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  Who am I really?             I am what I am. Many may percieve who I am, or assume that I am. Though they may be right, only I have been blessed to know who I am for I own this body and I am created into this body, and this creation is me. Only I could know what it truly means to be me. I have a name, I have a family, I have a life, but only my faith defines who I am, and who I could be; kind yet just; good but not of the people. I constantly change and transform. No matter what form I will take, I will only be one and would always be one, which is myself: the person who God planned me to be. What am I really scared of?             I dread that I may repeat the same mistakes again. I fear that because of my lack of thought and a surplus of forgetfulness and pride, I could lose somebody I love, and disapoint them, especially towards God whom I love the most. I am weak, and easily tempted; my flesh is easily swayed and discouraged. Thoiugh I am afraid, I chose not to b

            Natagpuan ko ang aking sarili sa ilalim ng dagat. Hindi ko matanaw ang lalim nito. Pinilit kong lumangoy tungo sa ibabaw, ngunit sa bawat kumpas at galaw ay lalo akong lumulubog. Sumuko na lamang ako, at hinayaan kong lamunin ako ng kailaliman ng dagat.                Doon ako nagising.             Dumating nanamang muli ang umaga. Ang init ng araw ay dumadaplis na sa aking mga paa. Napabuntong-hininga ako habang bumabangon at sinuot ko ang aking mga tsinelas. Tila hiwalay ako sa katawang ito ngunit ang alam ko na lahat ng mayroon ako noon ay naglaho nang walang anu-ano. Nilisan ko ang aking kwarto at hinayaan ko nang tumakbo ang daloy ng buhay: naligo, kumain, nag-ayos, naghanda na para sa pagpasok sa paaralan. Kinuha ko ang aking mga gamit at lumabas na sa bahay tungo sa eskuwela.             Habang naglalakad, sunod-sunod na tanong ang sumagi sa aking isipan. Isa nanaman ba itong araw ng paghahangad; paghahangad ng pagbabagong hindi matatamo? Pag-aasam

As you venture out into the sea of information, take all necessary precaution. Make sure that you truly are protected. False security makes you blind on what could come out and take away the things you value the most. Be safe. I scanned my doodle and added colour digitally.

Not a good representation of my geometrical skills; or is it?

            During that night, I was anxious. I felt fear and worry. I was alone, walking on the footbridge, with the sound of distant fast-accelerating cars along the high way. But did I have any reason to be?

I walked over the footbridge (as the good citizen that I am).  It was filthy; it was wet. But seeing the vicinity from a place a bit higher than the rest, I say  "It's not that bad at all."

I saw them with my eyes, The clouds of different skies Ethereal journey that never ends In the wind they would swerve and bend From water to vapor From vapor to water They venture forth together Around the world forever