Kimichii

These past few days, I’ve been down to the ground. There was something in me that hated a certain someone, although that someone is really a special person.

I don’t want to pin-point who that person is. I will also not say what the person’s gender is. What I will write down are only situations in which that the person has personally offended me.

But before I continue, I found out, just hours ago, some close friends of mine had the same problem. The same person as well.

To continue…

My friend, which is my topic now, keeps ’stealing’ certain things that I ‘own’… I know that some of you (whoever may read this) are thinking, "If you don’t like someone like that, why not tell him/her?"

My reply, would you want someone VERY dear to you get hurt? I know VERY much that lying to myself is also bad… But I still don’t want ANYONE to get hurt…

Now, like I said earlier, I told my other friend about my situation. Obviously, she had the same problem - with the same person. And then, another friend guessed what was happening between me and the other person. And slowly, I found out that she too had the same problem, and once again, with the same person.

It just surprises me that the person doesn’t even get a clue what is happening. He/She doesn’t get that he/she’s hurting everyone, even though it is obvious. He/She clearly says malice (minor only) words at the other - the first friend whom I talked with.

But, that’s all to him/her now. We’ll just have to keep up with it. Because that person is still a friend, no matter what. ~__~

God’s Only Wish
By: Kyra -Lois- Madrazo

God never planned on creating a person with sin. We chose this. But God knew better. But still, He wanted to create us. So… I know that you are a sinner and so am I. But God always says, "I never made you bad. But even if you do wrong, I’ll love you because I made you special."
End.

LIBAK = False statements
Simple feuds… But… A big hindrance in friendship.
I am honest when I say I am in between. Lots of my friends feud. But… I won’t mention names. In school, there are many things like this. But the most hurtful feud in schools are the ones we call, "LIBAK."
Punches and Kicks are not the strongest hurts. But words. If you were bleeding, this would simply stop. Your platelets protect you. But when someone teases you or makes false statements of you, you are emotionally hurt. And with emotions, no one can save you.
One of my friends [someone who's a year older than me] told me that I should get used to it. For when I enter the bigger stage in life, which is High School, "libak" is not a problem.
But, I can’t take her word. I can’t.
My friendship between the people around me are precious. And if anyone thinks that what I’m saying right now are stupid, then let them say it. Stupid it may be, but I am simply telling the truth. And if you still think this is stupid, the reason maybe is that you are hiding from the reality. Yes… REALITY.
My teacher was right. People who "libak" are people who want to be famous. They want to be known. They want POWER.
But… I have to ask, What power are they talking about?
Power of… being famous? Ha! You are famous around people because they know who you really are. They admire you if you’re nice. But they talk about you wrongly if you do things badly.
Another friend of mine has this experience. We are now both discussing of the different things around us.
For example, one friend of yours, "libaks" to another friend of yours, there is a feud. And in the end, they’ll make you choose. "Which side are you on?"
All I want to say is… Please stop fighting [to the people whom I'm referring are my certain classmates]! Never in my life have I imagined something like this.
You both are destroying each other’s good reputation. Not popularity but your values.
If you say that you are well-known, then let it be because you are good. But if you say that you’re famous coz you have lots of friends, is it because you aren’t true to yourself?

Peace… And please. Stop fighting.
† Kyra †

"I never planned on writing this. But enough is enough. Emotions are meant to be shared. And now… I just did."

Every man’s wish is to find that special someone. They had set their whole life on planning for a wonderous future. A future that they intend to keep. And when they do find the special someone, they intend to keep them too. But… when a long time passes, their special someones leave them… The man sheds his tears in vain. His plan for his future was destroyed. Just because of a simple heartbreak. He then swears to himself that he wouldn’t believe in love anymore. But another special someone came to his heart. She had softened his heart and he learned to love once more. His final chance… His final love.

Have you ever tried to realize this?:

A King should never bow before a Prophet. Why you ask? When the King does bow down, the Prophet shall become a friend. The King would learn to share his riches to the Prophet. If the Prophet asks him to give all his treasures to him, the King would do as told. Upon seeing the riches, the Prophet is tempted. And in the end, the Prophet turns into the King. The King on the mean time, might learn good values and learn of his selfish ways from his past. And from this, the King is the Prophet.

So…

"A King should never bow down before a Prophet. For when he does, the Prophet would become the King and the King a Prophet."

P.s. If you guys think that this is very ‘wrong’, I’m sorry. But that is what I have learned when we were practicing for our mass. We always did wrong… Sins. But the quote above suddenly came to my mind. [And I was thinking of good quotes... Other than this.]

Again, I’m sorry if any of you are offended.

Intro:

No one said that life would be easy. Nor was it anyone who said that we could choose our life. But in the end, life’s road takes us to somewhere or to someone special… It just depends - if we see it in the same way.

Main:

Sitting and waiting… For what? Am I waiting for the next day? Am I waiting for the sun to rise? Or am I waiting for you? I just don’t seem to know.

I now stand on my feet. I start to walk on a straight and narrow path… That leads to somewhere. I just don’t seem to know.

If just sat and waited, would that next day come as I expected? Would that sun rise as I expected? Would you come as expected?

So there. I stood and walked away. But when I did, the next day came along with the sun rise and along with you…

I saw them… The next day, the sun rise and even you. But… You couldn’t seem to see me.

So there, I decided to forget about them. And that’s how I ended up here… Side by side with the darkness.

Lesson:

When you keep on waiting, nothing would come. You just believe in miracles. And when you just keep tired of waiting, you soon move on and try to forget. And then sometimes, the miracles you waited for would come true. But believing that it’s just not enough now, you forget. And now, you are lost in those lies… You regret - everything.

Earlier, I just showed to my friend my true intentions and my point of view in life. My mistake was, I made her very sad.

And now, I’m making this blog just to tell her how sorry I am.

But I really want her to know that my true feelings are very confusing. It’s as if I have no one in the world. For me it’s true. I only have God to talk to - and no one else.

It’s as if He’s the only one who knows me more than anyone. Not even my parents - they’re so distant to me. Just because I make them distant.

So, this ‘Sorry’ is maybe to everyone. Everyone I’ve hurt and pushed away from my heart. I’m terribly sorry.

And especially to my friend. I’m sorry that I’ve hurt you. But I just want you to know that you’re lucky to be happy all the time. Unlike me, I always get myself thinking of life. I don’t have time to enjoy the simple pleasures. I just want you to be happy and be contented with them. You don’t deserve me…

The days of our death are upon us. But still, we are here… Trying to find the solutions and reasons of living. Answers haven’t been made… So, why are we here now?

Here we are; friends. But when the day of tomorrow comes, are we still… "Friends."?

They say that we are here for a purpose. Some say they’ve already achieved it… Some say they haven’t. But still, they say they’d achieved it when their destinies in this world is done.

Just knowing the fact that we all die, scares me. Losing you would be a real pain. When I want to see you, can I? When I want to hear your sweet voice, how can I? Can I still bring back the good times we had without the person that I’ve shared them with?

Just sad to say… You’ve withered from my heart. Dead or alive, you’re gone. You’re no longer a part of me… Nor a single spark in my heart…. Or in my eyes.

I’ve changed for good. You’ll never be able to bring me back to who I was… And death? I can learn to accept it. With or without you…

I can now say I’m no longer with you… You’ve withered… Just a small speck of dust. Nothing more to me… You’re now… Worthless. Just accept that.

This is a gross experience that happened to me earlier at my carpool. And this is ULTIMATELY gross…!

While I was singing, ‘99 bottles of beer in the wall’, my 4th grade carpoolmate drooled over the bottle of water which my fellow sixth grader had.

He yelled, "Ah! Akin na ‘yan ba! Uhaw na ako! (Give me that! I’m thirsty!)"

My fellow sixth grader, (let’s call her) Jan, laughed at him menacingly and shook her head no. He groaned.

A few streets later, my other carpoolmates noticed him drooling. (Unluckily for me, I was sitting right NEXT to him!) I gasped and started to scream and eventually stopped when I felt that it was already tiring.

Others continued to scream though. "AH! DAMAKA MO OY! (EW! FREAK!)" everyone screamed. I didn’t mind everything until…

BLECK! … Someone threw up.

"AH!" someone screamed. We all looked and saw it. A gross substance of food.

Now, I had this experience before, wherein my carpool was thrashed by ’suka’ or the substance that somebody throws up. (I don’t know what it’s called.) But never actually thought that it would happen again.

When that kid threw up (let’s call her Car), her seatmate, which was Jan, also threw up at the sight.

Everyone was now wild of the happenings, including me.

Everyone started to grab their bags. And when I saw this, I did the same. As I opened my bag, I saw 2 bottles of perfume. I quickly opened one with spray and started to spray around.

… Unfortunately, I was too dumb to understand that it made things worse…

Car threw up once more and so did Jan. I really didn’t want to see what happened. I kept covering my mouth and cried (the smell makes anyone’s eyes cry!).

I was backing up from the seat until I stopped when someone was behind me. (Let’s call him Pink (he’s a boy!)) It was Pink. I really hated Pink earlier. And I didn’t want to be near him. But - was there a choice?

I stayed there and yelled, "AW! Sobra na ito! Ayaw ko na! (Aw! This is too much! I don’t want this anymore!)" When suddenly, my hanky fell.

"Eh?" my eyes widened as it followed its path. I saw that it was slowly heading to the puke (eureka! I found the word! PUKE!). When it landed, "WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

My eyes wept even more and the others continued to laugh and cover their mouths. And still, Car and Jan continued to puke. (gross.)

When we crossed a bump, THUMP! … M-My bag fell!

"P-PINK!" I shouted. He was the one that held my bag. He was TO BLAME! He looked at me with fear and I looked at him with tears and anger. "PICK IT UP!"

He did so, with careful hands. But when I saw that it landed on the puke, I shouted, "Bayaan mo na lang muna! Eww! (Just leave it there! Eww!)"

So, that went on until I arrived home.

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