Greetings from a proud DELTAN

"Tungo sa isang antas ng pag-iisip na mas mataas kaysa pangkaraniwan; hindi makasarili kundi para sa nakararami..."

It was during the height of Martial Law that the brotherhood was forged, seeking to contribute to the Filipino people's struggle for a free, just and humane society.

37 years and the brotherhood is still fulfilling its lifetime commitment to SERVE THE PEOPLE and to be a PARAGON OF SCHOLARSHIP.

Happy Anniversary PI SIGMA FRATERNITY! Keep the fire burning...

Mixed Emotions

My initial plan was just to post a video of our band, Window 3, performing at the AU FRESH Party and perhaps write a brief article alongside it. But upon watching the video, I got frustrated, my eyes hurt and my head ached because I was trying to focus my eyes to the video which was, well, out of focus.

Though I must admit that I need an "Idiot's Guide to Editing Videos", I tried in vain to make our video a bit more pleasing to be looked at. And so, I started editing with the thought, "If others can, so can I!" Haha!

I know its not really great (yeah really, I know!) but I am just so proud that I was able to make my first video editing project. And of course, I am proud of my bros -- Sir Hanz, Sir Joms and Sir Lou, that I now share with you one of our performances during a school event.

I chose to post this particular song because this might be the last performance of the band with me as the vocalist. But knowing how good these guys are with their instruments, they still have a long way to go. So with this, I am also expressing my gratitude that I became a part of their group. Thank you and carry on with the music. Like what Sir Hanz always say, "Rakenrawl!"

Here is Window 3, doing what we love most... (I think! =D)

Stranded

Asar...

Sa mga ganitong panahon, dapat ipinagbabawal ang paglabas sa bahay. Dapat gumawa ng batas na pag umuulan, automatic ng walang pasok. Gusto ko ng matulog...

Kapag nagpasa ng ganung batas si GMA, matutuwa na ko sa kanya. But then again...NOT!

PS: Nais kong magpasalamat sa opisina ng CSDL sa pansamantalang pag-ampon sa akin. =D

Walang kwentang post to..

Rosas ng Digma

Sumibol sa isang panahong marahas
Bawat pagsubok ay iyong hinarap
At hangga’t laya’y di pa nakakamtan
Buhay mo’y laging laan

--- For others, the death of a loved one is the end but for you it was the start of a long battle. A battle which you faced with the others who, like you, were hungrily fighting for freedom. A battle which might be your last...

Namumukadkad at puno ng sigla
Tulad mo’y rosas sa hardin ng digma
At di maiwasang sa’yo ay humanga
Ang tulad kong mandirigma

--- I wish I had your courage and strength. You are a woman in a patriarchal society but you showed the world that even women can bring change to a dying country, saving your countrymen from the firm grasp of the dictator. You are a real warrior...

Ang kulay mong angkin, sintingkad ng dugo
Nagbibigay-buhay sa bawat puso
Tinik mo’y sagisag ng tapang at giting
Sa laranga’y kislap ng bituin

--- Yellow is the new red, a symbol of peace in times of war. The pleading cries of the Filipinos became shouts of hope that freedom will once again be ours. And you succeeded. WE succeeded...

Ang ganda mong nahubog sa piling ng masa
Hinding hindi kukupas, di malalanta...

--- Thank you for restoring democracy in our country..You are indeed a true ROSE OF WAR...RIP President Cory Aquino...

Migraine

This is really uncalled for...

Four months have passed since my last post because I've been really busy with my full time and part time jobs and trying to maintain a life. I am doing good with both of my jobs but unfortunately, I am not very successful with the life maintenance part.

My mind's really messed up and I find myself a lot of times spacing out, just staring at the bright light that my computer emits. Maybe that's one of the reasons why lately, I am always visited by my constant companion.
Let's just call her Migraine.

So after my 3rd cup of coffee, here I am trying to express my emotions just like what I used to do when I was a teenager who always had a broken heart.Pathetic, I know.But writing has been my therapy whenever I feel extreme emotions that no other person could understand.

I am not intending to write a sensible article for people to understand me.
I am writing as a form of temporary release from my solitary confinement and then go back to it afterwards.
I am writing to bring me back to the old me even only for a short period of time.
I write to express.
I write to feel.
Here, I can express what I feel.

Funny but the vagueness of this post is the reflection of my emotions. It is unclear but it clearly reflects what I am feeling at this moment.

Vague.
Blurred.
Hazy.
Uncertain.

The kaleidoscope I own consists of only 3 colors: black, white and gray. Whatever happened to the pink life?

In my quest to look for the other colors in my kaleidoscope, I still have my constant companion.