The Mask I Wear
Don’t be fooled by me.
Don’t be fooled by the face I wear
For I wear a mask.
I wear a thousand masks-
masks that I’m afraid to take off
and none of them are me.
Pretending is an art that’s second nature with me
but don’t be fooled, for God’s sake, don’t be fooled.
I give you the impression that I’m secure
That all is sunny and unruffled with me
within as well as without,
that confidence is my name
and coolness my game,
that the water’s calm
and I’m in command,
and that I need no one.
But don’t believe me. Please!
The clash between Baste and Beda.
“Like coach, like players…pareparehong madudumi sa basketball…clothesline,superman punch and elbow to the face…I thought I was watching UFC! Walang ka-class class Baste! Red Lions go get what is rightfully ours on wednesday! ANIMO SAN BEDA!!”
“na miss ko mga comment ng baste…where have all the fagots go?sana magcomment na sila para mabara natin sila sa madalas nilang sabihin na asa tayo sa import…;)”
“Putan**Na sarap mong barilin Abueva skwater ka maglaro!”
Those are just some of the Bedan’s comments about earlier’s game. Well, not just earlier but since the clash between Baste and Beda began in NCAA.
I, Myself, became aware of the both school’s rivalry when I started my journey in college. I enrolled in San Sebastian. So yes, the one who’s talking now is a Sebastinian. Expect me to be bias about this case but I am just blabbing my opinion about how everything — issues, reactions, degrading actions rolls at this very moment.
I can’t just get the point of them saying “Skwater ang Baste! Walang Class!”. Saying those statement/s are just so humiliating. Not for Baste but for them. They are the one who’s saying that we are (Yes, they already generalized it) squatters or we are acting like one but they are the one who keeps on throwing some not so nice things about us. Who’s acting like squatter now? And about saying that we don’t have class. You don’t know how everyone in the whole San Sebastian Community act. Not because you saw a player or some students that’s acting without class, It doesn’t mean that all of us doesn’t have.
We also encounter Bedans saying that.. Bastenians are poor because of taking jeepney and bus rides. Also, complaining about how low our tuition fee was. Wow! How rich of all of you. If I know you’re all just using your parents money so you can go and boast everything.
I know some Sebastinians are bashing you also but I don’t see anyone from us did a fan page humiliating and degrading anyone of your player. Like what you did to our very own Calvin Abueva. Consider his emotions too, you guys! He doesn’t deserve those acts!
Just because of the rivalry in NCAA everything is being generalized. Every hurtful statements are being thrown. How pathetic. Does anyone know the word, SPORTSMANSHIP?
Bastenians and Bedans.. If you’ll be able to read this. Let’s all make up our minds. Let’s have a good and peaceful fight. Let us all posses the character of being a sportsmanship one. With no bitter feelings, let us all congratulate who will win in every game. To the team who will not be able to make it, there will always be next time.
Kakatapos ko lang manuod ng Protege - The Battle for the Big Break. Ngayon ang nakatakdang araw para may magpaalam na isa sa mga protege at isang mentor.
Ngayon napagtanto ko talaga na ayokong manuod sa araw na may magpapaalam. Nakakadala manuod ng mga paligsahan sa telebisyon na ang mechanics eh, matira matibay. Ayoko talaga yung panuorin ang isang contestant na iiyak dahil doon na nagtatapos ang journey sa nasabing paligsahan. Haay. Ang saklap lang ng paalam.
At ngayon nakaharap pa din ako sa pc na ito at kanina din naisip ko kung lilipat ba ako ng Blogger o Wordpress at gawin na lang itong pang-habambuhay na lungga sa larangan ng blogsphere pero hindi ko talaga alam. Wala. Hindi gumagana ang isip ko sa ngayon o marahil ay tinatamad lang ako.
Sa mga sandaling ito, wala na din pala akong mapanuod na magandang palabas kaya naman na-stuck ako sa mga trying hard na bakla na nagpapatawa.
I’m amazed by His power. I really am.
I love how He plan each and everyone’s life. How many ups will be there and how many downs. How people will walk in and out of your life. He’s just so powerful. He do know what’s the best for us.
I am very much thankful that He brought me the right man. He introduced me to the man whom He think I need, the man who’ll be there no matter what happen.
I am grateful that I am with the man who has a long span of patience. The man with a bunch of understanding with him and the man who will not fail me.
I know God is using him for me to know that He is always there. I know he let me meet him because He used him as His way for telling me what to do and such. I’m just so thankful!
And so we meet again.
It was 4 in the afternoon, In the middle of the gloomy weather. Finally you came over. I want to say that I’ve been waiting for you since God knows when but I wasn’t able to do so. Instead, I pinched your nose, conscious of the fact that you are suffering from cough and colds. We went inside, finally exchanged “How are you?” questions to each other. How the days of each other went by, and the how many times “I love yous” has been proclaimed.
I can see the excitement in your eyes when you gave me that big hug as a sign of how much you missed me. I want you to know that I feel the same way too.
I noticed how irritated you are because of sniffing occasionally. Being a concerned girlfriend, I hugged you back and slightly pressed my lips in your cheeks for you to feel okay.
I am really happy that I saw you again. I love how I can feel your presence and how I feel safe for I know you’re beside me.
Thanks for today!
September 28, 2011
I just felt the need to start anew. I hope I can manage to stay this time.
September 28, 2011