One Proud Filipino

This morning, all Filipinos rejoice again because Manny Pacquiao wins his fight. In case you don"t know who Manny Pacquaio is, he is the Filipino's pride, he wins many matches.

I remember when I first became his fan. It's his match with Morales. After he won the match, I started watching the following matches with Marquez, Barrera, and now Diaz. I really feel good whenever he wins his fight. I hate it when yesterday filipino-americans are sending me messages like "hey, I bet a million bucks, Diaz will surely make Pacquaio cry." and then today they just say "Pacquiao wins! I'm really proud to be a Filipino!".

The greatest thing about Pacquiao's winning today is that he don't have any wounds on his face unlike Diaz, who's face became a bloody mess. If you watch the match, You'll see how Diaz fall flat on his face in front of Pacquaio.

If you Love me, Hate me or curse me for saying these, I don't care. The fact that a Filipino makes the people's jaw dropped for so many times and once again he proved to the world that Filipinos aren't just domestic helpers but also a good fighter, give me the right to post this.

I'm just PROUD TO BE A FILIPINO..

Life..

Life. If there is one thing that can be called a miracle, it is life. Its funny whenever there are times that I'm planning how should I die. Honestly, I wanted to die peacefully, without problems, without anything to think about. I just close my eyes, stop breathing and then, I die. But I found out that its not as easy as that. God only knows how should I die. I must die on an accident, drowning, cancer, and any other brutal and violent ways. I realize that how much planning I make, if God wants me to die by assassination, then I shall die by assassination.


Some other times, I think of myself. How do I breath? what is going on inside me? do my heart ever become tired of pounding? if you wanted to know the truth, if ever I had a chance to wish on a little star, I like to go inside my body and see how is it really doing. You may think I'm such a phony person but that's the truth.


life is very unexpected. and I hate it. I hate it when I encounter unexpected embarrassments and I hate it when I say to myself "if I knew this would happen today, I never go to school." Life is also unfair. there are rich people who always bully poor people. but despite of that, I realize that all I see and remembered about life are all negative things. I didn't realize that life is full of happy moments that I can cherish. I didn't realize that if life isn't ironic, life will become lousy, there would be no thrill. Life is unfair, yes, God never wanted it to be that way.Ppeople is the culprit why there is injustice in this world.

before, I was angry, I seemed to be angry at everybody for no special reasons. but I realize that I'm just lacking knowledge about life. And now, I'm starting to learn more about it.

If you're tired, depressed, didn't know what to do and what to say, just relax and try to realize something. Anything. and then you'll thank me for posting this. its relaxing and it makes you feel good.