destruction made

                                   The Filipino spirit is something that is truly amazed

                                    So help the them all, for they are our countrymen

                                      All off them from every woman to children  

                                        Even though I cannot help the biggest ways

                                 It is always those small words that their future says

                                  

The World Can Read Me

   Since the first day I started blogging I had some doubts, because I am really not that good at writing style, I prefer to express myself by drawing, but our informal theme was supposed to be a blog.  So I had to follow the instructions or it would be worthless. But blogging is different from writing in the informal theme, blogging means the world can see what you write, and that’s too many people for me. Another thing is that I suck at writing, as I have said I prefer drawing more.

     Our first blog was about the heroes in our lives, since my father is one; I had to put Edge my second awesome man I think. The rest of the blogs I had no trouble with. But questions remain, is it really worth reading and the time. Blogging as an informal theme is a little weird, because when you post everybody can read what I write, but I think they would just criticize me. I like keeping my words for myself. And not letting anyone hear it, or else it would sound really stupid. I really like keeping a low profile between others. There are two good things in having a hand written informal theme, only I and my teacher read it and it’s easier, but the bad thing is my handwriting though. But on blog though it’s easier because you only have to type it but the whole world can read you. I find blogging a little bit of a trial of acceptance to the world. But then our teacher also reads our work to so that also includes my classmates. But it would also be good that the world would appreciate how I feel.

    I have now done all the journals for the first grading, this being the last, I have to admit making blogs was a little fun once you get used to it. As a student I will do my best in writing especially in English, even if it means that the whole world has to know it.

Friends, a Blessing or a Curse

  Do I have friends? That is the question only I could answer. My experiences with them, bad or good, shaped me the man I am today. You cannot know when will they leave you, or always be there by your side. In my opinion as long as I have them who always believe in me, I know I can do it no matter what

  The first time I saw myself in the mirror, I said, “This guy is pretty lonely”. I knew then that only I could change this wimpy guy. It was really hard when making friends at first time, until I met Rayger, my first childhood friend. He also had the same interests as I do. I knew then that this is the guy, until I had transferred to another school and we did not saw each other again for eight years.

  Negative effects are that when they leave, you will miss them, but I will they miss you? They will forget about, but I was wrong. He did remember, I was wrong about my experiences and expectations. I heard about friends who pretend to like you, to use you, as for me I don’t believe in such things, I have trust in them. But even if they do that I don’t care, I would never replace the, for anything in this world. They are like family to me