writer-slash-journalist-slash-blogger

From my debut blog which is “Ink Stain in My Paper”, I have jotted there that there was a point in my life that I abhor writing. I can’t believe that from a simple-school-publication everything has changed. From then on, I already started to have a taste in writing and eventually be infatuated in this “hobby”.

From the simplest idea inside my head to the intricate contemplation that I have created, I make sure that I have created some kind of an article or put it into writing.

Anyways, the reason why I was so infatuated in writing is that it was a therapy for my stressed-mind. I can unload all the heavy thoughts that was stocked inside my petite mind because my mind can’t take so-much-more-of-absorbing-things. And only in writing I can speak up for myself without arguing with other regarding on my beliefs and stands -just like this one. :)

oswaldfabisablay
24oct2008

PATHETIC...

i'm sorry guys for having such an anemic blog this past few weeks... don't worry i promise that i'll update this when my schedule is free... i have lots of things inside my head that i need to express through writing in this blog-slash-jail of mine... thanks for understanding...

Bugging Ideas

This past few days, there are countless ideas that keeps bugging inside my turmoil mind. A lot of new ideas that I am supposedly publishing here. But the thing is, when I open my laptop, I usually ended up surfing the net and getting ideas from the headlines and wasting my laptop’s charge/battery. The irony thing is I really, really have lots of ideas that keeps bugging my head and I really, really love to share it with you…

CHAMPIONS!

"How do you spell champions?"

" S. O. P. H. O. M.O. R. E. S."

*2nd placer in the Cheerdance Competition

*Sophomres team

*wait for it's photo!

TROUBLE-FREE

"Words are not enough to express my true feelings for you. My world was once in astray but it changed dramatically the first time I met you. Before, I was always in the wilderness searching for something, searching for someone, searching for myself. Everyday I always make it a point to go back to that wilderness hoping to find answers to my feelings of emptiness. But still nothing happened. So one time, I decided to search for an entire day promising myself that I won't go back till I find what I have been looking for. But I guess luck was nowhere to be found. Nothing was falling into place. I was so enraged and furious because the sun is now starting to hide yet nothing is happening. Not even a single clue was there to be found. After a whole day of searching, my body was now in total fatigue, tired and feeling of hopelessness. I needed water to fill in my thirst. And a much needed rest to regain my fading strength. Coincidentally, I saw a bizarre yet magnificent river. I was so delighted and overjoyed that at last I could now drink gallons of water to satisfy my lingering body. I was so dumbfounded and astounded by the serenity and tranquility of the river. It made me appreciate the true beauty of the outside world, its simplicity and quietness. Then I made a comparison. I hope my life was like that, uncomplicated and trouble-free."

an excerpt