“ Buwan ng Wika ” Tag Challenge | 5th Tag | Tricycle


(Note to all non-Filipino bloggers : All words in this post will be written in Filipino, and I will give no Translation because this Tag will give focus with the language of the country Philippines in celebration of “Buwan ng wika”.)

“ Ang hinde marunong magmahal sa sariling wika, ay higit pa sa hayop at malansang isda. ”

-Dr. Jose Rizal (pambansang bayani ng Pilipinas)

Tuwing Agosto ang BUWAN NG WIKA ay pinagdidiriwang sa Pilipinas taon taon… Kaya ang ( “BUWAN NG WIKA TAG CHALLENGE”), ay isang pag-alala sa CELEBRASYON NG KAPANGANAKAN ng WIKANG TAGALOG na ginagamit ng mga Pilipino.

Mga Patakaran :

  • Pasalamatan ang nag-anyaya sa’yo sa patimpalak na ito.
  • Gumawa ka ng kwento , mensahe at kung ano pa , naka depende sa’yo kung ito ay mahaba , o maikli, basta dapat puro TAGALOG NA WIKA lang ang gagamitin.
  • Mag-aanyaya ng mga kaibigan na PINOY, MAY DUGONG PINOY, PUSONG PINOY. Basta, marunong silang magsulat at magbasa ng WIKANG TAGALOG.

Bago ang lahat, nais kong magpa-salamat kay M, ang nag mamayari ng blog na nagngangalang Maria JPR sa pagta-tag sa’kin para sa patimpalak na ito. Ito ay isa sa aking mga karangalan para mag-sulat gamit ang sariling wika. 🙂

Tricycle

Ni Mark Anthony Santiago

Hinde ko ba alam kung bakit minsan kapag sumasakay ako sa tricycle, may kaba akong nadarama, siguro dala lang ng aking mga guni-guni at mapag-larong isipan. Siguro nga masyado lang akong nag-iisip ng kung ano-ano, kung ga’no ba kahaba ang daanang tatahakin, kung anong klaseng kalsada ba ang madadaanan, kung ano ba ang pwedeng mangayari, o kung ano ba ang pwedeng kaharapin.

Pero patuloy lang ang arangkada.

Habang patuloy ang pag-andar, wala akong ideya kung may ibang pasahero ba ang sasakay, mga pasaherong hinde ko kakilala, hinde ko alam ang mga pag-uugali, at maging ang mga gawi. May ibang tao na maaring makisakay at palipatin ako sa mas mababang puwesto, mayroon din namang ilan na papananatilihin ako sa aking kinalalagyan, gagawing patas ang lahat, at sasamahan ako hanggang ako’y makarating sa aking paroroonan.

At patuloy lang ang arangkada.

Madaming bagay ang maaring magka-totoo, walang kasiguraduhan ang mga pangyayari, maari nalang akong maaksidente ng biglaan, mabutas at mawalan ng hangin ang gulong ng tricycle, tumirik, o ‘di kaya’y maubusan ng gasolina si manong driver habang nasa kalagitnaan ng biyahe. Blangkado ang aking isipan.

Nakakatakot. Wala akong tiwala sa tadhana. Walang-wala.

Ngunit ganoon pa man, ititiwala ko nalang ang lahat kay kuyang namamasada, siya na nagpapatakbo ng lahat, ang Diyos.

At patuloy lang ang arangkada…

Ng aking buhay.

Aking nominasyon :

Mary Joy, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang omgryry.wordpress.com

Triste, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang wondercyncyn.wordpress.com

Thebluearty, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang https://thebluearty.wordpress.com

Knitted thoughts, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang https://lzleye.wordpress.com

Sweat Thoughts, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang https://sweatthoughts.wordpress.com

Da huntress Nica, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang https://dahuntressnica.wordpress.com

Spacekoto, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang https://spacekoto.wordpress.com

adBontures, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang https://adbontures.wordpress.com

Aysabaw.com, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang https://aysabaw.com

Ang aking imaginary girlfriend, nagmamayari ng blog na nagngangalang https://angakingimaginarygirlfriend.wordpress.com

A heart that remembers, nagmamay-ari ng blog na nagngangalang https://tellyourselftoremember.wordpress.com

At ikaw, kung marunong kang magsulat gamit ang wikang Filipino, gawin mo ito para saating pagkakakilanlan. 🙂

Sa aking anim na buwan ng pagsusulat dito sa aking blog, ‘di ko pa nagagamit ang Filipino, lahat ng aking mga ginagawa ay nasa wikang Ingles at kahit naiisip kong gumawa ng mga Tagalog na prosa at tula, hinde natutuloy ang bagay na iyon, pero muli salamat kay M dahil ngayon nagawa ko na ang bagay na ‘yan at alam kung itutuloy ko pa. Ating ipagmalaki ang ating yaman at huwag na huwag itong ikahiya. 🙂

At sa aking mga Co-Filipino Bloggers, “ Maligayang Buwan ng Wika sa inyong lahat! ” .

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Scatter it, Eyes


There are times when I come home and the sky is dark, gloomy as me, the place is quite. I would change my clothes and then leave my school works undone, I would lay in my bed and think of nothing, empty. Though I make everything alright, I still feel so heavy inside like I’m carrying an unknown burden.

Then my mind will start to play past memories that would make me smile, laugh a little, and whisper something slow to my pillow. And he’s appearance would flash fast, and I’ll be quite again, my heart would beat so fast, and my breath will experience shortage. As he entered, my mind would ask a lot of whys , “ Why do I have to met you? ” “Why Am I like this. And why are you like that? ” “Why I can’t tell you about my bleeding self? ” And I would get no replies, no certain answers.

He’s just my dream and I’m only a dreamer, maybe he exist but for him I don’t, maybe he’s just a fiction, or maybe he’s just part my imaginations. I don’t want to be realistic, I don’t want to tell myself and God that one day I’ll forget about him, that one day I’ll let him and my feelings go ’cause I honestly don’t want to do that. But it’s a sad reality that today I’m broken, and tomorrow I’ll fall in love again with a stranger, and that person is not him anymore.

At the moment, I feel so torn inside but I’m frost. Nothing comes out in my eyes, no tears. I want to express my pain but how if I can’t cry. I really can’t. The weight inside me is trapped, it don’t want to show, it don’t want to leave me.

This ain’t a fairytale. No, this isn’t. I’m just hopeless. I’m just a fragile and broken glass.

So Scatter it, eyes.


To Mr. Wanderer


It’s 9:00 , I don’t know why I’m writing this for you but I’ll continue. I only want to say that I’m listening to music and yes, they’re about heartbreaks same to what I feel right now. 9:00 PM, the rain is falling, my heart is in ache, I’m scattering tears, I’m crying, and it’s because of you. Well, I’m not blaming you either ’cause I know that it’s all my fault and I’m the blameworthy in here not you, absolutely not.

I’m hiding my eyes from them, hoping not to be seen, not to be caught. But later, once the lights are out and they are asleep, I’ll burst again like what happened to me the last night. Your name will echo again in my mind over and over. My pillow will be soaked again. And my nighttime will be taken by sadness.

I don’t know why it is like this. I honestly don’t. I know I’m still too young but I feel so messed up, I feel so vain, so trap. I feel the same emotion when I stare at your pictures. Why would I dream of a person who don’t even know me? Why would I fall in love with someone who can never love me back? I know, I know that nobody will love me though. I’m unworthy.

I once wished that you could also feel what I feel, that you could realize my pain, that you could get yourself in this extreme sadness of mine. And that won’t happen. Never ever.

I wrote a lot already and I won’t stop ’til I got tired, ’til I know I’m empty, and ready to let you go. I hope one day you can read them for me. I hope one day you’ll do.

But let me be happy for you instead. I heard you’re in Hong Kong today, and I know you’re enjoying your moments there. Fulfill yourself, okay? And I will always be around as someone whom you don’t know. Someone who truly cares… Mr. Wanderer.


Life, Achievements, and Look-Ups | 5th Blogging Monthsary


Helllooo Sweet People !

How’s Life ?

Well, if it’s good then I’m very much glad but if it’s bad then I think, you should convert that to happiness. Okay ?

Look what I do guys, I cheer you all up but I can’t even cheer myself but anyway, it’s just fine for me, I’d rather take time motivating others than taking value of myself. I was only damn stressed lately because of school ( huh ! Why do I keep on blaming school ? 😂 ), our teachers gives us a lot of assignments, reportings, presentations, that makes me sleep late at night most of the time and then people will say that it’s easy to be a student, who told them that ? Right ? But at least the first month is gone.

There are some points that my classmates become depressed when they stand in front and the situation is really pathetic, I mean even me I become depressed sometimes but that’s a part though and I know my roles so I’m here to play. 🙂

Well, allow me to tell y’all this. Something unpleasant happened, lately I feel like some of my classmates whom I almost treated as friends are back-stabbing me and I guess, I’m right. I was so dissed and the reason why I got into an over-thinking is because it seems like they never realized all the help I gave them. I’m their source of answers about our assignments, quizes, and even exams, well I think all of my help are countless but they don’t know how to count so look what they did. I think, I was used, I became so good amd full of patience, I was bloodsucked by the bloodsuckers. 😂

( But at least, I have friends here. Oh yes, that’s you guys! 🙂 )

Anyway, I never opposed them ’cause I know I’m smarter, I want to look matured and literate so I never spoke then, that’s it. Let ’em hit themselves with their own knives.

Saturday | July 14,2018

| 7:37 AM |

Let’s be back to blogging ? Shall we ?

Oh ! I’m celebrating my blogging monthsary this late again but there’s a lot of excuses why I wasn’t able to write and yah, school 😂

This celebration is expected to be opened this past 6th of July, that’s the first Friday of this month that already passed. Wow ! I’ve never realized I’m already halfway there, 5 months of writing, fun, and happiness. 🙂

So what are the achievements I reached inside that 5 months ? Honestly, they’re numerous and I can’t tell them one by one but there are some highlights I’d love to let you guys know.

So, I already published my 122 written works /post ! They performed so well and I’ve never expected that my traffic would increase and boom that’s why I’m super happy for the unending love and support that my co-bloggers give to me. I’m so blessed because of them.

As of now I still work with my traffic and try to increase it by encouraging those people to visit it even those who are not bloggers, I uses Pinterest as my social-media platform ’cause it’s easy to use and it really works. Really reliable and functional and now, I already have 6.5k monthly viewers. If you guys also want to use it as a platform for your blog but wonderin’ how, just tell me and I’ll help you. 🙂

Gosh! Luck really comes by waiting. When I was just a starter, I am really dreaming of being nominated on different awardings and being tagged here in blogosphere but because I’m new, I never got them easily so I said to myself that I should wait ’cause everything would come at the right time and they did. I recieved 8 awards and 4 tags, here they are:

The awards :

The versatile blogger award

The mystery blogger award

The Liebster Award | 1st Liebster

The Blogger Recognition Award

The Global Aussie’s Liebster Award | 2nd Liebster

The Real Neat Blog Award

The Sunshine Blogger Award

The Liebster Award | 3rd Leibster

The tags :

3 Days, 3 Quotes tag ( Day 1, Day 2, Day 3 )

The Self Love Tag

The Social Media Blog Tag

The Get to Know Me Tag

Looking at the stats, we gathered :

I got 6,581 views, 2,614 visitors, 3,377 likes, and 803 comments. Wow people, thank you so so much ! 🙂

The countries :

Wow ! My blog traveled lots of different places. Can’t believe it.

Look ups :

I am expecting nothing and I will only continue blogging ’cause I know that more and more good things are coming my way 🙂

I honestly want to redesign my blog and even though I recently changed my theme and my blog look as well, I think there’s something better that I can do for it. And with that redesigning, I’ll also add new aesthetics for my life updates posts and make things uniform to look cleaner.

Now that I reached this 5th month of blogging, I decided to stop writing posts for every of my monthsaries, I’ll just then mark my calendar and once I already hit 1 year in blogosphere, I’ll be celebrating again together with you guys.

Halfway, halfway, halfway. Just 5 months more and my blogiversary is to come, I’m really excited and I can’t wait to post something special for that. Really can’t.

Let’s talk(?)

How’s life?

What do you think about my little plans?

You can also help me make things better by dropping a comment and tell me your beautiful thoughts. Always.

Thanks for joining me! 🙂


Misconception


I was so confused lately. Messed up. I don’t know what I feel. I couldn’t predict my heart and I couldn’t read my mind. The same question played and tricked me day and night, Do I still love you ? Quitely no, not at all but I was too wrong, I thought, I gave the exact and accurate answer to myself but I didn’t.

I can’t let go of the pain but ’til when ? Until when I’ll be carrying this and add to my burdens ? Once I totally forgot you ? There’s a lot of certain questions that need your responses. I am so frustrated by this, I am so fractured. I can’t understand why there’s really no tears but your name is still the callings. It’s you, you’re the person in every beat of my heart. It’s you, the reason of this ache, ’til now.

Saw you on picture and I found it all out. Saw what I’ve written on a page of my note and I felt the chills. Still can’t get over, still can’t move forward. When is this time I’ll get myself. Again ?

I’m exhausted by all of my pieces. I’m tired of using my pen and paper and grief and ideas and words. Should I now stop ? ‘Cause I’m drowning if you haven’t ask.

The confusion was over, you’re still my world and I’m still the stranger of your life.

That’s it, that’s only it.


Is it the Time of Letting Go?


In my heavy breathing. I can’t see clear, I cant think veraciously, again. I’m facing the outside as I feel the weekend breeze, looks like time really moved so fast.

Why it seems like I don’t miss you anymore? There’s no known answer but I know that maybe, I only learned and it entered my mind that being with you is impossible.

After how many proses that I wrote for you, well finally, I think I’ll be giving it an ending yet. This will be the last, will it be? Oh, I don’t know. I don’t know where is this going as I write with random ideas, with unpicked kinds.

Did I just cry for you?

Did I only destructed myself?

I maybe fell going down to my illusions and overreacting emotions. It’s my sickness of over thinking.

Maybe, my heart forgets. Should I now let you go? ’cause I think I’m empty, ’cause I think my feelings was gone, ’cause I think I’m tired already.

I can’t appreciate you anymore, Can’t really I?

No more tears. No more pain. But at least, my mind is still confuse.

5:36 PM

All I know, is nothing.

All I know, I created a messy wrote of narrative with brevity. For you. For myself. For my freedom.


Letter from the Other Side of You


Hi there! I know it’s kinda weird but why not? Right?

I first decided to write a narrative prose for you but why would I? You’re not one of my heartbreaks and you’re not one of my hates either. I just want to say congratulations, finally you’ve reach your 16th year of life. That’s a fulfillment though I know that your 15th year had been your most favorite but why not to try switching? You only jumped to your next level, hope you also jumped away from your aches, Oh! I’m only kidding but yes, I hope that you really leaped to happiness. 🙂

I know that you have lots of problems but don’t worry, just leave them behind and forget. Try new things and enjoy. I know that you have a lot of things in your mind to complete, you want to explore, just go and I’ll support you all the way. Keep on dreaming about reaching Paris and city of New York. You know me, I’m always by your side.

When you’re feeling down, just face the mirror and I swear, you should expect me to be there. You’ll see me and you can always cry freely, express that all out and find your comfort again. When you need someone and nobody come, I’m always around. Trust me.

Don’t think of People who will give you nothing, don’t think of wrong opinions and criticisms. If you feel hated and unloved, Never allow them to see that you need their attention and acceptance, they’re as much useless than how they think you are. Remember that. Remain as yourself and keep those people who appreciates you as. You’re too lucky to have them in your life.

Do what makes you happy, Choose what makes you You. Love yourself more than how you give it to others. Never forget to be better everyday.

Put it in your mind that “Sunshine is Rain, and Happiness is Pain”, well that’s one of your quotes 🙂

At Sixteen, make it more exciting.

At Sixteen, make it more adventurous.

At Sixteen, make it more unknown.

At Sixteen, strive harder.

And at Sixteen, give it a taste of sweeter than sweet. 🙂


Whirlwind


I had my amnesia from the past, ’til you came and I saw your smile again. Damn, you look familiar. Then I remember every single thing. You’re the person I loved for years, reason why I cried for years, and had a long nights having you there in my heart.

I can still remember that rainy Saturday when I realized that I have feelings for you but it seems to be blurry now. Two years ago, I could still see myself sadly disappointed, blaming it, and broken. Those times that I would message you repeatedly and I’d know that you’re already annoyed and I’ll feel like I’m much of being an attention-seeker. Those scenes of me inside the class glancing at you at the back and would take it away once you caught me then figure out again your face. It’s still in my mind, the first picture of you I saved and the picture I always stare at whenever I open my phone which also causes me that blended feelings inside.

You reminded me of the time you started about that mystery girl of yours and I was wonderin’ the whole time you’re keeping it a secret, I got myself into obsession with her but then you revealed. The moment you said you’re up on the roof, sad because of someone else. And I ,worrying so much. Those words from you when you called her your princess and my heart was pounded and devastated into tiny fragments, disintegrated.

I could recall the moment when she answered “Yes” and you would stand there in front of me with that glowing face. Those moments that I would see how you wait and send her home every afternoon after class, how the both of you look like with smiling faces and me, torn.

Why you treated me like that?

Why did you have to break my bones?

Why you have to be a part of my downfall?

I can’t think of reasons why I repeatedly broke my own heart and gave it slit. But at least, I learned how to be smarter, I stitched it. Now, I can see you standing tall there under the shed and I’ll watch you like that. Now, I’ll look at you without any shame and with feelings of emptiness. You’re like a photo taken in black and white, you should be totally forgotten. But you’ve been a part of me antecedently and it can’t be change by ease.

And I only want to tell, if I’ll tears again, well that’s definitely not because of you. I will never be that old self again, so if you’re trying to be back, you’re not welcome anymore.


15’s Gone | Welcome Sweet 16


Hey sweet people!

How are you doing?

June 23,2018

Let me tell you a story! Can I?

Alright. I never realized that I wasn’t able to make post and update about “this thing” but at least here I am now.
I usually don’t celebrate “it” but I only want to share the Experience with you guys and I hope you all know that I want you to be a part of my life.
This past June 18 was my birthday but As I’ve said, I couldn’t make my update at that exact date because I was super busy with school so let’s have some flashbacks about it and talk time with the things that happened.
For me, birthday is only a one time celebration and that’s the time when you existed, and it would be redundant to always sing happy birthday whenever your born day come. Funny.
(Sighs) It only lighten up my mind that I’m not anymore belong to the age that I love the most, Fifteen. But okay then, time fleets and now, this 16 years old teenager wrote.

I started that day doing the same routine, as usual to wake up early, eat Breakfast, prepare myself, and then go to school, that was Monday. The time I stood up and get out of my bed, Mom greeted me, and I honestly forgot that the day was my day. I told her not to prepare any food for some of my ridiculous reasons but instead, give me money. She agreed. Silly, I know.

I entered the campus gate the way I use to, I walked with some swag and confidence (guys, that’s me) and everything’s fine. ‘Til I almost entered the door of our classroom and nobody greeted me “ good morning ” except to one of my classmates, I responded ,continued walking then boom ! They sung and I was like “ Oh! What the heck!” I screamed so hard. my nervousness is high ’cause of coffee. Lol. I was overwhelmed. I felt so remembered and appreciated that time.
I forgot to check my phone and then the time I opened it,I saw messages greeting me.
I never know that there’s also people who greeted me on facebook, I mean I only deactivated it but it’s now activated again since we’re given project and we need it.

For this new year of my life, I have personal goals that I set to aim and I hope they’ll be fulfilled. Most thankful to God of course. I’ll be writing a self letter and I hope you guys will see and read it.

I and my friends

Trust me, I’m mainly composed of skin and bone. 😂 No gifts but this new chance is enough.

So yes, let’s say hello to sweet 16. And make it a fresh start again. Let’s make it real sweet. Thanks for being with me! Love lots!


Kiss of Death


Once was sitting on a golden throne, my empire was a huge space of happiness and winning, I took control of everything that came, there’s no chance for the word defeat in me. The crown and my turn was only for me, mine, and could never be steal. But changes happened and snakes appeared, they’re uncountable and I didn’t know which of them are venomous and not, but they all poisoned me.

They intertwined and scattered themselves around, I could sense it, sense the loathsome smell brought. They’re trying to hunt me and fool by their hissing voices. They grew and they became longer, bigger, their fangs became sharper and hungrier for thing to suck and body to put in their toxics. And they did, the pile of snakes rolled around me and my body and grabbed the chance to let their filthy, sharpened teeth get in touch with my precious flesh.

I was out of my vision, fell asleep in bitter, gallingly unacceptable reality that my castle would crush into tiny fragments through reptile’s laugh. It was evilic. Satanic.

I closed my eyes for a very long time but I now opened them again with only last drop of tear and shouted in vehemence. I am coated with dust and rust and smoke and heat and dirt and smell of putrid. Bricks beside.

My rare throne is seated by a abhorrent serpent, my soldiers and devastated, damaged palace is now ruled by a Mascara. The crown is on top but not of my head, and I only have this rounded layer of wires to wear.

At least I learned, things aren’t new. My power was rotten but I’ll wake it up from it’s death and resurrect everything like how I woke from my long dark color of black out, will take back what’s for me. I am now fake.