It’s the Season to be Enchanted(Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)

School’s Out, leaves’ filed, weather is colder, the breeze is singin’, and the season is jolly. Now what is a nice way to lavish this joyous season? Receiving gifts and purchasing new stuff would certainly put a smile to ones already happy face but as one song states: “it’s not about the - ka-ching ka-ching, it’s not about the - ba-bling ba-bling”. Just make your world dance, forget about those price tags. Sure, material compliments would deliver joy that would last a year or two but memories would deliver joy for eternity.

Instead of spending this season spending and shopping without really putting enough effort like we used to back in the days, I personally opted into choosing a more interactive way of bonding with the ones I love this festive season. What more can be more exciting and exhilarating than spending time with your family in a theme park where a day spend can bring back the youth of your parents, get the scare out of your siblings, and thrill your pants off having with awesome rides. Of course, there is only one theme park that can be associated with all of these, Enchanted Kingdom at Sta. Rosa, Laguna of course, where if you want to have fun and take half of your life back, a day there is a day well spent.

Though Enchanted Kingdom would be undeniably the most popular theme park in the Philippines, it’s also a double edge sword for them. Being that much popular would bring to many fans onto one location so you could see where I’m going with this right?  An entirely day can be halved and spoiled by just waiting in line for tickets to get in. That was definitely one of the points I deducted from E.K. when considering it the perfect way to spend with my family. But kudos to a friend of mine, like any protagonist would make a comeback when all hope is lost, information that tickets for Enchanted Kingdom are now available on SM malls with SM tickets. Surely though, hearing such news at first could be gibberish and a plain mockery to my gullibility but according to www.smtickets.com, I was able to obtain the information I needed to this new knowledge that I had learned. Enchanted Kingdom Tickets are now really available at SM tickets. Wow, it’s really great that SM tickets now has a lot of partners as they are able to make ticket purchases like this a lot easier and more accessible to consumers. As I inquired on their customer service table on where to transact such deal, they were able to direct me to SM cinemas where the tickets can be purchased minus the hassle of standing in long lines so going to Enchanted Kingdom would just be a breeze since once there, ticket in hand, no time lost, no energy wasted, only hours of dun to dusk. Now, that is really good news to everybody who wants to go to E.K. but hates long lines. Acquisition of tickets through SM ticket will really save you a lot of time and energy for it is fast and more comfortable plus it gives me an idea to purchase some tickets and wrap them up for gifts to my friends where they can enjoy the magic in Enchanted Kingdom with their own family just like me.

And since Enchanted Kingdom is located in such a nice place where in the wind is cool, the air is fresh and the ambiance is relaxing, none of us would be getting fatigued too soon plus with the new way of purchase thanks to SM tickets, I can confidently say that every cent is spent up wisely with E.K. and SM tickets, even after all the rides have been marked by you, the drive home can be a source of more bonding hours or I would just prefer to drive up to Starbucks Tagaytay after and relax with a cup of coffee where the view is overlooking and the ambiance is amazing. Now, Can you now answer what is a nice way to lavish this season? 

ainzley 2011

30 Seconds Just Isn't Enough

"Live for Him, die for Him, for if that is fate, one can't deny", for that is really the reality of life, one second you're full of energy smiling at every young mind you see in the vicinity the next you see yourself smiling beside Him. It may be sad but that  is how life works. One cannot deny the fate which is bestowed upon him.

I remember the time when I first saw this 1963 Volkswagen Beetle in white with the iconic red and blue stripes and the big number fifty-three on its hood and doors which was parked in front of my new school(or rather the back of the school). As a young car enthusiast, I quickly recognized that said car and was amaze at the detail of work and effort put into that car. At that time I had no idea who that car belonged to, but I knew right there and then that the owner of that car had dedication, I thought that its owner was just simply amazing to be able to produce such replica of something so iconic. 

For how that car was an icon to a lot of people, its owner was also an icon to a lot of students in my school. He had a smile like no other, you can;t really tell if it was sarcasm or just pure happiness. He will smile all the up to the end of the class. Even when his angry, you can still definitely see a hint of that grin of his. An expression know throughout the school, Dennis the menace? No, It's Dennis Reyes which coincidentally rhymes which each other. SoCSIT would never be spelled right without that name nor will APC. For only a student, I was not really close to the, may I say foundation of APC-SoCSIT? The father of CSIT to us? or just plain and simple, professor and program director, but like I said he was an icon to the school. Who can ever forget that dreaded initiation of all the freshmen in the SoCSIT department. The 30 seconds of fame(or shame to most of us). It was really every freshmen had to join that event since your grade was on the line but at the end of each shame was a sense of accomplishment, a lesson that would have never been thought in a better way. Maybe for others, that particular initiation was just a plot to make sure there are contestants in that way. But when you really think about it, it is nothing more but to boost your morale as a person and build up your character starting with confidence, a great way to build you up as a future leader. A tradition that must be carried out through the history of the department that he has raised like a child.

He was the first to greet the future computer science and information technology graduates of the school and the last to call their names as they embark on the journey to success. It's just sad that it would never happen again. He encourages students to take what they really want in life that there is nothing wrong in admitting defeat, like what he always says to us, "If you don't like the course, Shift", "If you can't handle the course, Shift" (btw it is pronounced like "Sheeeeffff", haha, although I'm not sure of the exact words but it is something like that). He greet students with a smile every time you she him in the hall or at the parking lot. Who can forget him at the parking lot finishing up a stick of Marlboro. Who didn't see the photo of his younger years on every RAMblings publication or just the one in the lobby of APC. But ultimately, who can really forget him?

The world may have demised Steve Jobs who is arguably the person who had the most impact in technology this last couple of years, also the dead of Dennis Ritchie, the man who may have started it all. But none of them brought me more shocked than the lost of our esteemed program director, Mr. Dennis Reyes. Jobs and Ritchie may have influenced me a lot in terms of their contribution to innovation and technology but Mr. Dennis Reyes influenced my life. He taught me the basics of my career, which path to take on to my career, made my college life difficult through all that defenses we had to go through and some of which he was the panel which proved to be very useful to my career now. He made sure that we were proper and equipped with the right knowledge as we embark to the life in the industry. He gave us hardships that we thought we couldn't overcome. He believed in us that we would succeed. He made us surpass our limitations as a student and go in par with more experience people. He was the influence in all of it. He is one of the four, he is one of the reason why APC is one of the four, He will be always remembered. 

Manilaghia will continue to be part of each "Bug" and "Karmann" we see

Godbless and Prosper in Heaven our esteemed Sir Dennis Reyes

ainzley

2011

Who is She...

Who was she four years ago? A girl in pink with a smile so bright that it lightens the mood of the whole corridor. A girl in pink stripes who passes the hallway with such innocence and giggles. A girl in pink in ponytail who is able to charm everybody to smile with her as she brings a whole new ambiance to a dull and lonely box. Where was she four years ago? Who can forget the boy standing alone in the middle of the lobby who looks like he's just waiting for tomorrow to come. Who can forget the girl who, without hesitance or whatsoever, approached this boy. Who can forget how friendly that girl is that she was able to bring smile and a whole new outlook to that boy. How was she four years ago? Naive and innocence, which makes her humorous. Charming and beautiful, what makes her attractive. Soft and kind, which makes her adorable. Simple and wonderful, what makes her appealing. Angelic and holy which makes her a gift from God.

Who is she now? That girl in pink is the epiphany of beauty. She is what represents the beauty of God's work whether it be her looks, her characteristics, or just her attitude. We say that nobody is perfect and there I would agree with anyone as much as the next guy but who really need perfection anyways? Especially if you have already met her. "Certain flaws are necessary for the whole.  It would seem strange if old friends lacked certain quirks". She may not be perfect but she is the epiphany of completeness.   She being she is what makes her she. The way she moves the path of worship, the way she giggles, the way she laughs at the most littlest things we find amusing, the way she doesn't get jokes and still laughs at them, the way she makes jokes and only she laughs at them, the way she is beautiful in every way you can imagine. the way she loves God, the way she loves her family, the way she loves her friends, the way that whatever that is it that she does, it's according to what she believes in. Qualities that is able to make her complete as she is. She is the balance of perfection. 

That faithful day that girl in yellow approached that boy to offer friendship to the day that marks this girl's arrival to the world as we see it now for her to be the instrument who blesses people with not only His words but also by being an example by His teachings. Four years ago was a miracle to me. And now, it seems the clock has never stopped moving forward. She is the epiphany of today. She is...

ainzley

2011 

Slow Down

"A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousand of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats average $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of an social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?"

Slow Down, We move to fast. This is an article I was able to come across with that made a lit of sense. It is true that the most beautiful things are taken for granted at "ordinary times", which is another term for like "always". Making a renowned musician like Joshua Bell play in a place that you wouldn't imagine him to play at is proof of this.

People couldn't appreciate true beauty unless it slaps them in the face with a scepter. Sure, people would applaud Joshua Bell's music if he had been properly introduced or had played where it was more suited to the occasion. Most would even give him a standing ovation and would pay so much just to hear him play. But without proper introductions, an unconventional setting, and ordinary attire? he just became another hobo who is playing for a few change without people even listening to what beauty he in store for everybody. Beauty has become to much of a perfection to all where you can only spot it if given a correct parameters and what's worse is that beauty has became a trend rather than a quality which makes one manifest deep satisfaction. People see beauty nowadays as what's hot, what's the trend. "You find koreans awesome, i find them awesome too just like all other people", why is that? koreans have always been koreans since then, what made you love them now and not then? Did they evolve into a higher race of beauty than before? Just doesn't make sense, koreans have always been beautiful people but why are you realizing it now? Is it possible it's because others have found them beautiful and you got into the stream? Then, us people have lost grasp of self-realization.

Imagine a beautiful rose in the middle of a mall where thousands of people pass by. No one will notice it at first but after one person stops to admire it, the next person will stop to wonder what the first person is looking at, then see the rose. Then the next person will do the same until everybody is doing the same thing. Only a few will look at that rose and appreciate its beauty for what it is and most will only see that rose for they saw others admiring something they have no idea of.

Slow down, We move to fast. We take too much for granted, learn to see beauty which is always in front of you.

Look at the mirror and learn to appreciate beauty....the beauty of God's creation that is you :)

ainzley
2011

The Sky

"The stars light up the sky", "The stars are nothing without the sky", "The sky is empty without the stars". A few exchange  to mention of the relationship between the sky and stars upon the 88 white lights gazing among the sea as the wind blows with comfort.

That "sky" is really such a vague entity for it encompasses such a wide region of definitions. Defining it seems to be an impossibility for there is really no clear definition to it. For it is difficult to define but it is easy to describe. The sky I am talking about surpasses all the sweetest things in the world combined for its sweetness is the reason for why living brings pleasure. The sky brings pure beauty to anyone to dares to take his eyes on it for nothing in the world could ever be more stunning.

For the "star" is the entity that is always there for the sky, there is nothing more that can made the stars dim than the sadness of the sky. That sadness clogs up the sky and brings darkness into the them. There is nothing more hateful than seeing that sadness unfold in such a beautiful night.

Knowing you for such a short period of time has been ecstatic, although we haven't really clicked on a lot of things, we are still here. For so many nights we had laughed and bonded, several we talked and chatted, all those nights were exalted. For this would probably be the last night we could talk and chatter, the tears drippin' down your face is sure a sight of heartbreak. The sorrow that you feel is anguish into my heart for I can't do anything more but listen to what your emotions has to bring. For you have said you hate seeing me down and melancholic 'cause it brings you hatred to whomever is the reason for it even if it is yourself, that you would hate yourself that. I'll return that favor back to you for it is how I also feel. Bringing tears to the person who is the sky is surely a hateful thing to do for the tears I saw that night wasn't just the tears of sorrow but also the tears of disappointment for even I didn't think it was possible for this things to happen. The star doesn't want the sky to continue on like this. If only I can do anything to simplify this complication. For all the things you wanted was simple and be left as you were, getting to know you must've been a great  opportunity for me to meet the sweetest thing in the whole world but consequently for you, meeting me has brought you a dilemma of some sort. I apologize for everything that has made you bleak for parts of it must have me involved directly or indirectly. I feel the sadness you feel. I empathize with whats happening. I hate this situation that you got into. I hate myself for making a path for you to embark onto this stupid road. Sorry for the complications that have been brought down to your world for the quiet and peaceful life you were living before you met me was the ideal environment for you but now you have been brought into the mix tape of entanglement with that world of yours into our world.

If I am only here to you as you watch suffer, I will let you down. For I will never leave you, I won't ever let you down.

ainzley
2011

A Short Thought

why are people so subtle? why can't they just open up what they want to say, why does it have to be crooked instead of going straight to it? Sometimes it just feels that it is so stupid. It is really difficult to get what people are thinking. Why can't just they answer straight to the point? hmmmm.... Ask what they want to say. Fire away, that is life.

Buck of Star

It's been a while since I have written an entry for my blog, I remember when I was starting this blog. It was mostly inspired by the new girl I met unexpectedly under rare circumstances. She was the one who was able to make me write things I would have never imagined that would cross my mind. And now, a month has past since my last entry. You could say I have became uninspired to write anything in this blog. Well, that is partly true aside from the fact that I am just too busy. The reason for this entry? She, she was to inspire me again with a simple but sweet gesture so it would be just fair if I write about her.

Midway of January when I first saw her, she was wearing a blue and black that time. A fairly shy personality could be distinguished right away on seeing her. With her soft voice I replied to a simple answer she asked. Beautiful? yes she was, and she was able to get attention. She was never really the type that I thought i would get along, so I thought. For me, I expected that she will be just one of the classmates I will have during my last term in college, one who I would just get to talked to during class hours and with class related works. Never would have I expected her to be the one girl on which will make my senior year ecstatic. Until that time that i received a text and call from her. Shocked? it's a given fact, but never did I see nor perceived that she will be one of the sweetest girls out there. Her soothing personality gives you giggles as you talk to her, her cute little expression as you make fun of her, her smile whenever she see the cute boy she admires and her sweet thoughts that she makes into reality compliments the soul. Though all the things that I like she seems to hate, there is really no common denominator between us. She hates all the things I love, Ironic isn't it? Never did i meet anybody who had a opposite personality with me. It just seems that we wouldn't get along at all for we don't share anything that would interest us in any means. It may just be that opposite attracts. She is a puzzle, I could never really understand some things about her but that what makes it all fun. Getting to see what is really in the picture amazes me when I get to solve that puzzle. Her sweetness is unexpected but that's what makes it more special.

For all the things that i don't get about her, I see pleasure and for all the thing that she hates, I seem to like them. Does opposites really get along? :)

ainzley
2011

Breaking the Smile

A night of sheer excitement, joy for the most part, shock to almost everything that we witnessed, and enthusiasm for it is the time to unwind from the stressful part of life. Almost as it seems that it is the perfect night to be happy and all but it really isn't.

For the night needs to be rearranged, conflicts have to be resolved, things can't stay the same. As hopeful as I have made you feel for the day, I let you down. For I thought that we'd be together, I left you hanging. For I broke that sweet smile of yours, I am sorry, I didn't mean to hurt that special girl. I know its my neglect that made that smile fall away to the weight of the heavy world. For all the things you thought didn't work as the way you planned it to be. Sincere apologies may never be enough for it is nothing but mere words, for me writing my thoughts as into this blog means nonsense as these are nothing but mere words. Every word written in this entry is not as thought up in anyway as you may think. This is the moment wherein I'm in a trance, wherein I let what I feel do the writing. Every letter in the words that compose the paragraphs of this blog asks for an apology of such sincerity.

As I am immobilized by the thought of you, paralyzed by the sight of you, hypnotized by the words you say, I am crushed by the hate you bring. Strangely as I contradict myself in some way, it is never hard to stay with  you for everyday is nothing for I don't mind to do. Deserting such fair maiden is not in my intention in anyway but the fact still remains it had been done intentionally or not, I must be in fault. For you have gone so far away, neither my words nor my calls can reach you anymore, you have become the maiden that I can't find. Maybe the chance to find you right now is impossible but nothing remains the same forever so I'll seek for any place you may have lock yourself into. Tomorrow or not, that smile of pure sweetness will appear like those dimples on your cheeks show whenever you are happy. The broken smile that I have created is a crime committed in the highest felony and for that I owe you big time and I plan to pay for it just to fix that elegance of yours.

ainzley
2011

She looks great on Pink

In a endless, silent, whisper of the same old things over and over again, it is inevitable to feel dull in those things. The archaic feel is just to familiar to bear so in the end, it feels like nothing ever change. But in a small instance, everything can bloom as beautiful as a flower.

Black, white, gray and green. The usual colors in which she walks around by. Dismal as it may seems, but wearing this shade of flat colors may be to tiresome to look at, especially if that's your usual color. Not to be offensive and all, I do like those colors too as much as the next guy but it just seems bleak in a way, together with that expression of yours[straight face]. Although, it may not bring out your elegance in a obvious way, it only shows that you are beautiful with subtilty and sophistication. For the beauty that you already have is stunning to most people, seeing you for the first time in a flourish of something so radiant is truly a gift. Bewildered by the sight of you in a shade I have never seen you in before, the brilliance of your charm together with that color of perfection on you truly bring your loveliness. For when I saw you, I was astonished. For when I saw you, I can glance for you till the dawn of time. For when I saw you, I couldn't take my eyes if you. For when I saw you, I saw the most beautiful thing that day. For when I saw you, I was left speechless for I can't even utter a single word to you for the beauty that you beholded in which left me in amazement. Truly, I wanted to see your smile that day for that it would bring the outmost perfection. Your luminous smile and radiant charm would be absolutely magnificent, but to all great things must come to an end. I never really saw that smile of yours that day. To you who left me breathless that day, and to me will definitely be waiting to see you shine like that again someday. Keep it up.

ainzley
2011

Please Don't Stop this Music

Have you ever heard a song that you liked so much that you played it over and over again without  getting tired of it? It just seems that you don't want it to end, that you just want that chorus to embed into your mind. Seeing that its pleasurable in so much ways. We all want that endless music to befall onto us.

Just let that music play, for it has brought me so much ecstasy. Just keep that music playing, for your enchantment entices me to keep on listening. Just continue to fill that music, for I can't stop being captivated by it as more as it may be the paramour of me. Just don't stop that music, for heavens and earth may clash, but the sanctity of the exuberance I get every time I spend with you is pure lavishness that unrestrains me of every shackle that is holding me back. Just hold on to the music, as every note I hear is pure beauty of the elegance you bring into that melody. Just hear the music, as for your every word is the chorus that I want to hear as I close my eyes and listen to the soothing delight of your expressions, as for it takes me and my breath away to the world in which is nothing but paradise. This music is more soothing that jazz, more relaxing than acoustic, more exhilarating than rock, more passionate than mellow, sweeter than any love song. Just keep on rocking into it, as we can escape with the music as we are hand in hand in this melody for you have already taken my breath away.  Continue to sing this music, for you are the one who created this melody in which I can't get enough if, in which I can only hear and imagine in every task I partake in. Strawberries and cream, the sweetness that you bring. Lavender and such, makes you extremely special in so much. I just can hear you in every sound, see you in every sight, feel you in every touch, and as in every way, you come into sense and bring forth your fairness. Each sight isn't enough, each stare is a way to the heavens, each gaze is as bright as the stars, each look is as fresh as the meadows, each glimpse is a peek of something beautiful, each glance of you is all I need to complete my day.

ainzley
2011

Lucky Hearts

Roses are red, violets are blue, for the time that is spent, is nothing but joy with you. The day of the hearts, roses are bloomed, chocolates are sweet, love is spread, souls looking for its mate. Valentines day is now, for everybody is with their significant other, physically or emotionally. Seeing things as it is, nothing compares to what you bring. Roses are expensive, they wither in a couple of days, chocolates are deadly, they'll stab you in a couple of years, cakes are more of the same, they'll fill your system with sweets, but time is precious, memories will always remain as it is as pure as gold. Whiter than the clouds, you signify purity with your smile. Brighter than the sun, you bring smiles with your laugh, as beautiful as the moonlight, you bring light to everything around. Like a cute little kid swaying at a mirror, you look adorable with those dimples naturally showing. To cut this short and straight, boom boom boom, the time that is spent is nothing but joy with you, it seems madness to pretend, not to see the apple of the clue, as the sweets triple in intent, all is nothing if it is not with you. Happy hearts as you were the very first to greet at the very last I saw.

style from the heart

ainzley
2011

011211 - MK833429

It is dated 2009, colored in yellow, worth kinda much, fairly new and is serialized with the code "MK833429". Every one of this papers is unique in their own way. Not only because of the serial numbers they possessed but also with the hands that touch them. Bills in which sustains our daily needs in different denominations. Everyone of them is embedded with security features in which is highly inconspicuous to the untrained eye. It is not known to others about the how each line is made in a highly detailed manner in which can be compared to a foot print, a foot print that can't be copied in anyway. Imagine, a foot print in the sand of the beach. No matter how careful or how precise one may want to step on it without leaving a mark of his own foot on it, there will be an alteration on the original print, that is how unique this bills are. Even with that, those are not what separate each bill from one another, what really is particular about them are the memories that is linked with them. Each one may have  story in them that can't be copied by anyone else. One may have been the fruit of one man's hard work, another can be the symbol of generosity, and also can be one person's stroke of luck. In my case, it is the thing of beauty and friendship. This bill of paper that I got my hands on has the story in which that led me to smile even with the littlest things. Enticingly pretty, she can snap you out of your concentration in only with her presence. Amazingly sweet, she can allure you to be captivated by delightful character. Graciously cute, her soft voice and innocent appeal charms one to be bewitched by her  mesmerizing touch. Adorably Enchanting, one can completely fall over infatuation with her lovely spirit. Although one may not really see how memories and emotions can fill an inanimate object to hold them. It is perhaps up to the receiver to decode this feelings and understand them. Like memories, one has to hold on to this object in order to sustain that memory if it holds any importance to him either in its story or the person who he received it from. However though, all tangible objects can't be forever sustained even though "forever" is such an indefinite word. To be able to hold it long enough and be one with that emotion will guarantee one to forever place that person in the hearts of one even when the time comes that he has to let go and make someone else write their story in that paper bill.

January 12, 2011 :)

ainzley
2011

Parallelism

Do you believe in parallel worlds? Wherein two people may never meet even though they are in the same vicinity at the same time. The concept of parallel worlds lives inside what we call "multiverse" wherein several universe exists. Alternate realities in which each one of them may or may not contain the same composition of people, things, and situations. This concept also opens up the idea of having another self in that parallel world wherein this "self" maybe exactly the opposite of you in "your" world. Although this concept is too absurd for a lot too believed that it is deemed  fiction in almost all resources you may find. Grasping the reality that this parallel worlds exist may be a bit too crazy but it still exist in our world, atleast not literally.

As it states, two people may never meet even though they are in the same place at the same time. It is in fact possible for this to happen as it has happened to me not once but twice with the same person. This said person that I am talking about was in fact in the same school I was in during my elementary days, batchmates to be exact. Six years in one campus and yet, I never saw her once or atleast I don't remember cause she looks totally different from then to now for sure. Well, I may have studied at a rather large school back then with the campus and all. Now, that I'm in college with only a single building with 12 floors as our campus, if you don't include the parking lot, she is yet again my batchmate. With a smaller area to not see each other, still, no contact from one another. Funny, 10years of being in the same place with common acquaintances and yet never even once do I have the memory of her or she of me. Not even once of crossing paths with such a small place to hide from one another. And we believe that we have a small world wherein everybody will be sooner or later be connected to somebody in one way or another but then, it is times like this that the world becomes so big that two people never really meet even though they walk the same walk. But eventually this parallel line will take a turn for fate and let this worlds meet.

You never really realized that this parallelisms are happening but only with time will it reveal itself that parallel worlds to exist. Well, not literally but your world and the world of another person travels the path exactly parallel to each other until those lines must change direction and thus letting them meet in a certain timespace. Like what she said to me, "At first you won't notice but once you get the idea, you'll notice it a lot more than usual".

ainzley
2011

Gratitude for your Gratitude

Though electronic transmission of words is not as special as words being exchanged together face-to-face, still, it will bring emotion to each letter or word you read one after another. A dear friend of mine uttered this word to me, "u have no idea kung gano ko naappreciate yun ginawa mo para sakin,at kung pano mo ako sobrang napapasaya.. ------- dear, thank you sobra!!! thank you talaga". Those words of gratification will make anybody smile and delighted.  It must be one of the best sensations one may feel after an effort or not.

I never really intended to make her cry in anyway whatsoever but with that, i succeeded in doing so. "I write to make you smile, not to make you cry". As much as I hate it when anyone would make her is cry or melancholic, I was the one who gave her the tears I didn't want to see. But Ironically, those tears were from the joy she felt when she had read my thoughts on her. The paradox of it was that I went out of my reference where "I wrote to make you cry and smile", totally killing what my purpose of writing of making you smile and not cry. She is considered to be my friend whom I love with a lot of heart. Seeing her smile and giggles throughout the day transcends some kind of good aura to me in which makes me smile as well. Though in the times of her despair, there's really nothing I can say or do to detach that darkness in her. I can only be by her side and and keep holding unto her for that she would not fall.

Dedicating one of my blogs to her was actually surprising for me as well for the reason I never really meant it to be right that. She just happened to fly by my mind at the right time in which yielded onto one great write-up. "Write with your heart, not with your hand", for one may be able to pour what he really feels into his words and transmit those emotions back to the readers of the write-up.

Again, my words aren't colorful enough compared to the radiance you bring around you not is it as beautiful as you are inside and out. I can only say "thank you" in the simplest way I can for that you are also so simple in every aspect yet so complex I can think about you all day long. You are simply everything that an angel may be. May your wings bring a lot more of that smile of yours to others.

ainzley
2011

Discernment in Subtilty

Extraordinary, defined as beyond what is normal or simple above ordinary. A term used to coin anything with something too much like "superman is extraordinary" or "that girl is extraordinarily beautiful" and things like that. Extraordinary, being more than normal is a compliment to anybody but have you ever thought that the word extraordinary has the same meaning as abnormal? Abnormal bears the meaning of something not typical or normal. The definition of extraordinary which is "beyond normal" falls under the definition of abnormal which is "not normal" like a rock. So being abnormal can be a compliment as much as being extraordinary can be an insult. Extraordinary can be quantified with the two words it has been composed of, "Extra" and "Ordinary". Extraordinary can also mean as nothing but something being more ordinary, not "more than ordinary" which is something above ordinary, but "more ordinary" meaning just more ordinary which is no different from being just ordinary at all.

That is just the puzzle with life. You can give a lot of things a lot of meaning according to your own perspective. Anything has a secret from within. The key to opening up that secret from the chest on which it is buried onto is up to you on how you will look unto it and see it beyond the words that it hides with. Understanding is the key to implications, getting deep to the implied is more than observation. Everything is implied to anything, the subtilty of it makes it more interesting to detect what lies beneath it. Everything can be implied but implication doesn't sell that is why a lot of things are made as obvious as possible to people just to sell. For example, there are so much ways to imply that something sexual has happened to the protagonists in a movie which they do in the early days. But nowadays it seems that writers and directors say it is essential to have those kind of scenes in their movies because of it is a part of the plot. Those are parts of the movies that can be made implied but instead is still shown for it sells to the people at a monetary value and they still say it is for art's sake. It is just the liberation of time for it art is not the change of time. Art doesn't need to be obvious and be there as for it will gain monetary value. The beauty of it can be seen by different people in different perspectives which gives its subtilty the essence of it. Something so beautiful can't be seen by everybody nor can be recognized by anybody, but can only be seen as for who understands what that beauty is made of and avert their sight of perception to the obvious beauty it shows at first glance for it is not the essence of it but how it will be interpreted by understanding that person or thing.

ainzley
2011

Bliss of Euphoria

"When you see the tassels, you will remember and obey all the commands of the LORD instead of following your own desires and defiling yourselves, as you are prone to do." quoted by a very good friend of mine from Numbers 15:39. A very biblical answer to my problems and hardships at that time. In the midst of despair she was one who had the care to give me courage to keep on standing. One to be able to talk to and share the bitterness from within me without any complaint nor judgement. One who was there when I was most alone and had no one to turn to except God and work. This pulchritudinous lady is somewhat a very good friend of mine as I stated at the beginning of this write-up. Alluring and ravishing, she was the first friend I made in college. As quiet as I am where I never really talk to anyone I don't know nor made eye contact with them, I may just be a snob of some sort but she was bold enough to come to me and ask that we become friends. Maybe there is that certain charm of her that will made you feel light and blessed or she is just in fact, a great deal of beauty who dazzles everyone around her with such angelic feel. As I said she was the first friend I made in college and because of her that circle has grown, she has continued to be there even though I sort of cut-off our friendship for not being wise enough, she had been and has continued to be a good friend even though we don't really talk about anything special, she may be the wonder of friendship. Attractive isn't a term to describe her, she attracts people, a lot of them are boys, like bees in the sweet scent of a flower looking for nectar. Everywhere she goes she knows someone that is probably the essence of her popularity. Attractive and enticing but that is not her biggest asset but is her devotion to God. Everything she does is purpose of God. For she may resemble an angel, she is still human who is far from perfect. She is ignorant in a lot of ways that makes her hysterically amusing at times, a peculiar sense of humor in which is adorably cute when she laughs and kind of annoying when she laughs at loud[kidding there]. She acts the way she looks, like a child who finds everything in the world nice and good. She is able to find the good in people and able to touch the hearts of those who are deprived with her presence and words from God. She is not an angel but she can definitely qualify as one.

ainzley

2011 

Those Days :|

Have you ever had such a dull day before? A day full of nothing. It's like a silent movie with no color, no story, no conflict, and no climax, just a boring old movie. If you were one of the emoticons for a day, you would be the one with the straight face :|. Just absolutely boring, just simply plain. It must be inevitable to us people to experience on of those days one way or the other. There's is nothing really special about it, you're not even sad or anything. You just feel that you are naturally uninspired and is not in the mood to even give out a single smile. Those are really one of those days. Perhaps the reason behind that is because you just found the day it self as stale and you did nothing to even spice it up. Imagine waking up just before afternoon then listening to four hours worth of lecture, by the way that is only one class, then ending that lecture with a ton of assignments. Yeah, naturally one would feel depressed seeing that he has to go home just to stay up late and finish those assignments then start the day over again with more in store. You can probably call it "What the Heck day!". That kind of day will leave some kind of a weight once you near the end of it which is probably the most frustrating thing about it. It just wouldn't leave you alone and attached itself on to you and it is up to you if you can get rid of it on the next day. But luckily, one may be saved from this agony. That is with the help of a certain someone who would suprisingly talk to you out of nowhere  in which you may find climatic. You'll squeeze every bit of your time just to grant her modest request and be of good service to her. It can probably make your day worthwhile after all. Just hearing her soft voice will wanna make you smile and get inspired to continue on to your work. And for that I say thanks, and for that I am smling :) .

ainzley
2011

Tangled

I saw the trailer for this movie about October or November last year, Imagine that it has already been 3 months since I saw this but it will only be showing now on selected cinemas. The actual date of the showing for this movie was actually January 24, 2011. I really hate it when I have to wait so many months just to watch a movie and then sometimes I forgot about it. Even though it is already downloadable in some sites I would still prefer to watch it at the theatres, preferably in 3D. It is just one of those movies I have to watch in the movie house and not on my computer. What movie is this you ask? It is some kind of a parody of the famous Rapunzel fairy tale, still by Disney but it had added comedic scenes in it and may I say some what really entertaining and cute. It is entitled "Tangled". I can't really comment on it yet but I must say that I'm really looking forward to see it soon if I can. Hope fully I can. Anyways, who would also like to watch it? It's is really funny and cute. Come on, let's watch this. :D

By the way, she talked to me today and I saw her sweet face and lovely voice again. Even though it was only in a few seconds and not that we really had something to talk about since she was interested in something else, it totally made my day good.  You could say I got the scent of sweet sensation even for a couple of seconds. 

ainzley

2011 

Scent of Sweet Sensation

Never has been there a smell so sweet to the nose that it brings joy to whoever smells it. It tingles the mind and body into submission. A scent of sweet sensation as I call it.  No one can really tell what exactly this formulation is or what define what the scent is but for those who has the perception of ghost can tell whether or not this fragrance is around. Nothing can compare to this fragrance that is drifting around the the atmosphere in silence.  Perhaps that this is really in non-existent form to some but what do really exists? How can you be sure that the world you move on is reality or not. How can you feel that you are really one in this world and not in a dream. Smell the fragrance, see the beauty, hear the melody, taste the sweetness, feel the sensation. It does not matter whether or not you are dreaming, what matters is that you are able to be know what you feeling. You can tell yourself apart from others. Like any perfume, you can only distinguish yourself from the aroma you spread around you. Some may be too strong, some maybe too mild, some may be just right and some may be just sweet. It can vary to any people who smells it. It is not only unique to the owner but the scent too is unique to the one who smells it and each one smells differently from the others and from there you may find the one who you think has the sweet sensation you are looking for

ainzley
2011

Definition of "I"

Being confined into one area isn’t really his style, he likes to believe that he is purposely driven into the things he’s end up into doing. Cars are his passion and computers have become his close friend. Going easy on a lot of things really is a phrase for him but once he takes curiosity on one thing, he would probably pursue it until it dissipates. Pressure is one thing that he hates. He will get asphyxiated by it. His fixation on some things leads him to the road with no bounds. He is in pursuit of becoming a success in what he has entered into and he has no reason to remain confined within those fences. Decision is what life is, it is a tree that branches out every time a person makes one. It goes in a never ending loop maybe that is why it defines life. He does not hate life but he hates what defines it, making decision is the thing he avoids most. He often gets away with it by letting somebody else decide though that itself is a form of decision as well. Indecisive may coin the term for him but he is just a fearful person. Regrets make him weak, he hates regrets that it goes hand in hand with his indecisiveness. To make the wrong choice. To say the right thing means that you have to let go. To be able to back out means that you have the strength to move forward. Progress is the initiative of some. In honor is for some. But for him, it's regret. To be able to face that wrong move of his and take on both paths is him initiative although it is sometimes silly to walk both ways of the road. Often he tries to do both things just for nothing or no one be feeling let down. He is a man of his words, he will be there for you. He is a puzzle.

Just remembered that a certain someone also requested this and I never seemed to have complied.

ainzley
2011

Everyday and All Day

Cherishing the past, treasuring the moments, appreciating the time, and missing that person. One can really never feel those things until the time that everything just simply vanishes or plainly, just depreciating the feeling one has had. Overstatement is the same as understatement. Being too weak is the same as being too strong. Silence is the same as clamor. Ironically, Different things means the same in a perceptive context. Meaning one can be there at all times and not notice while one can vanish and be looked for, that is how the story goes. After a few days of being beside each other, a sudden bolt of lightning struck the chain that is keeping them in one colloquium. He suddenly has to decide to take an opportunity or stay behind. Naturally, he would just go for that opportunity without hesitation but it got a little more complicated than that. He had to leave her behind because of the difference in schedules. For the short time that they had known each other and sat together, he couldn't imagine being anywhere else. For the first time after his world stopped right before his eyes, this girl was able to make it move again. "Hold on to those who makes you happy" but she doesn't just make him happy but rather she makes him smile with joy, grin in sulk, and light in loneliness. She was able to remove the heaviness he was carrying around him since that faithful day. She was the one who means to him a lot more than anybody thinks. Maybe she was just the one who made him realized that the door had close opened another one just in front of him. Never did he want to depart from the happiness that she had brought to him even if it was by surprise. Insanely enough though, he chose to walk the path away from her by taking the opportunity that has befallen upon him. A regrettable choice he knows for he will not be seeing, talking, or passing notes to this girl again. It will only just in occasions if those times may come. A risk he has taken and he believe he was ready to take. And yet, he misses her a lot, walking the halls expecting to hear her voice, peering by the Fenestella in case, and writing much and much just to continue making her smile. Even though what happens, he wants to continue this story on with her. She has given him the revelation of what Epiphany really is.

for this will never wither

ainzley

2011 

Though I can't fly

"While she looks so sad lonely there, I absolutely love her". A pretty face that she hid from the world that I absolutely love when she smiles. Honestly, I'm just so damn tired right now to be blogging. My mind isn't even working right now, physically tired from walking and carrying my laptop all day long and mentally tired by sitting in class for a lot of hours. But as the first line in this entry suggests, this is meant to someone who is in need of a little comfort. Everyday went normal as any other except for the first time we had to face our messed up and "thought up" schedule which was 12 hours in school with 3 and 2 hours breaks in the middle respectively. Stupidly, our schedule had wrong times in them so we ended up not attending 1 of them. But that is not what made my day a little more down than usual. Around the end of the class, I got the knowledge of a friend being deprived of her desires. In the moment of squander, the substance that would bring her smiles which can be seen form miles away had to be relinquish in just a moment of disregard. Feeling pity would be just an insult to injury at the moment and feeling sympathetic would be like just not caring at all. This fair damsel in distress would needs empathy, someone who can understand what it feels like to be in the shoe of that scenario. To understand her and be there for what is needed to be in place of to soften the blow of the sudden crisis that has befallen her. To talk to talk as we stand back to back in the moment that we see eye to eye for us to ease from heart to heart.

Fair damsel, for thy had been deprived by the sacred entity which would shout delight of expressions in thou visage. Disguising that sweet smile of yours with the cloak of anguish and distress would be meaningless. It would bring more depression to the world as for no one can ever see such pretty face in your times of bleakness. "While she looks so sad lonely there, I absolutely love her...." especially when she smiles. I yearn to extend thy hands to eliminate such sadness in your heart and bring that smile which captivates anyone even those who are in the ends of the world. A little essence of sweet scent which is synonymous to your personality may come in handy for the healing of the great tragedy. Though being deprived of this desire may pull you down, never look down. Remember to see the up in down, the right in wrong, the light in dark and always look for the hand that will pull you through. Have in a little more faith, you'll never be out of something. You'll almost have those you can put your faith in and you'll always have that pretty face that will let that sunset become the sunrise.

If I am only here to watch you as you suffer, I will let you down.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aTdOUHLr5I4

Absolutely - Nine Days[always liked that song but the music video is another thing though]

ainzley

2011

System.out.println("Hello Java");

Programming in Java or learning its concept for four hours straight can really be tiring yet fulfilling. That what has been the day for us in our class today as part of our Java training. from 12noon up to 4pm, nothing but Java was discussed. The funny thing is that for lunch, we ate at Reyes' Barbeque. Guess what we ate? Java rice. This is really a Java day for us but tomorrow would be worst. The schedule we have for tomorrow is from 730 in the morning

Hello Nats programming

 to 745  in the evening, more than 12 hours at school. We came to school with no sun and we leave school with no sun as well. It is like the 24hours Le Mans. Gotta have some hatin' for the ones you had put in this predicament. But, can we really do anything about it? hmmm, thoughts and emotions may come flying by when put in a situation when you don't know what to do and you are pressured to made a decision right away. Got to hate that feeling since you will not know what to regret in the end. Will you regret grabbing the opportunity or not grabbing it at all. A bit of a double edge sword cause the probability of failing the subject rises when you grab the opportunity and time is at stake. Having time for yourself may get difficult because of the hours rendered in Java training.

Let's look up the upside of it. It serves as a refresher for those  times that I haven't been listening in the lectures of Java in my earlier years in college. Got a bit of the feel of Java too and decided to have a little fun with the "Hello World". Just got a thought of it because I'm gonna miss seeing her and hearing her soft voice since we are not classmates anymore. Supposedly, I would see her tomorrow but I guess it wouldn't be possible anymore. Who wouldn't have thought just when I finally made friends with her and gotten used to talking to her even though I just really never noticed her until now will come to an end so fast. Less than a week of fun has ended for me. The door that path that had opened has taken a separate route to what I have anticipated and that what makes it so sad. I am left speechless to what had demised, I want to return to that class again but then again, I want to take this training too. Choices are really often so difficult that is why I hate making choices. They make me feel uneasy and all but what can we do but face the consequences of the decisions we made, stand up to it, never back out stay strong and learn to compensate to what you did not choose it other means.

ainzley
2011

Inspiration

Shimmering smiles, glistening eyes, sparkling expressions illuminate you all above others. Shining so radiant that I could pick you off as a needle in a haystack. It has been a week since I started this blog with a mindset that this will be helping me clear my mind and get off that heaviness I have inside of me for the longest time. It has been quite a success for me since I did achieve the goal I was seeking for. But in time, it became more than just a meditation for me, it has evolve into a hobby. As I have known, I had never really liked writing. As a matter of fact, I did have a subject of technical writing when I was in high school and I couldn't even remember the jargons that was thought to us that time. I was also in journalism class then for two years and yet, my articles never seemed to have gotten publish in the school paper. I have no idea how to write, no formal training or whatsoever, I just write freely with my thoughts and in some magical way it becomes as colorful as a rainbow to others. Even I know that i don't follow the standards in writing that's why i have no confidence in mine. One cannot really write something good without first creating a draft. I learned that in writing class and somehow, I never really practiced that. My writing may look colorful but it is far from perfect, a lot of grammatical errors maybe seen throughout the article that would may look invisible in first glance but shouts out wrongness in every single way. Even the article I wrote for the RAMpage is something I am not sure of but still I'm proud of because for the first time, my writing finally got published in a school paper though I am not sure if another will be included again. Hopefully it can so the person who inspired me to do this may read an article of mine in the school paper.

A lot of my blog is dedicated to that person, i don't know why, i don't know if she even knows it, but i know she's reading this. For you that inspired me to write beyond my capabilities as a writer, you will forever be part of every article i make, every blog, every paragraph, each word, each letter has your name written on it as the one who believed in my writing. Writing is a way for me to speak to you. I am not a very vocal person to begin with anyways, I often say the meanest things or unflattering thoughts. But I am very lenient in my writing, straight-forward, and expressive. I can only tell you this things in writing for the reason I can cherish every word I tell you, I can record every letter i write about you and I can tell let the world read what I write about you. If only I can write in the skies at night with the stars as my pen and your thoughts as my ink. You are the the sunlight and the moonlight in the night sky I gaze upon each night just to see something so beautiful and light. For my inspiration of this piece, although I am good with letters but i'm horrible in words, I can only speak to you straight using writing as my best weapon. For I experience the hurt of the heart, you were a part of the medicine that is healing it through. I will give you my best regard in everything you do and stand by your side if you need me to pull you through, for you deserve the best in life, with beauty and kindness sharp as a knife. For I would never give you any doubt 'coz for you are really something inside and out. Never stop smiling because you always brighten the world of those who are lucky enough to see it.

ainzley

2011 

Ambiguity

Ambiguity makes people feel wronged
they can't find evidence of love
the right time to get closer, the right time to give up
Can't even bring up the courage to hug one another

I can only accompany you up to here
After all, there are some things that I cannot do
Surpassing friendship, not quite reaching love
It's about to rain in a faraway place

Should I cry?
Is it you or I who thinks too much?
I'm really not convinced and I start to suspect
Is the person in front of me really the same you?

Ambiguity makes people feel wronged
they can't find evidence of love
the right time to get closer, the right time to give up
Can't even bring up the courage to hug one another

Ambiguity makes people greedy
until waiting loses its meaning
I cannot bear the fact that we cannot write out an ending
Let the beauty of regret stop right here

Ambiguity is indeed such a element that is needed to be cleared. Ambiguity creates curiousity and Curiousity leads to fear, that fear is the element that keeps people assuming and loosing sight of what is true.

Kudos to Maika for sharing this song with me :)

ainzley
2011

Unforeseen Likeness

note from the angel that guided me :)

Have you ever thought of you not moving in any direction for a long time? That it seems that you're stuck in a different time dimension as of the others moving around you? It just seem that your world doesn't want to revolve any longer? It's that feeling that will keep a person a dead for a long time, cryogenically alive at the least. Well, it will be forever be like that just until you find the one who or which will unbound you from this long slumber of nothingness. This flame will be ignited by unexpected twists and turns as I have experienced. Nothing hinted me to the fact that this flame will be someone who I didn't give my full attention when we spoke. I remember the first word i said to her was "yes", it was the time when she ask the people in the room on what class was it. At first, there was really nothing special but the more we communicated, the world that had stop before my very eyes started to revolve again slowly and surely. It was unforeseen that such phenomenon may happen in an instant but for I was grateful that she was brought to my life to get the wheel spinning again. For the duration of time spent with you as a seatmate, classmate, and friend has all been great. With your help I was able to realize that I needed to get out of the dimension that I stuck myself into. You bedazzled me with you smile and  your words. Words of gratitude just wouldn't cut it because if it wasn't for you, I would've never been reborn again. The unique sound of your name is the name i want to utter as I walk in this new world you've created, it is as important as the birth of Christ itself as it defines.

ainzley
2011
nats

Merry and Lucky

"love til cry, cry til you laugh, laugh til forget, forget til you forgive. forgive til you love again.. but not with the same person" or as it goes that way, the words uttered by a person who has done that over and over again. I guess it can be an endless loop until it gets to the point "till you love another". Love is love and all is fair in the game of war but nothing compares to the joy brought to you by a friend name. A game starting with no plan whatsoever as what it has always been in the world of him until came this fair damsel who isn't polished in every day but somehow special in some way. With the company of this maiden from the depths of  the white, a different path opened its way anew the crooked and narrow road ahead.

Waiting and anticipating the end of times came the moment of reckoning with the baptismal of the grail that holds the purpose for the travel to the complex of commercially retailed outlets known to as much as in Asia. Upon the arrival at the destination, work swiftly came into place as the grail as we call it was driven into functionality. For the reward of the company of this fair maiden, grams of sweetened treats were casted upon the maiden for her nice intention and rewardly prize to be purchased soon in a few times ahead in a place so green and high as hills. Surely as she deserves to be given this Omnia more than as a punch or a chat.

chuable :)

The maiden in the story has as much more beauty as she has already realized herself. Thoughts so simple to others and gestures unnoticed to a few may come in great surprise to those who can see what isn't perceived in traditional definitions. Never to stop in the steps of what's ahead must see not what's ahead but what's in sight. Grateful and Appreciative aren't more than enough words to be able to say so this blog isn't much of a thank you as it is diary of that day.

Good food, nice company, and a companion for mending. A store of treats for i have forgotten the name of the store which has the ambiance of the theatres. A flame-grilled burger with the side of fries and lemonade for me which cost around 140php and a kind of hotdog sandwich together with an order of fries as well as a lemonade for the maiden which cost similarly to mine but a bit more higher. As I said, good food and stuffing as well. As much as words don't have the capability to write what I want to tell, let us make this simple and clear as we can, Thanks for the first half of this day which had started by your generous offer as it has given me a chance to talk to you for the first time ever since we've become friends.

ainzley
2011

Modu Modu

What you're looking at right there is the lightest mobile phone in the world (it holds the Guinness world record for most compact phone at a depth of 7.8 millimeters). Essentially it can call, text, and play music with its 2GB internal drive but what makes this different is that it has interchangeable jackets that will differ in functions like the photo suggests. Anyways check out the site: http://modumobile.com/


Globe is offering Modu on a plan which cost 7,999Php, which a little bit pricey considering you still have to buy jackets for your Modu. Or you can just take the advice of Modu, "Swap with your friends".


Kudos to RC Cruz for this info


ainzley
2011

Nats

I was asked a couple of nights ago if I knew how to write a poem and if I can write her one. Actually, the answer to that question is no. I can't really make any good poems or anything near that sort of field. Many tells me I excel in expository and technical writing, things I learned from my writing professor in college, it's only a sad thing his leaving the institution. Anyway, back on topic, I did in fact grant her request even though I was doubtful on the quality of my work but at least I tried right? Wrong! The word "at least" is such an insulting word. It denotes that you've been taken for granted. So, here's another try on a poem, inspired and dedicated to the same person I did the first one on.....a new friend I never expected to be, a new friend I never imagine to have, a new friend I'm lucky to have, and a new friend I'm surely glad to have.

Nats
The voice I hear inside my head
The girl I see inside my mind
The motivation that I need
The reason I'm writing this rhyme

With grizzled eyes, I see
Holding back to purr your smile
With anticipation within me
To come forth this sweetness high

In a moment of heavenly touch
Every moment in which you speak
Only your voice is heard as much
For my ears are in need to seek

Never should be in disregard
Like the breath we breathe for granted
For you are the piece of shard
In which lives are seemingly brightened

If you lose faith in you
You have no need to pretend
I'm here to pull you through
For nothing else is a friend

ainzley
2011

Absolutely love it when she smiles

After an utterly stupid mistake, the sun had set, the moon had shown half of its face and the sun had rose again. Another day to get a chance to talk to a seemingly nice girl. He, wanting to really make up from him mistake, rose to the challenge and made sure to wait for her in the only time they had the same schedule and seat next to her for the whole time. Well, the plan worked by him stealing someones seat. It was a good thing the one seated there was a nice guy or else he's dead. He was happy that she sat on the seat he saved for her and thus, it was a chance for them to talk. It was not much of talk anyway since there was a class and all but they were able to speak to each other via writing notes. With every note passed back and forth to each other, he noticed a smile in her face in a couple of them, a smile that was so nice and refreshing. Finally, he saw her smile and laugh that would fill anybody's day with satisfaction. He made a regret while avoiding to make one. Now, he made that regret into something so pretty.

our conversation :)

ainzley
2011

Story of a girl

One day a boy received a message from an unknown girl asking for some help. This girl was in fact an acquaintance of the said boy but he doesn't seem to remember much of the girl. It seems tragic to not know of acquaintance in the past before but for some reason has never really met in person, only in messages sent back and forth. Slowly, by each passing message, the fog becomes to lighten and the glass becomes more crystal. After a times has risen and set, he heard a voice, familiar to his ears yet so different. Turning and looking for the person he thought that voice belonged to, he saw nothing. But nothing isn't nothing, his brain transmitted the information of this person through his eyes thus, those eyes were only made to familiarize to a single person and seeing everything else as a background. Utterly a stupid mistake by him making the girl feel far from enthusiastic. His life going on as usual and hers? only she knows.

Until a few hours later, he realizes that it must be her! She must be the one though he's not really sure of it. Again, he saw her. Not really sure what to do, he asks, the colleagues who are around him for confirmation fearing the mistake that may unfold once he talks or it maybe, rather the fear he feels inside himself to talk to such a nice looking yet, shy girl. Not even himself know what happened but it seemed that she didn't hear his takecare upon departure. It may have been a huge mistake in his part to doubt himself in times like that even though many times have she confirmed her identity. Fearing to make regrets, he made a regret.....

ainzley
2011

3Mendously Worthwhile

My experience with 3M Phlippines has definitely left me with a lot of  lessons and values learned that I may carry on to school and my future professional career as well. learning new programming language and environments were probably the most essential thing I understood about the workplace not to mention camaraderie between workmates and professionalism.

The first day of my experience it 3M was sure frightening because I probably had no idea how i will adapt to it especially since I have no prior knowledge to the language I was going to use with my programming there. Then, there it was, I was given a project to do with macro excel and lotusnotes on my first week. I literally had no idea what I was doing but with help by my co-interns, supervisor, and of course Google, I was able to get through my first real job. It didn't take long for the inevitable to happen and I was given much more difficult tasks such as enhancing different databases with the special mention of the Electronic Price Pages. The enhancement of the said project was probably my main project as an intern in 3M. There were a lot of changes in the course of the coding of the project until the initialization and implementation of the project. A lot of debugging too but it was worth the effort to get the feeling of accomplishment knowing I was able to get the job done and running.

Nearing the end of my days as an intern in 3M, I was working mostly on maintaning the EPS database, making minor modifications with other databases, uploading PAs in as400 and teaching the new interns whom was suppossed to replace us on how to use Lotus notes, macro excel and all the stuff I did while I was under the said company.

I did learn a lot of things under the supervision of 3M Philippines. I learn't how to program with Excel in which I didn't know  was possible until I started working in the company, I learned to use the Lotus Notes database system and how to program in domino designer with a foreign language in which i had no prior knowledge of. I learned how to be professional in the workplace and how to get along with fellow employees. Finally the most important thing is that I learned how to learn which is probably the foundation of adapting in any area.  

ainzley
2011

She

This is note really a letter nor an essay nor a expository or technical write-up. Instead, this is more of an expression of spontaneous thoughts storming into the writer's mind as he strikes every key on the keyboard.

She

She is the epiphany. She is the epitome of sweetness. She has a rather striking personality in which you may find off-beat in times but is really a sweet tune of music. She has a soul which resonates to the hearts she touches. She is somewhere there, maybe nowhere, often everywhere, indefinitely in there, always here, here, near the aorta. She has the hair of every other girl, black or maybe dark brown, long, in some occasions, shoulder length due to unforeseen circumstances, soft and with the brilliant fragrance of the shampoo she meticulously selects. She has a voice of an angel, really now, can you think how may times that line has been used to describe the voice of a person. Although it might sound sweet and flattering. erase that--- She has a voice of sweet sensation, a voice capable of soothing the soul and give you a tingling sensation. It's neither high nor low, it's exactly what your heart needs. She has a captivating smile that may bring your world into a halt or suck your world into vacuum. She is active, she disseminates to the world, probably she may find it tiring to stay with only one. She is the epiphany .

He

He is the puzzle. He is not as sweet as every other boy nor is a skilled or profound. He waits. He goes to church hoping even with the slightest probability to see a familiar face, not that he goes to church just for that. He is definitely defensive. He asks for signs to someone with a lot of wisdom on how to approach each step of the way. He sees them even with an extra "L" or "S" or "I", he does indeed familiarize them with what he wants to tell his mind. He sees a lot: mini, white, curvy, tall, plunging, teared-up, pasta, red, blushing, straight, bumpers, slots, and many more you can think of if you already realize what they are. He never finds leisure in them. Thus, going back to seeing she even with the slightest similarity, hearing she with every voice so sweet, smelling she with the undeniably sweet aroma of perfumes, and feeling her with every emotion in his heart. He is silent. He isn't the emoistic type of person although "emoistic" is really a non-existent world he just thought of to coin a certain personality, he may be ingenious. He never likes to open up. He treasures joy and imprisons the opposite of joy which making his insides masochists. He sees the positive in life but not for himself but for.... He is the puzzle. He waits.

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This

For this is not organized in any way necessary nor is pointed in any specific. But if you familiarize it, don't blame me. This is meant to be read as it was published. If it wasn't then there is no point of putting it here, the writer would have written on a piece of paper instead. For this is the first article the writer made via electronic device instead of paper which is still better, for so he thinks, just bear with it because he is the author and you can't do anything about it. You're free to criticize since most writers would love that sort of thing, good or bad, all are accepted, also cash if you like.

Writing is an art at a same time is a science, and also a hobby. You may define it as much as you want but definition means nothing as for it's not what truly you believe in, instead expound, elaborate, explain, describe. This is the first time the writer thought this way as for he had taken writing for granted.  Learn to write with your hearts and minds not with your hands.

Ainzley
2011