Hands for Writing

On Indefinite Hiatus

westwind — Wed, 07 Jul 2010 10:44:21 +0000

It looks like I have to say goodbye to blogging for a while.

I won’t be posting up anything new in a long time to give way for my studies and chosen career starting today.

Till then…

One In A Million

westwind — Sat, 16 Feb 2008 12:58:36 +0000

Here is my own lyrics for the song “One In a Million” by Hannah Montana.

One In A Million

How did I get here?
I turned around and there you were
Didn’t think twice
Or rationalize
But somehow I knew
That there was more than just chemistry
I mean I knew I was kinda of into you
But I figured it’s too good to be true

I said pinch me
Where’s the catch this time
Can’t find a single cloud in the sky
Help me before I get used to this girl

They say that good things take time
But really great things happen
in a blink of an eye
Thought the chances to meet somebody like you
were a million to one
I can’t believe it, you’re one in a million

All this time a was looking for love
Trying to make things work
They weren’t good enough till
I thought I’m through
Said I’m done
and stumbled into the arms of the one

You’re making me laugh about the silliest stuff
Say that you’re my diamond in the rough
When I’m mad at you
You come with your velvet touch
Can’t believe that I’m so lucky
I have never felt so happy
Every time I see that sparkle in your eye

I said pinch me
Where’s the catch this time
Can’t find a single cloud in the sky
Help me before I get used to this girl

All this time a was looking for love
Trying to make things work
They weren’t good enough till
I thought I’m through
Said I’m done
and stumbled into the arms of the one

You’re one in a million

The King and the Fool

westwind — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 08:38:45 +0000

February 2008

“Only a fool can make a king a fool himself.”

The days are almost done, even before being over. To look at the bright side of a world enveloped in total darkness is simply looking at something not existing, to look beyond that would be more impossible. I lost to a game I never even played. I want to wake up from this nightmare, and from then on, I don’t want to sleep again.

For You…

westwind — Sat, 19 Jan 2008 15:21:37 +0000

My Paper Heart
The All-American Rejects

Please just don’t play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won’t do
Be with me, please I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can

Tears fall, down your face
The taste, is something new
Something that
I know moving on is, easiest when I am made round you
So bottle up on love, throw it out to sea
Watch it away as you cry
A year has passed
The seasons goPlease just don’t play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won’t do
Be with me, please have beseach you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can

Waiting, day goes through
My lips, are sealed for her
My tongue is, tied to a dream of being with you
To settle for less is not what I prefer

So bottle up up love, and throw it out to sea
Watch it away as you cry
A year has passed
The seasons go

Please just don’t play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won’t do
Be with me, please have i beseach you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can

Summertime, the nights, so long
The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
Winter nights
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
And spring blossoms you to me

Summertime, the nights they are so long
The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
Winter nights
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
And spring blossoms you…
To me

Losing Hope

westwind — Mon, 14 Jan 2008 12:10:31 +0000

The results for the UPCAT have been released, I already figured out that things would never work out that day. I don’t know what to feel. The people who knows me, compelling they don’t know me that much, took almost all my hopes away. I am defenseless from their insults. I’m hoping things never turned out this way. If only I could go back to the past and change everything. I should have done the very best I can, I might have passed. That’s what I keep on believing that others don’t. I lie awake with no more hope to succeed. Perhaps, I’ll fail again. I hate to think this way, because I’m not the type of person who gives up that easily, but I guess I have no choice.

I still can make it. Life doesn’t end with failures. I may have missed an oppurtunity of a lifetime, but I know for myself there’s something better waiting for me.

Counting the Days Left

westwind — Mon, 14 Jan 2008 11:39:51 +0000

No Such Thing

By: John Mayer

“Welcome to the real world,”
She said to me, condescendingly
Take a seat, take your life
Plot it out in black and white
Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
And the drama queens
I’d like to think the best of me
Is still hiding up my sleeve

They love to tell you stay inside the lines
But something’s better on the other side

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the top of my lungs
I just found out there’s no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you’ve got to rise above

So the good boys and girls take the so-called right track,
Faded white hats, grabbing credits and making transfers
They read all the books but they can’t find the answers
And all of our parents, they’re getting older
I wonder if they’ve wished for anything better
While in their memories, tiny tragedies

They love to tell you stay inside the lines
But something’s better on the other side

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the top of my lungs
I just found out theres no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you’ve got to rise above

I am invincible
I am invincible
I am invincible
As long as I’m alive

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the top of my lungs
I just found out theres no such thing as the real world
Just a lie you’ve got to rise above

I just can’t wait till my ten year reunion
Im gonna bust down the double doors
And when I stand on these tables before you
You will know what all this time was for

The Only Truth Among the Crowd Called Lies

westwind — Thu, 29 Nov 2007 13:24:37 +0000

This week, I suppose, is one of the best and the worst week of my entire life. A week circulating on a process called give and take, a cycle of success and failure, and on a road separating into two: of being hated and of being loved. It took me weeks to publish another entry because something’s bothering me the past few days once again. Anyway, I just want everyone to know what happened in my life two weeks ago.

Connections and Crossroads

(November 20, 2007 – November 22, 2007)

Three Years… That’s how long it took “time” to connect our lives once again. We had our book presentation in Filipino: Titser, a novel written by Liwayway Arceo. This week’s our first and foremost practice but we won’t lose. Since tuesday last week, we go home late at night . We practiced in school and in Lara’s house with everyone present (except for a girl I’ll hide with the name Chelsea Serene). Vanessa, my best friend when I was still a freshman, went home late with us this time (just like how it used to be). Before, we (Vanessa, Jym-P and me) always go home with each other, eat at the same time, and together with our friends (John, Kimberly, Mariz, Divine, Jaypee, and Ladylyn), form a peer group called CSACers and go on our so-called tambayan known as “The Jungle of Discoveries”. That was before, when Jym-P and I were still friends. And now, everything’s just like that day except (maybe) for the very reason that we still don’t talk. Still, however, I know that I feel the same way as his. We’re not friends connected by words but with all the unforgettable things things we’ve shared without ourselves noticing it. Our bondage gets stronger day by day. Somehow, I feel ‘that day’ is about to come when everything would be the way they were.

Victories and Failures

(November 23, 2oo7)

The day of our presentation started in a very unexpected way. I woke up early that day. But as usual, I am late for school. I almost forgot that we would still have our practice early that morning. We had skipped our Values Education subject in order to finish our props for our presentation (cutting classes, if you would put it that way). Coincidently, I took the same jeepney as ‘him’. And worse than that, we have to go pass Rizal High School and straight to Lara’s house, leaving the two of us as the only passengers left. Again, we never talk. Afterwards, we part ways (because he took a different route) though we have the same destination. There, I met him once again and then ignored each other (as if nothing happened).

Later that afternoon, after a lot of practices, we’re ready for our most-awaited event, our book presentation. After staying at the gymnasium for several hours, alas, it’s presentation time. We gave our best but we still lost. For us, it’s really us who should have won (however, the judges’ decision is final and we can’t do anything about it). Still, I’m glad (though I’m very disappointed) that everything we’ve done is really worthwhile. After that, once again, ‘the three of us’ got together again (for unknown reasons), ate the same food at the same time, went home together and moreover, had fun with each other with no more walls between us (Well, only for that time). All the thing that happened that day will remain in my mind forever, and that’s for sure.

I guess no matter what I do, I can’t hide the truth (that we were once friends, all of us) and I can’t run from all that happened in the past (and the memories it left behind).

How Rivers Begin To Freeze: Winter

westwind — Wed, 17 Oct 2007 11:59:21 +0000

Here I am again, as usual, always reminiscing on the days back then. I’m always left behind as the world keeps on turning, changing day by day. I feel sad. I always do. But this time, it’s not like how it used to be. I can’t cry anymore, cry because I want to. I used to cry whenever things go wrong. Well, I still cry, but not for the reason that I have to but because that’s how it used to be. I’m sad yet I’m not. I’m used to sadness, I think. Melancholy’s dried up, or maybe frozen. My emotion’s petrified. I show what I feel in a sense that I’m just acting it out. Overdramatic, that’s the right word. Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. I pretend that everything’s the same to run away from changing. But I can’t hide the truth that everything has changed. They really do.

So Unpredictable!

westwind — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 12:26:40 +0000

October 3, 2007 (Wednesday)- Ma’am Aniana didn’t teach us today. That’s a good news. Well, everything’s okay. I had a good time and I felt so relaxed. However, Leona spoiled everything up. Most of my classmates were gone and there were only a few of us left. The spelling bee’s first elimination round was about to start that day. I was surprised. No one told us about it. Mary Grace’s gone so I participated in the spelling bee without her. Is it my fault to participate without her?

October 4, 2007 (Thursday)- I qualified for the next round. Out of about fifty students, only eleven were qualified. I’m happy of course but I guess she’s not. After I told her what happened, she felt disappointed. I can’t blame her, she won third place last year in the same competition. Anyway, that very same day, we proceed to the next round. Karen Mesina, Rio Natanawan, and Jainah Ramirez were tied in first place. Ma. Ila Jeanne Perez won second place. Me and Febe Lomboy won third. The list of those who were qualified for the championship is yet to be announced. I hope I qualified. It felt good. Somehow, I’m wondering. Does Mary Grace hate me?

To Stand Out Under the Spotlight

westwind — Thu, 20 Sep 2007 14:24:46 +0000

September 14, 2007, afternoon- The class hour’s almost done. One more subject to go and Voila, it’s playtime! Well, if it only turned out to be that easy, I won’t feel alarmed. But it didn’t. We had our Book Presentation in Filipino. BUT that’s not it… Ma’am Herrera assigned three representatives from section one to watch our presentation and one of them, unfortunately(?), is Everglades. We only had a couple of hours, I guess, to practice. I didn’t memorize the lines very well and my heart kept on beating fast. Was I nervous that time? I think, yes. We were to present Kesa and Morito. On the first group, Mary Grace took the role of Kesa. She did a very long monologue. I could hardly believe that that was her acting. She has improved a lot. On the otherhand, in our group, I portrayed the role of Morito, on the part where he’s explaining his own side of the story(through another monologue) while Jym-P took the same role (but that time, by simply acting out what has happened). That day, the two doors were closed and all the windows were covered up with cardboards so that once the lights are turned off, complete darkness would fill the room. Thus, the use of spotlights would be possible. Somehow, it eased me. The darkness somehow gave me confidence. My monologue turned out just fine although I failed to pronounce most of the words correctly. Honestly, for me, I messed it all up. But for my classmates, it is my best acting performance so far. I can’t really believe it. Doing all of that while she was watching me is very exhausting (needless to say, embarrassing). They liked what I did but the question is, “Did she like it?”. I don’t know but one thing’s for sure, I can no longer look directly to her eyes. What should I do? Can anyone tell me? The three main reasons why my heart beat fast that time are: First, Mary grace has improved a lot, why shouldn’t I? Second, Jym-P took the same role as mine, I mustn’t lose to him. Third, Everglades’ watching, I must show her what I got.