BLOG 6: My World O_o

“What a Wonderful World”

            Have you heard that song already? There many singers who sang that but it was originally sang by Louis Armstrong. Know him? Actually, I don’t know him, but I love this song so much. I have listened to it even when I was still a kid. “And I think to myself, what a wonderful world,” that’s the line that I’ll not forget. Of course it’s the only phrase I can understand, but you know if you’ll read the lyrics clearly, you can see that the song is so meaningful. It shows what a wonderful world we have, in his eyes. You know him, in the eyes of the singer obviously.
            God had made this world for us; so that we can live with everything we need already but look at what we did to this wonderful world. If we look into the reality, we can see that our world or what we call environment was damaged a lot already. It is the truth but there are different aspects in seeing our surroundings, one may say their world is wonderful. For me, I’ll tell you one thing; my world will forever be wonderful, no matter what happens. The world I live in with my loved ones will always be wonderful because of them. I’m with the people I care and love, enjoying every view that I will see. The morning dews every morning I wake up, the rising sun, the rain, everything is wonderful. All these things were given to me by God so why won’t it be wonderful. Do you even understand what I’m telling you? I may be writing the same sentences over and over again but isn’t it true. The words that I’ve said may be different in your view but no one will change my world.

            I have concluded a lot of things on this blog like no one can change my world. At some point, I don’t even know what might happen in the future, so I can’t be sure of what I’ve said. My only purpose for saying that my world is wonderful was to have a positive view in life. How can we continue to work if all we say and think about is negative? Are you starting to understand me? If you look at all the wonderful things that are happening to you, doesn’t it feel great?  

-LUVSOO13 [I<3CHOISOOYOUNG*I<3LEEHYUKJAE*ILOVEWUFAN*ILOVEBAEKYEOL*ILOVEKAI*I<3SM]

Blog 5: Romeo & Juliet Comic Relief Ending II $_$

Comic Relief in Romeo & Juliet?
“Seriously?”

            Okay, I’ll tell you the deal. What the thing really was, our informal themes were to be posted in a blog and here is one of it. Our topic for the week is a comic relief ending of romeo & Juliet. Yah, in fact, we’re so addicted to Romeo & Juliet, but I am not. Lels. The whole story is just nonsense and stupid, I’m kidding. It’s one of Shakespeare’s popular plays. Hahah. Quite tragic, is it even quite? Nah, nevermind that. Now to focus on a comic relief, what kind of ending should I do? The truth is, I’m writing this at 1 am and I’m getting sleepy. Back to the topic, okay I thought of one now.

            Here’s my ending. Lalaladah. Read it, my dear friends:
Let’s start with the last scene with the breath of both Romeo and Juliet. Romeo came running again, to Juliet’s place. She was there lying dead, with the help of a potion. Romeo doesn’t know what to do so he took the vile on his pocket and drunk it thinking of it as a poison. When you drink that potion, you will fall asleep after a few minutes, and there’s an after effect. Heheh. So Romeo did take a bit of the liquid and fell asleep. Just as he fell, Juliet opened her eyes and saw Romeo there lying dead (not actually). :o . She saw the vile on Romeo’s hand and drunk it as well. She also fell asleep together with Romeo. After a few minutes, both of them woke up, but something’s wrong. Romeo was acting girly while Juliet was acting like a man, as if their genders have changed but their looks haven’t. Okay, so let me clear it out to you, Romeo and Juliet didn’t switch bodies; it’s just that Romeo became a gay and Juliet became a lesbian. DONE^ 

            Okay, finished reading my ending? Just a nonsense in my own work. I love to write! Does anybody know that? I have a lot of stories and I really love writing but I’m not that good enough. Okay. There’s a comic relief. A comic relief is where a funny part is added so that the story won’t be so boring and sad. How is my ending? No one’s supposed to read this!! But still thanks to the ghosts beside me for reading it with their hearts. Oooh. They don’t have hearts.

Blog 4: My Own Romeo & Juliet's Ending I

Romeo and Juliet’s Ending Part 1

        We all know Romeo and Juliet’s ending by now. *Not all of you knew btw.*
It was a tragic ending and no one would have ever wanted that kind of ending, except to those sadistic ones. O.o You know, Shakespeare’s first plays was all humorous. Actually, he was not into those dramatic ones. Maybe he just did the Romeo and Juliet’s ending on purpose, right? Because, if you read it closely, you’ll see that the ending and the storyline were kinda stupid. Why don’t we do something? Then it only means one question to most of us. What if we’ll create the ending, what will it be?

        If I were to create the ending, well, it will still be close to the original. To make it more realistic, I should not let Juliet die. If the story was true, it would be stupid enough for Juliet’s character to commit suicide just because Romeo did. So this is my ending: Read it clearly! :”P
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        Romeo came running to Juliet’s dead body lying on a bed. He never knew of the plan so he drunk poison to join Juliet on her sleep but then Juliet started to open her eyes. She saw Romeo dying beside her but since she can’t kill herself, she just cried herself out there and became a crazy woman. She always sees Romeo’s face on every man she sees. TADAHH!! That’s how my ending is.

Did you like it? Haha. Well, I’m one crazy writer too. The ending of a story always matters because this will show if it will leave an impact to the reader’s mind. What the hell am I saying? Of course, every story that we’ve read, the ending shows whether we are satisfied or not with a story.  That’s how I explain it. Ask others if you can’t understand. Clear. I’m done with this. xDD

BLOG 3: U Know My Family?

I LOVE MY FAMILY

            Everyone has a family, even if we’re blood-related or not. We can always call those people who we lean on in times of problems and those who were beside us all the time our family.  I am one of those lucky human beings to have my family beside me. They are always there to support me and they are one of my inspirations on why I should continue to work hard. I am forever thankful to God for giving me a very wonderful and big family. BD.

            I know I’m not a perfect person. Isn’t it obvious, because nobody’s perfect? LoL.XD Now, let me introduce and tell you my family. I can say that I have a simple family, but I don’t know if it’s the same in your eyes. I live in a small house here in Cavite with my grandmother and my uncle.  Every weekend, my mother comes home from work. And every month, my aunt comes home too, to visit us. Do you know my behavior? Well, I get along with my family well, especially during conversations, but I’m not that kind of an obedient daughter. There’s no day that I do not cry because of my family. We always argue and we talk so loud as if we’re yelling. Joke. No matter what, it’s not like that always, just sometimes. My mother and I don’t get along well too. I’m a stubborn one and I wanted to change it. I was always sorry for what I do. I always answer back when they are scolding me. I just can’t help myself but like I said, I’ll change that habit. They are the only one who’ll be there for me when the world ends, so I love them for understanding me always with my actions and behavior.

            No one knows me better than my family. Another fact that I’ll say is that I have a lot of differences in personality when I’m with them. It’s because they know my flaws and the wrong things I did. They are there for me at all times. Even though my grandfather whom I loved so much left this world already, I can still much more love given to me. By those caring words and advices given to me, I am more than grateful. What else could I say? I’m always saying the same things already. I can’t describe them anymore ‘cause they’re the reasons that I’m alive and I’ll continue to work harder for them so that they can be proud of me. I thank God for them.