Words are calm.

I might have considered that day was cool. Except for the fact that I was lost in a big mall. Nonetheless, I was cool. So, yes, it's our field trip. And I cannot forget that day.

I even prepared the things (foods) I need the day before or the morning before. But everything else was outright impressive. We were at school around 5:00 AM. When we were complete, we gathered inside the bus, along with another section.

Of course, our tour guide made some introductions, cracked jokes, and it was of no failure. By all means, I was laughing while observing people near me. The ride was not giving me a headache, for the record. I think that's an achievement.

Soon, one hour or so has passed. We're in Manila. I saw the big globe worth high cost (by our witty gay tour guide he's so intelligent), and we were asked to go off. We're entering Science Discovery Center. I remembered talking to Eula, and she said she once went there; hence, I feel cheap. On the other hand, I feel advantageous, being one of the crowd who will be surprised with what's there's to see.

Lo and behold, the stinking smells I didn't even dare to try. The artificial organs and the scientific red blood cells. The large cool nostrils. Besides these, I cannot remember all. What I know is I'm laughing so much there. Then, we went to the station with the virtual game, the put-the-mechanical-things-in-place. After that, we were told to go up to the second floor. Little did I know that was the part where I really will have some good time...

JUMP BABY BEAR! That's all I can remember about global warming. We were asked to save the baby bear. It's not really something to laugh about so much. But I, like, throw up in great mess there. :))) Then, we were allowed to experience earthquakes and have knowledge about and against them. We were in a virtual place again, then, although it was not impressive. Soon was the greatest part. The dome. The observable universe and what's inside. It really feels cosmic to experience it. I could go and watch it over and over and might take long enough for me to get bored. It took a long time, but for me, it was a second. Next thing I knew, we were going out.

We had lunch and stayed in MOA for short time to follow the schedule. Then, we rode the bus again and we were in The Myth of the Human Body! I got really hyped with the thought of seeing real bodies, foretold. So, what's there's too see? First, we watched a video about (sex) how babies are formed. How important it is to have healthy pregnancy, and how we must cherish our life. Then... Only human bodies with internal organs that has undergone plastination?! How cool is that?! It's some process with regards to storing the body for 100 years up. There are blood vessels. Lungs. Kidneys and livers. Reproductive organs. Eyes real and not. I can still smell up to now the hallucinating odor I had smelled inside the place. There's so many body parts to see. I didn't even know we're going to have an end with it. But I did not regret every moment. I will never forget it. I won't go there alone, though. It's very creepy.

After, we headed straight to Kulturang Pinoy. Along with some Sophies and Seniors, some entertainers managed to keep the cool in us while we wait for the activities. Next, we went inside a room. Some representatives were asked to do something, while we were asked with some questions. And then... the representatives with their minor costumes started showing off their (skills) dancing abilities. Soon after, we are watching them in a video. Honestly, I didn't laugh because of them. I laughed because of something else. =)))... Then, we went to see cultural things and stuff and nipa huts. Then we watched a very heart-warming video of a famous letter of his dad to his child. I knew I shed a tear.

The tour guide asked asked us if we wanted to even just went for a minute to Luneta (we were supposed to go to Rizal Lights and Sounds and I'm clueless about what's in it), but majority said no, excluding me. Oh well. We went to Mall of Asia once again, for some trips with friends. As our final itinerary...

So, this is the part where we don't know where we're going and et cetera. I even got lost. Nevertheless, I ate. i had fun. And though it's really frustrating, it's somehow cool, realizing that someone cares for me. And so at the end of the mall trip, I found happiness.

We rode back home. We were so loud in the bus. They, I mean. I'm so tired. Yet I'm fulfilled. I hope there's more to come.

Bonifacio: A Tale of the Bold

Standing with his sword,

The inevitable truth,

A hero indeed!

Relatively riveting, Ma'am Lenny and in general.

My Teacher, My Hero

a poem

Oblivious to my knowledge,

A decadence of society on a falling edge,

I could neither breathe nor smile,

Will you be there, securing me from the awful vile?

Although devastation may come and seek its hole,

I never fail to conquer my soul,

I live with a plethora of emotions worth a value,

As the line of the song goes, thanks to you.

While the maze has infinitely hurdled,

A hand reached out and I'm not befuddled.

I may cry a liter of tears, or have floundered so many times,

With you saying everyone climbs, I will push myself to life.

Journey, yes, it's still a long way to mention,

I may still need to seek my own redemption.

Still, my best wishes to the paths we both take,

Someday, I'll give you cakes you yourself know how to bake.

Throughout the course of this literature which is mine, I understood that I have made a poem for someone special. A person who has been struggling on an endeavor with regards to molding me to what I ought to be. It may be a little suppressed in the demeanor of how I sometimes talk about her, about conquering my mind with an abundance of values I seem not to understand so well, the thought that I can hardly decipher what had conjured to make her chuckle, and how every day would become a hellish yet fulfilling one.

And while it is subtle and even embarrassing to say it, this is a simple thank-you gift which I don't know if you can appreciate well, a poem. If not with you, I may have not survived my first year and whatnot. I cannot count how many times have I fulfilled things without your support and guidance.

So, yes, about to whom I dedicate this; Ma'am Lenny, thank you for everything. Early regards, I will never forget you in the future. Happy teacher's day!

And so with the others, Ma'am May. I won't forget how you can change my view on third year teachers. You're the coolest, I swear. Ma'am Juliet, Ma'am April, Ma'am Evelyn, Ma'am Jenny Ann, Ma'am Malou, Ma'am Arlyn, Ma'am Benilda Orsal, Sir Ces... Happy teachers' day! In fact, it's just now that I realized the poem can be for everyone.

I'm great now. I still need your advice. You are my second teachers, after all. I must admit, impediments were lessened courtesy of you. And even though it is nonsense for me to tell that you are close to me, for I am not, it is my pride to be your student. I can not be your contestant in Chemistry or Math, I'm not that good in spelling, why, I sometimes do not get your lessons, Sir. I may have had bad feelings when you underestimate my intellectual capacity, but at least, we can tolerate them - which is not your advantage - and we really do need your help. Teachers, I don't know if doing these blogs especially made by us will make your hearts shout and run and whatnot, I don't know if you lie with your dynamic beliefs, all I know is - despite the negativity that is you teach with payable amount - you love us, more than what your salary tells you to do. You're treasures, what could we do without you?

With five or six words, I say: We love you very much, teachers.