The Eccedentesiast

Sabi nila, chase for your happiness , choose what your heart wants, take the risk . Happiness . Masaya. Pero masakit rin pala. Mali bang mahalin ulit yung taong minsang naging dahilan ng luha at sugat sa puso mo? Mali bang tanggapin yung taong minsang sumira sa tiwala at pananalig mo? Mali bang maniwala ulit sa mahika ng pag-ibig na minsang lumason sa sistema mo? Kapatawaran ba tawag don o katangahan? Malamang, sasabihin ng marami katangahan. Oo nga naman, sinuka mo na nga eh, lulunukin mo ulit? Sinaktan ka na nga eh, papasugat ka ulit? Dapat bigyan muna ng panahon bago bumigay ulit, maghintay sa tamang oras para sumubok muli. Tanging oras ang makapagpapasya kung pwede na o hindi pa. Oras. Ano nga ba talaga nagagawa ng oras? May katuturan nga ba ito sa nararamdaman at desisyon ng isang tao? Ilusyon lang ba ito? Pumipigil sa ligayang nararamdaman, o nagtatanggal sa sakit na pinapasan; kumukulong sa damdamin o nagpapalaya sa mithiin; nagdidikta kung kailan dapat magmahal o nag...

May 26, 2016; 2:48 a.m. Posible nga bang magmahal muli sa parehong tao ngunit sa magkaibang panahon? Maaari pa bang ibalik ang dati'y nagdaan na? Maitatayo pa bang muli ang kastilyong naitayo ng pangarap, pag-asa at pag-ibig na winasak lamang ng takot, pagdadalawang-isip at pangangamba? Pwede pa bang umasa sa natitirang tamis ng nakaraan? Pwede pa bang bumalik? Pwede pa bang sa iyo na lang ako ulit? Pwede bang akin ka na lang muli? Pwede pa ba? Masyado akong ginagambala ng mga gising at mapagtuksong mga katanungang ito. ginagambala ako nito sa kadiliman ng gabi, sa katahimikan ng pag-iisa, sa pagpikit ng mga mata. Pwede pa nga ba akong umasa sa mahika ng "sana" o dapat na kong magising sa mapanlupig na "hindi na!"? :'(

Oh God, here I am, weak, broken and torn to splintering pieces, crying in pain because of the cruelty of the world and its tragedies. You have created us out of love, the greatest force that ever existed on earth Yet, many are tormented and in deep anguish in search of its worth. You have designed a man to be the steward of your creations but felt sad as you saw that he was lonely traveling the greatness of your work and so you created a woman to be with him to be his companion and partner in life forever But the sanctity of genuine love has been distorted today its beauty remained on the biblical passages and pages of fairy tales People are blinded by the mocking promises of love and lust and leave its victims shattered in the darkness of misery as trash. Oh God, here I am, weak, broken and torn to splintering pieces, I don't know where to run and hide from these haunting reminiscence. I have always been fascinated by the magic of love but I only get frustrations and failed e...

I thought I would forever be miserable... I thought that would be the end of me...  It was a shooting star, a swift passing light that astonished my senses, hypnotized my whole system by its fascinating brightness. But at the fleeting moment, it vanished, devoured by the darkness of the night sky and it was out of my sight. I could not fathom the sudden prickling of my scalp. I was startled by that unexpected mist blurring my eyes. Until I recognized the painful swelling in my heart, throbbing, raw, and almost tangible. He might never intended to love me back. I was just good to feed his damn ego. It was his words that comforted me but it was his words too that doomed me. It was his touch that made me warm but it was his touch too that burned me. It was his embrace that made me feel secured but it was his embrace too that suffocated me. I was just another girl to be lifted at the peak of kaleidoscopic burst of mocking affection and leave me there hanging, al...

I love the night, dark and bleak as I gaze at the moon illuminating its beam. Rising from the hollowed pitch black sky I was fascinated by its alluring, gleaming light. I always adore its mysterious beauty and glow as I hide beneath the shrouding melancholic shadows. But tonight, looking at it, sudden chill creep to my core For I was fooled by its light that has never been its own. - Icee G.

RESPONSE SPEECH 28th Oath Taking Ceremonies of Professional Teachers Cagayan de Oro, Liceo de Cagayan University January 17, 2015 (written during the late distressing hours of January 16th) grin emoticon ) Greetings to the Professional Regulatory Board for Professional Teachers chaired by Hon. Rosita L. Navarro; to all of the proud administrators from different colleges and universities; to all of the fulfilled parents; and to my fellow new agents of change, the teachers, good morning. People vary from their dreams and desires. I do believe that not all of the passers here have dreamed of teaching inside the four corners of the classroom within some dreading hours of dealing with the different kinds of learners. Some might admit that this is not their first choice at all. Being an engineer, doctor, nurse, businessman, pilot or architect sound more enticing and classy than to be called as a teacher. Probably others were even “forced” (just like in my case) to take this c...