Hunger-Notebook

January 26, 2012


After reading my last post, I feel like I should do more blogs only about specific happenings in my life. Sooooo, what now. Well then since I can't think of anything SPECIFIC or anything, I'll all be telling you Books. Ha! get ready for an excitement killing post!

I've been reading books for a couple of weeks now, thinking that this should be my New Year's Resolution, READ A FEW PAGES. I decided to kick-off with The Hunger Games Trilogy. There's something about this book that I like. I'm a picky reader, I read what only interests me, what only keeps me awake at night or what makes me stop listening to the Teacher in front and read. And this particular book did the trick. I remember a time when I was in Second Year HS, I would open the book, start reading it and when I get bored from all the discussion and stuff I would open my bag, pop open the page where I stopped, and start reading again. Memories.

Since I'm reading the final book of the trilogy, and summer's coming up, I need to buy books.
On the top of my list is aNicholas Sparks' book, The Notebook. I've read one of his books, Dear John. I particularly fell in love with this book, the emotions of the characters gave me that urge to never stop reading. After reading I watched the Movie, not what I expected but enough to say "It was a good movie". This time, I've watched the movie first, and since my relationship had some resemblance with the movie itself, I would dare to buy and read.

Lezz get it on :)

Anchor.

January 18, 2012

Don't let your guard down hold your head up life

comes at you fast gotta STAY STRONG

I just don't know how to describe this feeling. The feeling when you're in pain inside and out, when you want to be happy for a couple of people but even if you're with them, you just can't pretend anymore. Sucks :|

I don't know why i'm telling this to the public but I just have to blog for the sake of letting out all of the emotions I had//having these past few days.

January 9, 2012

Reality hit me with a large pan in the face. I cried for more than an hour after knowing that I didn't passed my "dream school". Almost all we're happy cause they got what they wanted, and I'm sitting here, drowning myself in tears, telling myself that "maybe it ain't for me" or "maybe God has better plans for you, don't give up". Like what my dad said, after crying you gotta pick up your sword and fight again. I just felt so crushed with what happened, and until now I feel so bitter about it all.

Well, now that I'll be taking up the validating exam, I feel so brainless. I feel like "why should I be taking this stupid test, if I know that I won't be passing it anyway?! I'll be wasting time and money." My dad told me not to give up, they won't get it anyway. I mean if I ever passed the exam I should still maintain a grade of something like 95+ , ghad I don't even think that I could do something like that. I know my capabilities, and this is something that I can't handle.

My dad asked me earlier, "Ano gagawin mo kapag hindi ka nakapasa?" I stop and froze. It was the first time that I froze like that, I couldn't think properly, and at that very moment I understood why all of this is happening to me.

My father was right, my cowardly emotions dragged me down. I should not stop fighting, everyone else are happy why can't I be? I may not have gotten what I desire, but it's never an excuse to stop life. Everything does happen for a reason, and life isn't always gotta turn out good, it will always give you a challenge, that whether you like it or not, you should always do it. After all, not all trials will last forever, sadness doesn't end forever, it's just a sign to let everyone know that you are capable of staying strong and proving that you are worthy.