This is my hushed side where I unveil the portion of me that goes unnoticed.
Rules? I only have one. Be a civilized lurker. Need I say more? well, yeah. No ripping, no copying and plagiarizing and no filthy tongues on my tag board. :)


Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Second Times

     Today marks the second day of the university-wide Olympics, and for the second time, I choose to stay at home and rest. You might think that I always destroy the fun, but the truth is, staying at home and unwinding is a lot more fun than sitting on the bleachers watching athletes of you-don't-even-know-who play to their heart's content. At least, when I was in High School, I had an ultimate role in these kind of events, I played Medic, as the President of the school-based Red Cross Org. Now that I am in College, it's really not worth the time and experience to serve such, because I have a greater responsibility being a fully-pledged Student Nurse. And for some reasons, I never loved the heat of the sun, nor its way of tanning my skin. Never.

Of course I want my home stay to be productive, and blogging here is one of my major activities. Before I went to bed last night, I realized that I have never indulged myself in the world of books since the opening of the Second Semester in school. I reckoned I needed more food for the brain, more orientation in creative writing, especially now that I am tasked to write an article about the momentous Capping, Badging and Candlelighting Ceremony held the day before my Birthday. I played a big role in that event, because I wrote the speech that our Batch President delivered. He acknowledged me and there, once again, I gained the spotlight. I didn't like the aftermath of it though, teachers, here and there, ask me to write for them. In totality, I wrote around four, long, different write-ups and now I feel drained. I could not muster the best words to construct a catchy sentence. Just like this entry, you see.

Anyway, this is my second time to read a work of Mitch Albom. The first one was The Five People You Meet in Heaven which made me cry. I am now trying on Have a Little Faith. For the fifty-four pages I finished, I must say, his style revolves around Flashbacks, of life and of death and the purpose you learn after committing an act. He inspires me. And I am looking forward to read the rest of his novels, and next in line would be For One More Day. :)


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