Worth The Wait!

Love…

Ahhhh! What an astonishing word! A word so typical? No, the right word for it is famous. A word so famous that even a two-year old kid knows. It’s known worldwide that I guess it will always be the number one trending topic to us teenagers. I believe even in a gazillion millenniums, this word would still hit the charts big time, it would never wear out.

Have you ever fallen in love? Did you experience having a thousand butterflies in your stomach and being so cold that you felt like you were in Alaska every time he/she is near you? How about feeling like your day is incomplete if you don’t see or even just hear something from him/her? And doing stupidly preposterous things you can’t even imagine? Oh, how about composing a poem or a song for him/her? And hoping for a miracle that he/she would love you back? Did you? Well, I did. I experienced all of those.

I am but a teenager, and I admit, I fall in love easily. Some may call it stupidity but I think it’s just me being a youngster. But even though I easily fall in love with someone, I find it hard to fall out of love. I even had one love in my ENTIRE four years in high school. Well, at least I think it was love. I guess most of us teenagers have this syndrome that if we like or “love” someone, we claim them to be the love of our lives forever. I get this almost all the time. I feel like he’s the one! My destiny. My other half... Call me crazy but it’s me.

Because of this syndrome, we become invincible! We become numb to pain. We disregard ourselves; we forget our own desires for our loved ones’ sake. It sometimes comes to a point where we fail to remember that in order to love others we must first love ourselves; that we should have what we give out. That’s where we are wrong.

Yes, love always comes with pain. But what’s erroneous is that we suffer it for the wrong person. We concentrate to an individual that we disregard the one worth suffering the pain for. And we should stop this syndrome. We shouldn’t love too much. As the song goes, “There’s a danger in loving somebody too much.” Well, at least let’s wait for the right person to pour out all our love.

Love is full of magic and beauty. It brings you to worlds you can’t even imagine, to fairytales, to lands of wonders. It gives you the best feeling in the world. It gives meaning to life. Yet, like any other thing this earth could offer, it can harm. I guess love is and will always be painful. But that doesn’t mean we have to stop loving and be dead. It’s just that we have to control it. Meantime, let’s enjoy life! Let’s love a little, but let’s always wait for the one destined for us, the one born for us, the one written in the stars, the only one God wants us to be with... our TRUE LOVE.

I’ll wait for my true love, even if it takes me years. Because I know God will give me the best love story I could ever dream of having, I know that perfect love will be worth waiting for. I hope you do so too.#

The Green Pen Power

Mentor, motivator, teacher -- these are just few of the roles a journalist plays. He opens the minds of the readers to the things unseen and unheard. He is a catalyst for change.

A writer should not only write about topics that could capture the attention of the readers. He should be righteous enough to write what is right. He should write about things readers must know because he is a catalyst for change.

I am a writer. Indeed, I am blessed to be one. It is because I know that somehow, I can bring change through my prowess and thoughts. I know I can be a catalyst for change.

In a school built in green and white, a school paper named LUNTIAN was made. There, student writers are molded to be potters of the student body. Writers like me are taught to write from the heart, not from the mind because we should be catalysts for change.

Our world resides in total darkness. Poverty, child and material mortality, environmental destruction -- these are just some of the conundrums we face. But together, we can defeat these evil forces that wraps our dying earth. We are comforted knowing that with God, there is always light at the end of the tunnel.

Through our school paper, we can inspire students to be the spark, to start the change we want to see. We can share our thoughts and maybe, just maybe, our thoughts could be turned into actions. We are certainly agents for change.

Our Luntian plays a great role to the school community but we do not have the hands to change. The works of our green pens can only urge you to act, to wake up and to pull the plug to this fiasco. It is you who have the power to make a change, we are just catalysts for change.#

P.S. This was the article I wrote when I competed for the Schools Press Conference during my senior year in high school. :)

My Fairytale

It was on a Saturday evening,

When the moon was so bright and stunning.

We were on a green, grassy field,

We had a connection only the two of us could build.

Nature's silence produced a kind of music,

Only you and I could hear and say it's fantastic.

You asked me if we could dance,

And I said, “I won't miss the chance.”

We held each others hands so tight,

And we danced all night.

Then heaven's tears of joy started to fall from the skies

But we didn't stopped dancing and you looked me straight to my eyes.

In your shoulders, my head you laid,

I could still remember all the things that you said.

That all the gods of the world would surely be astonished by my beauty,

That you love me and you want me to be your baby.

I said yes and I love you too,

And so we started calling each other boo.

But then everything changed the way it seemed,

That's the time I woke up and realized it was all just a dream.#

Love

Love is a word so strong,

Oh! with it, nothing seems wrong.

Vivaciousness is one of love's ingredients,

Eternity, too, is an important constituent.

Love is a feeling of fondness,

Which satisfies a person's hapiness.

It is far better than admiring,

And is greater than anything.

Love is patient, it is kind,

It is pure and is hard to find.

God is love, the Bible says,

And love is shown in many ways.

Love knows no reasons at all,

It does not choose whom to fall.

Love has no eyes, but it is not blind,

It sees, but it doesn't mind.

Love has lots of meanings

That the world is revealing.

I have my own meaning of love too,

That love means YOU!