Martes, Pebrero 28, 2012

That's what you call "Plastic Balloon"

Plastic Balloon


     Its more Fun in the Philippines! That's the newest slogan in our Country. Since the day it was released in the public, a lot of Filipinos and even some foreigners started to look for some reasons why it is really more Fun in the Philippines, as indicated in our slogan.
     I always surf the internet. Facebook, Twitter, Yahoo,Google, everywhere I think Filipinos already posted about why we Filipinos should say that its more Fun in the Philippines. Yes, I can't deny the fact that we do have a lot of good places, scenery here. We do have Intramuros, Rizal Park, Mall of Asia, the famous Boracay, our Chocolate Hills, Banawe Rice Terraces, the newest discovered Puerto Prinsesa Underground River which is now one of the Seven Wonders of the World, and etc. Not only those places we are proud of, only here in the Philippines you can find the Jeepneys being used for transportation. Only in the Philippines where you can eat the famous "Balut", yeah i know its kinda yucky to eat for some people, okay not all filipinos used to eat it, they don't like it especially when they already see the duckling inside, but I do like it a lot since I was a kid, well that's the thrill in eating the Balut anyway, and I tell you it really taste good. 

BALUT


     Okay enough for that. As i have said, there's a lot of reasons why its more Fun in the Philippines. And for me to add to those reasons, I wanna share the thing that been part of my childhood days. A thing that every Filipino children knows, well I guess and I hope so especially on these days. That's one of the reasons why I chose "Plastic Balloon" as the topic of my blog. A thing that quickly left behind, forgotten by many Filipino children now. As you noticed above, that's how Plastic Balloon look like. I really, really wonder, if kids nowadays still familiar with this stuff. This stuff once became part of my childhood. I can still remember how I demand this stuff to my parents. Yeah, I know this is not worthy to buy, but those times I was a kid, a kid who only knows that this sticky stuff can satisfy my needs. Well it only cost about one peso, as far as I remember. It is packed in a soft metal like, about one inch in tall, and paired with a small plastic stick. For you to use it, you must open the tip of it, squeeze a little until the sticky thing comes out, then using your stick you get it and roll it in your stick. Then the most interesting part here, you need to form well the sticky thing, how? lick it, yeah exactly put it in your mouth just like eating lollipop, rotating again ad again inside your mouth, and of course you can actually taste it, don't worry it taste good anyway. Two to three rotation is enough, just enough that you form it well on the tip of your stick. Then after that, slowly blow it until it expand and turn into a balloon. Like in the picture below.


     Well I can't imagine how many plastic balloon i already made. I can still remember how it mad me happy, amazed how this stuff turn into a balloon. For some years I never see this stuff. No store nearby selling this kind of stuff, so I almost forgot that there's such thing that existed here. Not until I had my Mass Casualty training, they required us to buy this stuff, wow after so many years I heard this again, but wait where in this place can I buy this again? Yeah luckily, there's a store nearby the training center who sells it. Maybe the owner already knows that this stuff often used in that training center. The moment I bought this stuff, the memories of my childhood came back. I can't help but to smile. Once in my life, I played with it, I even met some good friends because of this stuff, you know being the same on stuff we like to play. 
     
     For the present kids, I hope you can catch it at some point. By the way I was able to buy this one in Intramuros. Maybe in Divisoria there's a lot of it also. Why I'm trying to say it, well I just wanna introduce this stuff again in our new generations. I want them to experience the feeling of playing this sticky/plastic balloon. I want them to discover by themselves how does it feel to play and have it, and above of it, hows the old generation made happy because of this thing. Wanna try some? I bet you should.














Lunes, Pebrero 27, 2012

Don't Be...Part 1

I don't like to be just like this
As stagnant as the water
Stuck in just one place
Like nobody cares
Like no one ever see me there
Like everybody's keeping their way off me.

I don't like to be just like this
As dead as the Dead Sea
That no life since the beginning
No one ever dare to step on me
Like nobody cares
Like no one ever see me there
Not until they learn to love me
Giving them beautiful feeling as they swim
Floating just like heaven.

I don't like to be just like this
I like to be just like the others
Just like the Coconut Tree
Yes just like that tree
You could underestimate me
But I like you to trust me
And discover the beauty I have inside.

Just like the others
I like to be someone else
Someone who can dream
Hoping that someday it may come true
Just like the others
I'd like to be happy
I'd like to be proud of myself
so others may do so.

Life moved so slow since then
It's like there's no way to escape
No point of return
No one to cling on
I'd like to be like them
To be someone, somebody more than I expect...



Dear Mom,,,


Dear Mom

For some reason, today, I’m worn out and tired.
Remaining alone in my room, hugging a pillow.
Touching my phone, my heart is,
for some reason, lonely today.
Startled by the sudden ringing of my phone,
I hear my mother’s worried voice, asking me if i’ve eaten.
Those normally annoying words are different today.
Those forgotten promises are being remembered.

I’ll become a person with a beautiful heart.
I’ll become a person who thinks of others first.
I’ll protect the expectations of mother’s love.
The mother who used to share my dreams,
and brush my hair, I think of her.

Though i’ve made hurtful, wrong choices, you silently watched over me from behind.
Though I’m a child who doesn’t understand much, I think I now know the meaning behind mother’s silent prayers.

I’ll become a person with a beautiful heart.
I’ll become a person who thinks of others first.
I’ll protect the expectations of mother’s love.
The mother who used to share my dreams,
and brush my hair, I think of her.

What do I do? My heart is still small.
If I let go of my mother’s hand, will I be okay on my own?
I fear that I still lack so much.

I’ll become a wise daughter of my mother.
Give me the strength.
I’ll become a praiseworthy daughter no matter where I go.
You’ve been there for me.
I’ll protect the expectations of my mother’s wishes.
Like the unconditional love you’ve shown me,
I’ll have a warm heart.
I was shy and couldnt often express,
That mother, I really do love you.

What's on my Mind?

     Yeah, nothing we can do about change, but change can do something to us.
     Yes, I once had a dream, but that dream seems I can no longer dream of it. I can even no longer recall the last time I dream of it. Does it vanishes away already? and where did this go? Yes, everything seems like they come and go. Quickly fading. Here today and gone tomorrow.
      Feelings. I do have all of t. They're inside of me. Somehow just hiding inside. Huh, Love then Hate, happy then sad, success then failure, friend then foe, ohm, they're all real. They happen because they are supposed to happen. They are suppose to be felt by everyone. So that, you will know that feelings change. Feelings let you feel that they are within you, that they are real, they are part of who you are.They've been with you all along. They once, and/or always been your defense mechanism when you can't stand it no more. Cry hard, Laugh loudly, Love like you never been hurt, Hate like you never been love. Don't care if you get stuck in one feeling, its okay, in that way you'll get the chance to discover the different sides of  your feelings. Until you get to used to it. Until it becomes part of you, part of your system. Then, when the time comes and that feeling awakens again, you will not be scared to death. It will be much better, easier, and less painful to feel. So, don't be scared. It's okay, even though it is not really okay.
     Emptiness, surrender, sadness they've been my friends now, and i do believe in them. It is still a goosebumps after all, every time I have and feel them. Just one thing before I end this. Thank you for that feelings. Thank you, they never leave me. How's your feeling then?