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I’m just a typical kind of girl and I have friends, Bunch of friends to be exact, but seven of them is the best. Having them for hours is not enough. Having them for years is what I want. Having them makes me happy. And having them makes me sad. They are with me but I don’t feel them. Talking with them with joy but I can feel the wall. Walking in lights but I can see the darkness. I can see the loneliness inside me. But the moment I knew about my friend. We feel the same, I’m not the only one. We aid the holes of loneliness. But luckily, our friendship didn’t end. Our fight is an immature act. Made our friendship bond tightly. I love them and I don’t want to lose them. I appreciate every years we had, I can say now that they are my comfort. My friends that I will not forget. Maligaya is real.

                                                                                                                            -Dyan Hilary E. Dulay

Ever dreamed of flying around the sky like Superman? Running at the speed of light like Flash? Or beating up criminals with your own fists and cool techs like Batman? We all wanted to be like them when we were kids, well some of us. I remember when I was watching the news, a criminal shows up and I had this urge of pulling him from the TV and beat the living crap out of him because that’s what most superheroes do. Taking out bad guys, saving civilians, saving the day and making the world a better place.

But what does it take to become a real superhero? You don’t need to get bitten by a spider to become one or have your parents killed somewhere in a dark alley. You don’t need powers, money or costumes to become a real one. Sometimes, all you need is a good heart, whether it’s complimenting someone or stepping up for someone who’s getting bullied. It’s all about being nice and making other people feel good. Still dreaming of becoming a superhero? You’re already one.

“DO GOOD TO OTHERS AND EVERY MAN CAN BE A SUPERMAN.” —SUPERMAN #156 BY EDMOND HAMILTON, CURT SWAN, AND GEORGE KLEIN

– Valerian V. Sandagon

A bestfriend like you is hard to find

You’ve given me strength to carry on,

You’ve offered your hand to hold on.

When times are tough, I know you’re there to offer support & show your care.

They say that true friendship is rare,

An adage that I believe to be true.

Genuine frienship is something that I cherish

I am so luck to have you.

Friends are forever…

Especially the bond that you and I posses.

I love your fun-filled personality,

Somehow you never fail to impress.

You are always there for me

When my spirit need a little lift

I cannot thank you enough for that

You are truly an extraordinary gift.

You are everything to me & more

I could never express that though.

Life is such a treacherous journey & without you it would be even tough.

Our story will continue to grow

With each passing day

Because I trust that with you by my side,

Everything will always be okay

I write this poem for you and tell you from my heart THANK YOU!

– Julienne Rhoda G. Buenaventura

“Uy! Nababaliw kana naman!”

“Itulog mo na lang muna yan.”

“Kulang ka lang sa kain.”

“Ayos lang yan Sabel.”

“Ang galing mo naman.”

“HAHAHAHA! Nakakatuwa ka talaga Sabel.”

“Lage kong inaabangan TikTok mo.”

Ilan lamang yan sa mga reply na makukuha ko kapag nag-upload ako ng TikTok. Ang sarap sa pakiramdam na maraming natutuwa sa ginagawa ko. Kahit nga ibang Teachers namin ay nakikita din pala ang kabaliwang ginagawa ko sa TikTok. Pero ito na, bakit nga ba ako nahilig sa pag ti-TikTok?

Curious din kayo no? Ito na..

Nung una sinubukan ko lang sya kasi natutuwa ako sa mga nakikita ko sa Youtube, Facebook, at Instagram na mga Tiktok. Tapos sabi ko sa sarili ko maitry nga, tutal naman nakagamit na din naman ako ng Dubsmash na application dati.

Libangan lang talaga siya nung una. Pero habang tumatagal nagiging Stress Reliever ko sya. Nababawasan yung stress ko kapag ginagawa ko yun. Lalo na ngayon na sobrang dami naming ginagawa at kung minsan nga hindi na kami nakakatulog dahil sa mga gawain na yun. Kaya tuloy tuloy ko pa din yung pag-gawa ng video.

“Ang saya kaya. Try mo! Nakakawala ng stress.”,

Yan yung lagi kong sagot kapag sinasabi nilang nababaliw na ako kaka-upload. Totoo naman kasi eh. Tsaka ginagawa ko din yun para mapasaya ang mga tao. Gusto ko lang ishare yung goodvibes sa pamamagitan ng pag-upload. Kahit nga mag-sasasayaw pa ako eh, ayus lang sakin basta maging masaya sila at mabawasan din yung stress nila.

Sa ngayon di pa ako nag-a-upload ng video ko ng TikTok ko. Pero malay mo, mag-upload ako…..

“MAPASAYA KAYO, KAHIT MAGBALIW BALIWAN PA AKO.”

Yan talaga MAIN GOAL ko eh. Kaya abang abang lang kayo diyan. At antayin nyo lang yung videos ko…….

Marami rami pa akong nakatago dito.

ps. ituloy ko na din kaya pag gawa ng BLOG? hmmmm..

There are specks of dirt that’s drawn like faces sometimes, some will trip and drip some paint. A beast of melancholic times, You’ve let us cry without complaint.

Your sheets are covered with dirt and dust, you accepted it with all your might. I sometime saw a pizza crust, Bet it’s a remnant from last night.

You always hear my fangirl screams, And you are never pissed You hear as well my cries and dreams, My friend with you, I’m pleased.

Stepped on and sheets are tattered, It always makes me mad, I’ve seen your feathers on floor scattered, For you, I feel so bad.

Your softness is like clouds above, You must be sent from heaven. Your warmth is always what I love, I won’t be ever frightened.

-Esquia, Genesisah A.

TALITHA KOUM

“Talitha Koum”
She wanders around
and sees no one
“Talitha Koum!”
she heard those words,
repeatedly.
Repeatedly until tears
starts to form from her eyes,
repeatedly, until she felt so heavy
repeatedly, until it hurts so bad
and until she can’t hold those tears anymore
“Talitha Koum!”
The voice said again.
From that moment on,
excrutiating pain is hunting her, again.
Those were the words she keeps on reminding herself,
everyday,
to lessen the burden
but it seems to be the same words that gave her so much pain
“Talitha Koum!”
She’s tired.
She’s tired on hearing those words,
repeatedly.
She’s tired of being unhappy
Sadness that seems to be limitless
Sadness that keeps on coming back
“Talitha Koum!”
She wanders around again,
No one is there, still.
She just sat down
and just stare to nothingness.
“Talitha Koum!”
Those words were just so hurtful
for her
but its an eye opener
because it reminds her to let go,
Let go of all her insecurities,
anxieties
and demons
let go of her doubts
and what if’s
and agony of being alone
because she is not
It reminds her
to let go all the masks she used to wear.
“Talitha Koum!”
Nothing changes
It was just same old lies,
she told herself, everyday.
It was just same old words that
she heard.
“Talitha Koum!”
Again, she wanders around,
No one is there. still.
Little did she know,
It was her heart,
beating,
screaming,
and wishing to be free.
Then, she finally whispers, again,
“Little girl, arise… “

Jovi Mae L. Gabrentina

I was then alone in a piggy bank as lonesome as a ship which suddenly sunk. Pennies, nickels and dime which I was the same. Amidst the total darkness, you came. The first time I saw you, I was beguiled by you, we became more than friends but still less than lovers and we compromised that love is out of matter. To be here with me, saying goodbye was never and so my lonely world turned to a world of laughter of love, sharing and even lovely care. The world which I was the only one before became a loving home with an open door. But then, I secretly enraptured and decided to drift apart, what a painful feeling I had

Days passed by since I left but our memories I still kept until someone told me you’re gone. What a foolish thing I’ve done

– Pimentel, Keruviel D.

‘Hanggang Kailan’ is a song composed by the band called Orange and Lemons. The meaning of this song is a man, who is longingly waiting for someone, who doesn’t have the assurance of getting back their relationship.

This song- not only because it’s the only OPM song I’ve been playing on my phone- has touched my heart in some ways. It reminds me of my father whose working abroad. He comes home once a year, and stays for only a month. And after a 30-day of stay in our roof, he packed things up and leaves the country.

I’ve been missing my dad very often.

I remember when I was in Grade 7, first year of being a High School student, I motivate myself and aim for a higher honor in our class. I joined extracurricular activities, worked full time on my projects and assignments, and participated often in class. I ranked 2nd in our class. I just thought that it might make my dad be proud of me, and it did, but that doesn’t make him agree to attend the day of the recognition or awarding.

I got mad and forlorn at the same time, thinking of whys and hows. Then, I just gave up and just try to understand the situation. At least, at some point, I’ve given my dad something- happiness.

I know he won’t leave me, and that’s for sure. He might not be around when I wanted him to but I have the assurance that I’ll always be part of his heart even if he has gone and look for a woman to love. I just know that he will always be there, ready to reach out when I needed a word from him. I missed him a lot but I know that he’s near enough for to get frustrated and anxious.

I just know that he’ll always be there for me.

Even if I missed him.

Song by,

Orange and Lemons

Song Covered and Story Written by,

Mark Ryan Sumampong