Now I Know, I Am Me

Who am I? Yeah, I’m asking myself, who am I? It’s weird, right? Asking myself who am I is weird. I control myself, but why ask myself who am I? Maybe I’m confused. Maybe I don’t trust myself anymore. I don’t trust my decisions, my choices, my instincts. Or just maybe I’m too busy with things that I don’t have time to talk to myself about my decisions and my choices.

Sometimes, people say “Jem, you’re so sweet… kind… nice… such a gentleman” but sometimes “Jem, you’re a jerk… mean…rude.” Sometimes I think of myself as a gentleman, but also sometimes I think of myself as the opposite. When I talk to someone I’m not that close or not really close, why do I act like a gentleman or a nice guy? Did I just act it or that’s just who I really am? But why if I’m with my closest friends I act wild? Who am I?

I was in love with a girl, got broken, still in love with her, then fell in love with another girl, in love with both, then chose the first. I said and did sweet things, the things I really meant, to the one I didn’t choose, yet, still didn’t choose her. I left her but I didn’t lie to her. I really loved her but I said things that were broken, I didn’t keep my words. That was why I don’t trust myself anymore with my promises. I don’t know or I’m not sure if I will keep or break my promises unlike before, I was always sure to keep and do my promises.

Until now, it bothers me. Not just leaving her that bothers me, but also all the broken promises I made and decisions that hurt people. Do I still control myself, or my feelings are taking over? Then, at last, I had the time for myself. I had my realizations, leanings and lessons. After that time, I felt lighter. I felt that I really know who I am. I now have the feeling that I got the control back.

Realizations and lessons were made after that time, the time for myself. Now I know who I am and I can change if it’s wrong and be better if it’s right. I now have the control. I am just a simple boy who likes to do things in his own way. I have no problem with people that judge the way I do things in my life. That’s because I don’t control how and what they think. I don’t worry about the things I can’t control; I worry about the things I can, which are myself and my attitude. I will not let the negative things people think about me affect me. My attitude is not based on how you treat me. It is based on how I use it regardless of how you treat me… unless necessary. I am ME. ^_^

Having the Ability to Choose....

“To Be or Not To Be” -Hamlet

Hamlet questions the meaning of life, and whether or not it is worthwhile to stay alive when life contains so many hardships. He comes to the conclusion that the main reason people stay alive is due to a fear of death and uncertainty at what lies beyond life.

In simple, it’s a choice. It simply means yes or no, continue or stop, live or die, I will or I won’t, I do or I don’t, I choose to or I choose not to, now or never. In life there are so many questions that have choices to make, like “will I ask her out?”, “will I study or review for the test?”, “will I make my project now?”, “will I try these drugs?” and so many more to mention.

  

 

Think Before You Act!

There are times in our life that just suddenly… we need to choose, that sometimes the speed of the moment also affects the speed of our decision, our choice; that’s where the phrase Think Before You Act will come in. A choice is not just chosen because you just feel good about it or you just like the fun of it. You need to think about it, weigh the consequences, imagine the future or results of it, who will have the advantage and the disadvantage, who will get hurt, is it for myself or for others, what is the right thing to do, etc. Choice will also show who you are, your attitude, your personality, your mindset, your goals; therefore definitely good choice, good attitude, good personality, good mindset, good goals.

In my life, there were choices I made that I regret and there were some that I didn’t. One of the choices I regret was when I was in Grade 6 when I chose to focus myself, my time, in extra-curricular and be confident in my academic performance. I ended up ranking second of the class from my consistently ranking first; but, in every wrong choice, there’s learning, moral, lesson. I changed and balanced my extra-curricular with my academic performance and until now, though I do not rank first in my section, I am doing my best, the best that I can, I know and until to what extent of my ability.

 

The ability to choose is God’s gift to us, humans. Animals don’t have that, also plants and of course also the non-living. It is God’s gift so be thankful; being thankful is not being wasteful; and not being wasteful is using the gift right, so make the right choice. ^_^

The Greatest 4pm Class of III-N

Spelling pretests on Mondays,

look at our scores, we got low.

Post tests on Wednesdays,

look at our scores, we’re not foe

Verbals, we had at first.

Gerunds, Participles, and Infinitives,

Verbs which were cursed

to be Nouns, Adverbs, or Adjectives.

Then, Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet we had.

Grouped in four different settings,

All results were not bad,

but “not bad” means better happenings!

Third is thy Tenses

Past, Present, Future they are,

in simple, perfect, progressive and perfect progressive tenses.

We’d already discussed until there so far.

Of course, don’t forget thy teacher,

who teaches the best in every way.

Mildred Climacosa-Atendido and is a “her”.

And always a good teacher in everyday.

Les Collage~! =P

Well, this is my collage. It looks kinda boring but... it is still a collage, that's all I can say. By the way, the pictures in this collage are place accordingly to give meaning. It has no complex meanings, just simple and few. First, are the pictures of the men working, carrying burden, the hardworking, etc., they are shown there to show the men's appearance or state without computers or any computer technology; their difficulty is shown also from the looks of each of them. Second, are the computers, they are operating beautifully, cheerfully, in order etc. and also two of the computers are the carrying the men's burden or work. It means that computers or computer technology can do work that men can and also can help men in their work. And the third one is the smiley that says GOOD JOB! The meaning there is a little obvious; it means that all of those in whole is a good job. It means that the help that computers or computer technology give is a good job and a successful one. ^_^ and all I can say is "Keep Up the Good Work!" ^_^

The Happy Ending...

Act 5: Scene 3
In the churchyard that night, Paris enters with a torch-bearing servant. He orders the page to withdraw, then begins scattering flowers on Juliet’s grave. He hears a whistle—the servant’s warning that someone is approaching. He withdraws into the darkness. Romeo, carrying a crowbar, enters with Balthasar. He tells Balthasar that he has come to open the Capulet tomb in order to take back a valuable ring he had given to Juliet. Then he orders Balthasar to leave, and, in the morning, to deliver to Montague the letter Romeo had given him. Balthasar withdraws, but, mistrusting his master’s intentions, lingers to watch. From his hiding place, Paris recognizes Romeo as the man who murdered Tybalt, and thus as the man who indirectly murdered Juliet, since it is her grief for her cousin that is supposed to have killed her. As Romeo has been exiled from the city on penalty of death, Paris thinks that Romeo must hate the Capulets so much that he has returned to the tomb to do some dishonor to the corpse of either Tybalt or Juliet. In a rage, Paris accosts Romeo. Romeo pleads with him to leave, but Paris refuses. They draw their swords and fight. Paris’s page runs off to get the civil watch. Romeo kills Paris. As he dies, Paris asks to be laid near Juliet in the tomb, and Romeo consents. Romeo descends into the tomb carrying Paris’s body. He finds Juliet lying peacefully, and wonders how she can still look so beautiful—as if she were not dead at all. Romeo speaks to Juliet of his intention to spend eternity with her, describing himself as shaking “the yoke of inauspicious stars / From this world-wearied flesh”. He kisses Juliet, drinks the poison, kisses Juliet again, and dies.Just then, Friar Lawrence enters the churchyard. He encounters Balthasar, who tells him that Romeo is in the tomb. Balthasar says that he fell asleep and dreamed that Romeo fought with and killed someone. Troubled, the friar enters the tomb, where he finds Paris’s body and then Romeo’s. As the friar takes in the bloody scene, Juliet wakes.Juliet asks the friar where her husband is. Hearing a noise that he believes is the coming of the watch, the friar quickly replies that both Romeo and Paris are dead, and that she must leave with him. Juliet refuses to leave, and the friar, fearful that the watch is imminent, exits without her. Juliet sees Romeo dead beside her, and surmises from the empty vial that he has drunk poison. Hoping she might die by the same poison, Juliet kisses his lips, but to no avail. Hearing the approaching watch, Juliet unsheathes Romeo’s dagger and, saying, “O happy dagger, / This is thy sheath,” stabs herself. She dies upon Romeo’s body.Chaos reigns in the churchyard, where Paris’s page has brought the watch. The watchmen discover bloodstains near the tomb; they hold Balthasar and Friar Lawrence, who they discovered loitering nearby. The Prince and the Capulets enter. Romeo, Juliet, and Paris are discovered in the tomb. Montague arrives, declaring that Lady Montague has died of grief for Romeo’s exile. The Prince shows Montague his son’s body. Upon the Prince’s request, Friar Lawrence succinctly tells the story of Romeo and Juliet’s secret marriage and its consequences. Balthasar gives the Prince the letter Romeo had previously written to his father. The Prince says that it confirms the friar’s story. He scolds the Capulets and Montagues, calling the tragedy a consequence of their feud and reminding them that he himself has lost two close kinsmen: Mercutio and Paris. Capulet and Montague clasp hands and agree to put their vendetta behind them. Montague says that he will build a golden statue of Juliet, and Capulet insists that he will raise Romeo’s likeness in gold beside hers. The Prince takes the group away to discuss these events, pronouncing that there has never been “a story of more woe / Than this of Juliet and her Romeo”.

Now~! It's my turn~! ^_^My own ending will be like this:

There, Paris, his servant and his page went to the churchyard where the servant was outside to warn them about company and the page was with Paris to the grave. Then, there came Romeo but upon seeing the servant and Paris' page, he hid then wait for them to leave. Minutes passed by then Paris and his company left the grave and went off. Then Romeo went to Juliet's grave. Upon seeing her, he cried.... then he cried.... then he cried....until there was no tear left. While crying, he was shouting Juliet's name, saying it in countless times. Paris, his company, and also Friar Lawrence heard it. Upon hearing it, they rushed towards the grave. Before Paris and the Friar will able to reach the grave, Juliet woke up but Romeo didn't notice her. When Romeo is about to drink the poison, Juliet stopped him. Romeo was shocked. He couldn't believe in what he saw but he hugged her, kissed her. Then Paris and Friar Lawrence, saw them. When Romeo and Juliet saw Paris, they explained and also Friar Lawrence to help them explain it to Paris. It was hard for Paris but he let go; he moved on. He left, left nothing but a kiss in Juliet's hand. After that incident, the couple went to the Prince with Friar Lawrence to tell what happened. The Prince, upon told about the union of the son and daughter of the rivals, called both Montague and Capulet. He then told both families about the union but both opposed about the union. But then Romeo and Juliet spoke their thoughts, "the rivalry should end... because even a person in the family of Capulet can love a person in the Montague, and the same way from the Montague to the Capulet. Peace can be done by love. No people wants mess, fights,... we want peace. And through our union may show you the good of peace. Let's forget everything that went wrong and start everything right; and in time... our hearts will accept each other". While hearing this, both sides were thinking, and also realizing the truth of what Romeo and Juliet said. From that day on, Capulet and Montague decided to start being good to each other and agreed that in time they will harmonious be with each other. ^_^

I made my ending of the story HAPPY. It is simply because it is shorter than the word DRAMA. Just kidding.. =P I just like being happy, having happy moments and happy life... and of course I feel that we all like BEING HAPPY. ^_^ Trust me... We all are... ;)

My Dad, The Man I Wanna Be... ^_^

Alberto “Jojo” S. Geronimo Jr., currently 41 years old but moves like age doesn’t affect him, is the father of three simple but cool children which most people call Eulene, Jem and Mark (well, the one named Jem is the coolest, and that’s me).

Well, let’s see, what can I say? Aha~! Supportive~! In every way~! And I think it’s his middle name, yeah I’m just kidding. When I do something, “keep it up”; if I ask if I can do something, “sure, by all means”; when I have a good idea, “that’s a good one”; when I sometimes make mistakes or failures, “you can still do it”; these are just some lines of my dad, and just imagine how supportive he is. It’s like he always believe in me, always trust my instincts, strength, abilities… and even in times when I have failures, it’s like he is indirectly telling me “it’s okay son ^_^”. Whoa~! Yeah~!

Another thing? About my dad? Well, I can say he is fun. If you look at him, he looks like a leader of the Philippine Air Force, a CAT adviser, a Principal in a disciplined school, or just someone who wants everything to be serious and in order, but no, it’s just his appearance. He enjoys the moment when it should be enjoyed. He jokes when no one will be offended. He laughs when it is time of being jolly. And those are the things we are sure to agree with each other. Oh yeah~!

Of course, except being supportive and fun, his children should be disciplined also. He is strict, I can say that, but not the way like we grew in fear, just grew in respect and enough discipline. We grew with fun and support but not grew spoiled. And it is another thing why I am thankful that I grew with a father like him. ^_^

Still, nobody’s perfect. I guarantee that, but even though my father is not PERFECT, he is still the RIGHT father for me, and my siblings. And maybe someday, I will be a father like him or just maybe almost like him. I love my dad~! ^_^ HAPPY FATHER’S DAY~!

My Daily Heroes~! ^_^

“I think a hero is an ordinary individual who finds strength to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles.” 

-Christopher Reeve

 

To be a hero, one does not need to be Superman who flies high to save a planet, not Batman who stands in your way to be hit by a bullet in his bulletproof suit, not IronMan to have a suit of armor, not Spider-Man who has unique reflexes, but even a simple person who helps… or someone who just fixes a person’s life in just a simple thing… or even just making other people happy, saving them in the moments of sadness, loneliness and grief… or just simply being there for someone who needs them. For me, my heroes are not in the DC or Marvel comics or movies, but the people who are there for me from the start – My loving Mother and My supporting Father. ^_^ both are COOL AND AWESOME by the way

 

Seventeenth of January in 1999, my mother gave birth to me… despite with all the struggle, effort, suffering, and pain, she had successfully given birth to me. On that day I already considered my mother a HERO. Until now, she saves me from the daily sadness, daily stress. Even though sometimes she isn't in a good mood, she will still do the right thing for me, and of course I always repay her by being a good son… wait, not a good son but a good, loving and obedient son. I love my MOM, my HERO. ^_^

 

My first day in school being a kindergarten kid, someone saved me by teaching me how to write and read besides my teachers… My Father. Supportive in every way, he always motivates me, inspires me, and moves me to do what I should do and what I can do. He makes the best of me; also helps me makes the things I CAN’T into I CAN, I’LL TRY into I’LL DO. And all of these regardless how busy he is in his daily work. That’s why I love my DAD, my HERO. ^_^

Despite of the daily challenges, problems, and obstacles in our daily life, they never stop supporting, loving, helping, caring or let us just say: being HEROES to me. ^_^

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