Weather.....

Are you the.....

Sky?

Rain, Storm, Cloud, Sun, Mist and Lightning, he influences all of them. He understands and accepts all of them.

Storm?
Continuously at the heart of the attack, the storm of raging waves that never rest.

Rain?
Squaring the accounts washing away the blood spilled, the requiem rain.

Sun?
Destroying the misfortune that attacks the family with their own body, they become the sun that brightly shines upon an area.

Cloud?
To be the aloof, drifting clouds who protects the family from an independent standpoint, and whom nothing can ever bind.

Lightning?
He must not only take the Lightning, but also the damage of the family, like a Lightning rod.

Mist?
Creating something from nothing, and nothing from something, thus bewildering the enemy. Rendering the family's true form intangible with vision of deceit.



"Protecting the family from an independent standpoint and whom nothing can ever bind."

La Plethora.....

Dearest blog reader,

I just asked a few of my classmates to give me Mare and Vongola Rings on my birthday. Talk about being child-at-heart! Gahahaha.

Anyway, we had our recollection last Thursday which lasted for two days and one night. It was about rejection and, boy, did we feel it! Hahi. I won't share much due to the sensitivity of the issues. So yeah..... I just felt that last year's was happier and more ummm..... absorbable because last year's theme was something about friendship. So yeah. That's that. I still like my second year in High School. Ohohoho. It's not like I lost people's spirits..... It's just....the change that I've been talking about since the dawn of my Junior life. Gahahaha.

Nuff drama. I just settled my mind not to join a certain news writing contest due to the fact that the Second Periodical Tests are imminent. I just have this strong inkling that my grades'll be underwater if I don't attend the regular classes......especially in AA. I hate AA. Gahahaha. It's too damn hard for my mind to process.

I don't see why my friends love AA better than Geometry. Hmp. Well..... That's that. I'll leave it here. Arrivederci.

-suezo94-

P.S.

One of my classmates (Snarf) just spelled arrivederci as "aribedaci". It made me laugh. Gahahaha. Ayun. That's that.

4rumkdsye8

4rumkdsye8

We feel your fury but....

Have we really been THAT bad?

Starting September 26, 2009, Tropical Typhoon Ketsana (locally Ondoy) started pouring its anger over Luzon. I really thought it was just your typical, Pacific storm but I had an inkling that that one was worse since it had been raining for five hours already. I felt a sting of its fury when my classmate told me that their relatives living in Marikina were already on the second floor of their house: their furniture and appliances soaked underwater, their two cars flowing like boats out of control. Geez.

I read in the Internet that that flood was, by far, THE worst flooding in any Filipino's living memory. Anyway, I just remembered writing this essay about nature. Of course, it wasn't unlikely for me NOT to reminisce the thing I wrote about nature striking back. The thought just struck Cerebro. Have we, Filipinos, been THAT bad towards nature? Honestly, lots of people have been wondering whether that moment was the apocalypse or something like that. Well, I can feel their pain. Imagine: being stuck on your roof amidst all that muddy, mosquito-infested water and you're plunged in darkness. You'd be considered fortunate if you had someone by your side while stuck on your roof. I mean.... What about those people stuck by themselves? Wouldn't they feel alone and feel that hopeless despair? Geez. What they did is hard, indeed.

Anyway, by four o'clock Saturday, my classmate (yes, the same one at that) sent another text message stating that their relatives were already on the third floor of their neighbor's house. I was like "Third floor?! Is that even possible?!" but it came to me that their place IS Marikina and it IS near a river. So..... Heck. I'm plainly stunned with this situation.

Yesterday, I learned from my mom that my dad's aunt (therefore my grandmother) and her family were in a hotel. Of course, your first reaction'll be "Hotel?! At a time like this?!". Yeah. Well, I learned that they evacuated because the aggressive water had already breached their gates. So yeah..... Nice thinking, yo.

I just watched news a while ago. (Yay cable.) I saw these military people and the Red Cross people doing their job. I guess it is during times like these that we can see the true colors of those who really care for the welfare of this nation. The fact that the government did something good made me smile a bit. And the fact that the opposition disappeared from public view just made me curse their speeches. I came to a conclusion that these damned, disappearing people should be tied to ant-infested trees. The heck. They have seemingly good speeches and hypocritical campaigns during the campaign period. Well, where are these people when you need their help? Tch.

Anyway, I also received a link connected to websites containing pictures of our flooded school. When my classmates told me (over the ym) that the second floor of the Preschool building was flooded, I honestly concluded that they were overreacting and exaggerating...... Then I saw this picture. Heck, our field was flooded! And by flooded, I mean flooded! But I think it's just a few inches up, though. I still can't believe the fact that field covered with grass and trees can be turned to a five-inch deep lake. Geez.

Wow. Dearest nature, I know how we've been cruel to you for the past decades and I feel your fury now. You returned to us what we recklessly gave you: filth. Now that I've literally witnessed garbage flowing from the mountains and I've seen what you've done, I just hope that this incident will serve as an effective warning for the world: that nature doubles the force of its retaliation. Well, we can't undo anything now. Let's just pray for the victims. And by pray, not just clasping our hands together and saying a few empty words. Let's pray and give those words we utter a bit (or a lot) of concentration. I hope you participate in the 10 o'clock prayer that was organized a while ago. Let's just change for the b

-suezo94-

La Famiglia Augustiniana

Do you have an H in your name?

Dearest blog reader,

I just finished watching this Pinoy movie. It's rather cheesy if you ask me. Anyway, one of the characters was named "Dhonabelle" (pronounced as du-ho-na-bel). They kept on repeating the name. It made me laugh and wonder why Filipinos insert unnecessary H's in their child's name. Other examples are Rhoda, Jhun, Heddha and Mhike.

I mean "what the heck is the point?", right? It's silent, anyway. It's not like the pronunciation will be any different if you add an H. It's not like repertoire which is read as "re-puh-twah".

Okay, so I don't have any legal right to butt into how their names are spelled (btw, grammar nazi. it's spelled. not spelt. i checked. :)) ) but.....I just don't see the point. It just makes your name sound funnier. "du-ho-na-bel, ru-ho-da, ma-hayk, hed-ha".

Sheesh. What if it had a lot of H's and you'd turn blue just trying to pronounce their name?

-suehzo 94-

P.S.

See? It's hard. "su-hu-weh-zo nayn-tee-for".

I miss.....

my IP group when we were in first year. I'm being nostalgic again. Tsktsk. Honestly, in my three years in High School, I like that IP group the most. Gahahahaaha. And it's definitely not because I'm in control of my classmates' grades :P. It's because.....dunno.... That was the only time I actually experienced working as a group. *Our second year IP was more of a I-do-it-then-tell-the-others-that-we-did-it-to-get-a-good-grade kind of project* Not nice. Sure, our grade during our second year in High School was better than the one during our first year but..... First year is so much fun. Cerebro still has a photographic memory of almost every moment of it in his cerebral compartment. Gahahahahaha. Btw, it included the following people: the great writer of this blog, Trishii, Rodabel, Paul, Moises, Thea, Raymark and Sarah. Ohoho. Good times.... Good times.....

I remember this instance wherein we tried to materialize our IP plans but we ended up playing at Timezone. Heck. :)) It was worth the low grade. ;) I'm quite hoping that we can do that again. Just us. Us. Group 2, Integrated Science, First Year Blessed John the Good, Academic Year 2007-2008. Oh geez. I miss you people! Okay, don't rub it in.

-suezo94 the Great-

Less mind sharing......

Dearest blog reader,

My most annoying classmate, henceforth known as Ow-Pee, bothers me once more. Btw, Ow-Pee is a girl, a nosy one at that. Tsktsk. Ow-Pee is so bitter at school because she's not much of a socialite, indifferent from the class. Sheesh. No wonder she'd babble so loudly every time she gets an opportunity to talk and interrogate us about unimportant things. Big crap that one. Recently, Ow-Pee has been interrogating me about a rather unimportant topic. Hmmm. I guess she thinks that trash subject is what captivates my attention. Well, NO. Not really. Pity sometimes strikes me and moves my feet and mouth to go talk to unsociable people. Well, her case is, well, "over". Just to laugh at my mistakes, she'd go over to my seat and ask me something about Algebra (or any other subject) then she'd quickly switch the topic and start laughing retardedly. Heck, I don't even care. What bothers me is that noise and that unhygienic..... Urgh. Never mind. Geeeez.

Well, as of now I'm still studying the art of repelling negatives. According to the Law of Magnetism (not official), negatives and negatives repel. Hmmm. I should probably switch to my negative side every time her aura draws near. Shoot. Ow-Pee is, well, OP. She's the total female counterpart of another annoying member in class. Tsktsk.

-suezo94 the annoyed-

P.S.

I don't really intend to be THAT mean but, hey, you are so trespassing.