the library

August 28, 2010

        Library is the Kingdom of Knowledge. Most of the things you need to know is found in the library. Well, some students would say that the library is the most boring place in school. Who can blame them? The silence really is so eerie. But what can I say? It is the best place to take a nap during class hours without getting caught by teachers. But make sure the librarian won’t see you. And this is where my love of books intensified.

        Most of the books that ive read talks about mythology and angelology. I decided to go the school library. There were tons of books arranged in every tree size shelves. There were books about witchcraft and other voddo-vodoo things. I went to the mythology section. I pick out the angelology and other books that I cant recall. Thick, big, heavy, dusty books were on my arms. I was so eager to sit down sit I walk quickly. Baaamm!! And now my books are flying. Someone just bumped into me right after I turned to the corner. The librarian was so irritated of the noise. He was already picking up my books when I look down. He piled the books up and insisted on carrying it himself. Well, now I was the one who was glad for the help.

        We shared the same table and read the same book. We have similar taste on what book we like to read. We are so into fictional and myths. As we laugh, the librarian stared at us with her killer eyes. Wahaha!!

        I was off to go when he catch up to me and handed me a hard-bound book. He said it was nice to read and that I can keep it.

        THANKS FOR THE BOOK!

KAIBIGAN

They were right. Expect the unexpected really is a principle that you can believe in.

I was in this old mansion, wearing old baggy clothes with old baggy shoes. There was a tray in my hands and I was walking toward the grand dining room. I set the tray that I was carrying in front of a person which I think was my mater or something like that. He was wearing a military uniform, like those uniforms worn by General or Lieutenant. Maybe he is a General. As I put down the tray, he suddenly grabs my hand and said I have to leave or else something bad will happen to me. I was so astonished. But I refuse him and I didn’t listen to anything he says.

When I was out on the alley on my way back to the mansion, there were people blocking my way. But there was enough light for me to see that they were my friends back home. I was glad to see them. But they started pulling my hand and pushed me to the wall. I was trapped. They were now hurting me, twisting my hand, kicking me on the side. I tried to reason to them, but it was no use. I can taste blood on my mouth already; I cough and spit blood all over the place. My entire body hurts and all I want is to wake up in order for the pain to go away. It did. Only after how many hours of torture in the hands of the people who I thought I trust.

Maybe that was what he meant when he said something bad will happen to me if I won’t leave.

HIDE & SEEK

They say hide and seek is only for kids aging 5-12. But for me, its not. Not if you play it your own way with your own style.

        It was the school’s Foundation Day and all the students are scattered around and visiting booths of different designs. There were balloons and flags of different color that was scattered around. Some of the students are gathered in a circle watching their friends and classmates playing toy cars. While some of my friends and I are on the main entrance of our three-story cafeteria. We were giggling and laughing and talking about boys we are sooo in-to(crushes) and boys we thought were weird(duh...). 

         That was when the game started. There were three boys on the 2^nd floor right above us who were chosen to be the hunter of the day. We can’t really see their faces even though they were on the second floor terrace because we don’t have the guts to take a peek. (What if they see us? how embarrassing!)but we can hear them loud and clear.

Boy 1- he sounds like a politician promoting peace and unity around the         world.^___^(not my type). 

Boy 2- he sounds like Romeo with his voice like a blanket cloaking me inside and out.<3 (totally my type). And lastly,..

 Boy 3- he sounds like a happy-go-lucky boy without a care on the world. But believe me, it was kinda cool @_@(could be my type)

        The host said that they could choose whoever they want to hunt. And once they tag him/her, they could keep them. The game starts in 5..4..3..2…..1 go!!

        My friends and I got excited for whoever the boys decided to go after. And then.. I heard footsteps at our back. When we turn around, we saw them (technically, we saw their back only because they were walking backwards). I got a feeling that it was us their looking for. So, I shouted to my friends to run as fast as they could. We run towards the school’s gym and tried to confuse them. The crowd really did help covering us. We laugh while we run and I can feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins. We twist and turn to every corner we saw until we lost them. We hid under the tables of the chemistry laboratory. We all got so excited and we burst into giggles. The table was no use coz they heard us. I instantly smack my friends but they laugh even more. When the boys opened the door, we run pass through them in a count of three. 1.2..3..!! We all run on separate directions. 

         I was heading towards the 4^th year building and I can feel him following me on my way up. Boy number two was wearing a sky-blue shirt with white pants. (pretty neat!). I saw an open door and went inside, but I was trapped. I turn around and face him. Wow!! It was really him! Now I can see him clearly! A big grin broke from his lips and I smiled back too. Well, I gave up finding that I had no place to run (and because since he was the hunter, then im yours. Forever) he run to me and gave me a heart-warming hug.

        Ok!! Since he found me, well, I guess he could keep me. 

Dear Ex-crush,

           I wrote a poem for my ex-crush way back in my high school days. This was what i felt when i was still a senior high school girl. This is the story on how i got to write this poem:
              
           When i was in my senior years, i would always write something on my phone's notepad whenever we had no class or whenever our teacher was not around. It is a way for me to pass the time or to prevent myself of boredom. So... after maybe i year, when i was scanning my phone, i found this. I'll share with you how i felt because i know some people over there might have the same feeling like mine towards their crush.


         PS. THIS IS ONLY IN THE PAST. I HAVE MOVED ON ALREADY :) 

I hate him when he's there

I miss him when He's not

This feeling I can't bare

'Coz I know he'll break my heart

I tried to forget
But every time we met

My heart goes trembling

I can't stop the beating

I hated him for making me weak 

I loved him for making my heart beat

This kind of feeling is really sick

I felt the ground shake under my feet

dream -5-

       It was a night of freedom. A night of my own needs and happiness. I don’t have to worry about others problems. I don’t have to be disturbed by others. They wont have to seek for me tonight. This is my night. No more annoying people. I'm tired of hearing them all the time. Tired of minding their own problems.

        My heart was filled with sorrow and anger. People keep on bugging me. They keep on asking me questions that I think they already know what the answer is. They keep on calling me, making me do things they cant do. Always relying to me.

It was raining outside. Raining hard. I want to escape from them so badly. I ran through the cold rain. I don’t care if I got sick. I don’t care if I slipped. I don’t care what they say. Let them think what they want to think. All I want to do is to be away from them. Away from all these noise.

 Someone pulled my hand and I turn to face the intruder. Here he was. Understanding portraits his face. He pulled me in his embrace. He held me so tight. Protectively shielding me from harm. My emotions exploded. I cannot hide my feelings anymore. I cried so hard, under the harsh pouring of rain, in his arms.

        “why? Why me? Why cant they deal with it themselves?”

        “its okay. Im here. Your safe. Don’t mind them”

I cried tears as many as the rain drops. He wiped it all away. I know I can always count on him. He always makes me feel so loved and cared. I pushed myself inches from him. And said thank you. Thank you for being here. He smiled and kissed me tenderly.

        We stayed in each others arms for a long period of time under the harsh pouring of the rain.

dream-4-

We’re back again. We were both attending in school and our sit is right next to each other. We ate at the cafeteria together and spend our free time at the student’s lounge. We’re back as the sweetest couple on earth again. At the student’s lounge, we opened our macbooks (soxal!!) and send each other messages. Really funny coz we’re just sitting next to each other. How cheezzy. I send him xoxoxo while he send me some of his composed poems. I love him more now! 

It was really nerve racking and fun coz I had to meet his mother/the school’s dean formally as her son’s one and only girl. Phheeww.. Atleast I made it alive. The dean (uhumm. I mean, my future mom :P) was sweet though. I think she liked me. (well, that’s a plus!!)

      
      Daylight has come. The end of tonight’s dream. See you tonight mr. dreamboy. (I hope)  

JUST A DREAM -3-

        After 3 consecutive nights without him, finally he had returned last night to me. I cant really explain what im feeling right now. Its totally a mixed of emotion kind of thing. Happy-coz hes back, sad - coz somehow it was my fault why he had to leave, surprise- coz I hadn't expected him to come back, and finally Longing- longing to see him again tonight.

       

        We were in a party. Maybe it’s a birthday party, im not so sure. Well, there were many people in the house tonight, people close to our age. An all teens’ party. We were both aware of each other’s presence. We even meet each other’s eyes. I really wanted to hug him right now. To be close to him and to talk to him now that he’s here. But he IGNORED me. I was so confuse of he’s sudden change of treatment towards me. And I don’t want to be the one who keeps following him around. No I wont. Im a girl you know. Boys are the puppies and we’re the masters. Hmmp.. so, I IGNORED him too.      

        

          It was already late in the night and we decided to have a sleep-over party. Gender separation of course. But my friends notice our awkwardness to each other. (me and mr. dreamboy). They thought that we were having a fight coz we stayed out of each other’s way. And they decided to save a room just for the two of us.

        

        All I can say is awkward. We slept on the bed but with a distance of 100 km. from each other. We turn our backs from each other and face to the wall. I really hated what has come between us. I don’t even know what he’s problem is. And at this situation, I must be the one who is angry at him and not the other way around coz he was the one who left me behind.  But I cant take it anymore. So, I took a deep breath and change to a sitting position facing him. I told him we have to settle this thing out. I asked him why does he acts this way. I asked him so many questions which I cant remember now. All he said is that “kaw naman kasi”.

      Okay, so it was my fault now. I really want to argue that but I don’t want to have another fight with him again. Its too hard and painful. So, I apologized to him and told him it will never happen again. And then he grab me and hug me so tightly.