Crap! I met the most Arrogant Man in this World.

"...an arrogant man talks more and listens less." I came up with this phrase when I actually meet the most arrogant man ever.

Majority in our boarding house are college students. I am actually one of those people. We're all bond with studies and some other stuffs. But of course, sometimes we also have to shift into something that isn't boring. So, most of the time we talk and talk and talk. Talking is basically our tool for bonding, we tackled a lot of things such as love and relationship, school, experiences---to sum up everything we're actually talking about our lives. With those talks we actually got to know more each other. Our weirdest wish and dreams, most fearful stuffs, favorites, etc.

Here comes a man who eventually intrudes our daily talking session one night.
Our living room serves as our venue for funny and intellectual talks, but when that man came there was a metamorphosis. What happened wasn't a communication anymore, it wasn't a conversation between two person or more. That man eventually became a speaker, seems like a politician in front of five folks. He stressed everything he says and he disagrees to all the things we said. So it all turned out that he's the only one talking and not even giving us a chance to say something. I got very irritated and annoyed that night, and so I walked out. I don't wanna hear somebody talking faulty information's and damn opinions.

The next night, everything got worst. That fuckin' man gab again. Whew! Holy Shit! If a fairy god mother would appear and ask me for one wish, oh boy, I would really wish that that man would loss his mouth or better yet turn his mouth into a asshole.

Fairy god mother where are you???I need you..

By the way, the mother- fucker's name is ______. Sorry, I can't spell it out. My blood rises every time I hear and see his name, most especially his butt- like face. Actually we made a number of alias for him. one is 'monkey' (monkeys are noisy, right?), the other one is 'tikbalang' ( a Filipino term for a mythical beast that's half man and half horse), he really looks like those disgusting creatures.

He's a lover of my friend. Dude, I really wonder why she loves that shit. She's dumb, I think she got no taste...

Actually the mother- fucker graduated already and passed the licensure exam (he's damn lucky that time... He's a licensed engineer but he actually acts like an insane man roaming on a crowded street. He's too damn older than us and he is supposed to act like a true professional, right?

Bloody hell, when he starts to talk my whole day is ruined! I can take it anymore, I want his mouth zip!

Once you meet the most arrogan man in this world , you'll gonna die!Stay away from hem huh...

lets keep mother earth green. Think twice!When our planet is contaminated, so are you!What you do counts...lets move now, before its too late...

*(this photos was taken at the Domorog, Cataingan,Masbate)

The paradox of Freedom

The Paradox of Freedom


A beautiful butterfly had just loose from its cocoon. It felt good to be out after long days and nights of silence and darkness. It stretched out its wings and fluttered…up

Up and went over the garden of the flowers. The butterfly was free and it wanted to share the secret it had found.

As it hovered over the flowers, it spotted a caterpillar crawling in the ground. Gently alighting beside the crawling creature, it smiled and greeted…


BUTTERFLY: Good morning! Beautiful day, isn’t it? Just got out of my cocoon. I never
knew the garden was so beautiful until today.

CATERPILLAR: You must be new here.

BUTTERFLY: Not really. I’ve been around quite some time. But it’s my first time to fly
over the garden… And you, what are you doing down here?

CATERPILLAR: Can’t you see yourself?

BUTTERFLY: I can see… you’re munching leaves…

CATERPILLAR: So why’d you ask?

BUTTERFLY: Don’t you think it’s the time you go and bury yourself inside your
cocoon?

CATERPILLAR: Don’t be silly. Why should I?

BUTTERFLY: You’re a caterpillar… and soon you’ll be a butterfly…

CATERPILLAR: Ah…I’m just a worm. Look here, wise guy…Life is short, so you’ve
got to make it…the most of it…The world is so beautiful, and there’s so much to see and enjoy… I wouldn’t want to turn my eyes away from it a single moment…

BUTTERFLY: But you can enjoy the world mush more when you’re free and flying over
it. Down here, you get bogged down to a few delights… You don’t see e verything from crawling on the ground…

CATERPILLAR: Big deal! I’m satisfied with the way I am.

BUTTERFLY: You’re satisfied with being a worm all your life? But you’ll never be
happy… You’re meant to be free and fly! Don’t you want to be a butterfly?

CATERPILLAR: On second thought, I think I would, but…

BUTTERFLY: Then go and bury yourself in your cocoon before it’s too late.

CATERPILLAR: But I’m afraid…

BUTTERFLY: Scared of what?

CATERPILLAR: …the dark… of missing the world… of losing my freedom. The
freedom that you’ll enjoy as a butterfly will be nothing with the passing joys you’ll be missing for a while.

BUTTERFLY: Everyone has to die a while if one wants to live and become what one
was meant to be.

CATERPILLAR: Ah… it’s too much trouble… I’ll settle for the way things are at the
moment. If you’d excuse me… there’s too much of the garden I have not seen yet…

The caterpillar left the butterfly speechless and very much disappointed, and went on its
way. It spent the rest of its days crawling on its belly and munching leaves. It grew old and died –A WORM.

The butterfly flew away but more determined than ever to share with all caterpillars the secret of freedom he had discovered.

If a butterfly happens to alight upon you don’t shoo it away…

You must just be missing THE SECRET OF FREEDOM.

the best of friendship...

a sample resume

Mark Anthony D. Porcadilla

435- N R- Padilla St. Fatima, Cebu City

09097462457

maporcs@yahoo.com

Job Objective: To pursue a career as a call center agent in a highly recognized and competitive company.

Qualifications:

• Honest. Accepts reality and act with reality.
• Strongly determined. A very goal- oriented person. Does not easily give up and highly motivated.
• Creative and resourceful. Able to think of ways and ideas for improvement and competitiveness.
• Workaholic. Value time wisely. Being able to use and value time wisely and properly.
• With a good interpersonal communication skill. Attentive and accommodating to people.
• Flexible to any circumstances. Accept failures as learning’s and use it as a tool to face more tough challenges ahead.

Job Experience:

• It’s my first time to apply for a job (haven’t experienced yet).

Affiliations:

• CNHS/ SSG Representative (2003- 2007)

Implementing and facilitating school rules, regulations and projects as a service to fellow students.

• CNHS/ School Publication feature writer (2004- 2007)

Writing articles and searching for current issues for school and public information and community awareness.

• USC/ Psychology Society Treasurer- Block D (2007- 2008)
• USC/ Badminton Club (2008- present)

Developing and enhancing skills and sport- related characters.

Seminar Attended:

• USC/ Psychology Week 2009 Gender Language Sensitivity Seminar

Provides awareness to all Psychology majors for the rampant gender discrimination issues here in the Philippines and throughout the world.

• USC/ Annual Biology Symposium

Provides awareness and information about the present situation of the Philippine ecology, the endangered species, and newly discovered species in the Philippines and how those species maintains the balance of the ecosystem (What’s their significance).

Skills and Languages or Dialects

• Feature writing, playing volleyball and badminton, computer software application (Word, Excel, PowerPoint, SSPS).
• Average English, excellent in Tagalog, Masbateneo, Cebuano or Bisaya and a little Spanish.

EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND

ELEMENTARY YEAR GRADUATED

Potenciano A. Abejero Elementary School 2003

Cataingan, Masbate

HIGH SCHOOL

Cataingan National High School 2007

Cataingan, Masbate

COLLEGE

University of San Carlos (BS Psychology) ----

P. del Rosario St., Cebu City

PERSONAL DATA

AGE: 17 yrs. old BIRTHDATE: June 7, 1991 PLACE OF BIRTH: Cataingan, Masbate HEIGHT: 5’ 7 WEIGHT: 155 lbs. STATUS: Single NATIONALITY: Filipino RELIGION: Roman Catholic

CHARACTER REFERENCES

Jillian Libradilla	May Evardone	Lanie Lebores
Education student, USJ- R	Industrial engineering student, CIT	Psychology student, USC
09284650899	09167567330	09238716308

love as a healer..

“…being unwanted and unloved, I don’t think there is medicine for healing…”Mother Teresa.

There are certain events in my life that burrow deeply into my heart and even into my soul.

Teenagers nowadays, are very different compared to those in 70’s and 80’s. Malling, discos are just two among the hundred things, teenagers want to spend for the rest of their lives. They enjoy the whole day laughing, screaming…But after all they are not satisfied to what they did, so they find another day and do something more. They usually go with their barkadas or peers.

But I find myself very different to the majority. I just stay in our house and enjoy the whole day all by myself. I prefer to be alone that’s why they call me---loner.

Being alone is not that easy, it’s the most hurting feelings I ever felt. I do have little friends…

Sometimes I have a conflict with my parents, and they screamed me offending words…

That time it feels like the whole world fall to me. And it really hurts me, because it feels like I’m unloved by the people around me. I don’t do anything wrong, I try to be a good son to them but after all they consider me as the worst child they ever had.

I just prayed about it, I asked God to give me more strength for me to stand up. I also asked Him to let my parents understand me.

It’s the darkest day of my life, away from my parents and nobody’s there to comfort me. That day my whole life was surrounded by uncounted tears and sorrow. I just lay in my bed in my locked room, alone, crying and praying. I don’t take my meal nor drink a glass of water, I start killing myself. When the afternoon comes I start feeling very dizzy and of course very lonely.

I heard slow knocks in my door, I presume it’s our maid trying to hand me my dinner. But when the door starts to be unlocked I saw both my mom and dad. My mom immediately hugged me, my dad starts explaining me a lot of stuff why they scold me like that. They both apologize to me and say sorry. And after that, it eventually heals my rusting heart. God answered my prayers, He’s always there for me. I thank God so much…

Now I know that there is a medicine for being unloved and that is to be loved! Love is the best medicine ever… I hope love will always be in the heart of all people.