Showing posts with label Que sera sera. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Que sera sera. Show all posts
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
How to know if you need to look for another job?
Resigned for seven times, that what I’ve read from a book that I can’t even remember the title is. So far I had done it for six times. There’s only one work which I didn’t resign though the opposite happened. Due to recession, the company has no choice but to terminate our contract. I love that job. I actually it’s really hard to find a job that will satisfy you. From what I have experienced, it’s like finding a needle at night. There are signs that tell me to quit the job.
1. If you feel lazy every time you have to go to work... it’s time to search for a new job.
2. If you’re superior is so stupid and insensitive.
3. If you didn’t find any fulfillment in the job that you are doing.
4. If you lack interest of your duty.
5. If you’re job can’t give you the financial stability.
There are lots of reasons why we quit our job, but then we should be wise enough before making the decision.

1. If you feel lazy every time you have to go to work... it’s time to search for a new job.
2. If you’re superior is so stupid and insensitive.
3. If you didn’t find any fulfillment in the job that you are doing.
4. If you lack interest of your duty.
5. If you’re job can’t give you the financial stability.
There are lots of reasons why we quit our job, but then we should be wise enough before making the decision.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Different Elements of Poetry
Meter
The basic structure of a poem is better known as meter. This poetry structures form comes in after the symbolism and theme of the poem has been finalized. This basic structure of a poem is important in every line. A piece of poetry comprises of sub units and the each unit conveys a thought successfully.
Theme
The theme of the poem talks about the central idea, the thought behind what the poet wants to convey. A theme can be anything from a description about a person or thing, a thought or even a story. In short a theme stands for whatever the poem is about.
Symbolism
A poem often conveys feelings, thoughts and ideas using symbols, this technique is known as symbolism. A symbol in poetry can stand for anything and makes the reader take a systematic approach which helps him/her look at things in a different light. A symbol is a poetry style that is usually thought of in the beginning.
Rhythm
Rhythm is important for a piece of poetry to flow freely. This element of poetry refers to the music that the statements of a poem make. To better understand this resonation of words along with the sounds and music produced it is important to read a poem out loud.
Rhyme
A poem may either have this poetry structure form or it may not. A poem that rhymes has in its structure the last words of the line matching each other in some form. For instance the last words of the first and second lines would rhyme or the first and third or the second and forth. Similar sounding words are what constitute rhyme for example cat and mat, house and mouse. This poetry style is not present in free verse prose.
Alliteration
Usually used for sound effect, this element of poetry is made up of several words in a line that begin with the same word. To understand this better we can take the example of M where the line goes "musical melody of the music minstrels."
Simile
A simile is used to add to the beauty of a piece of poetry. This is done with the use of "as" or "like" to make comparisons as to make the lines more understandable and expressive. Let us take for instance a line which goes "her laughter was like a babbling brook," here the poet compares her laughter to a brook which makes the idea clear and interesting. The simile is an optional and yet an important element of poetry
Metaphor
This term is used to describe another way of making comparisons in poetry. Using this poetry structure form the comparisons are more complex. This element may or may not be used by a poet in his poetry
Imagery
Most figures of speech cast up a picture in your mind. These pictures created or suggested by the poet are called 'images'. To participate fully in the world of poem, we must understand how the poet uses image to convey more than what is actually said or literally meant.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
3WW
Abrupt, Kernel, Wield
An abrupt feeling of sadness
Brought by the kernel of love
That was wielded by evil
An abrupt feeling of sadness
Brought by the kernel of love
That was wielded by evil
Labels:
haiku,
poem,
poems,
poems of my past,
Que sera sera
Ghost
How many people are afraid of the ghost that was made by their selves? It’s something your afraid with yet you know it was really you who can destroy it? How many people are afraid of facing them? Of embracing the part of you that you hate to admit? Why does it’s hard to do? Why do people make the world so complicated? Why does it’s hard to accept the things that you are not capable of grasping? Why does people who busted you are so keen of insulting you always? Why do there are people who are so damn stupid of telling you that they are right while you knew that it’s not?
Life is so short for us to be damn broken by things that we made by our own mistake. It’s hard to accept the things as they are…but I hope someone will be trying to be considerate of the feelings of the others…… Still…. It will depend on us… no matter how they dignified…. It is us who know what we really are…..
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The Nights
We sat there and lay my head on you
You put your hands around my waist
Stare each other, smile and the laugh
Suddenly the night seems so complete
We stand there; I’m at your back
And circled my hands around you
You look at me, a few seconds we kissed
Then, the night seems so perfect
We stop there, stay for a few minutes,
You throw a coin, and hope you wished
Something for us, then we prayed
Suddenly, the night seems so peaceful
I sat there and look at the sky
Put my arms around me and hug myself
I glance at the place and think for a while
Suddenly there something missing in my night
I stand there and laugh, lay my back at the wall
Look forward pretending that you are there
and in a seconds tears fell down from my eyes
Then my night feels so empty
I stop there, stay for a few minutes
Throw a coin, wishing that I'm not alone
Praying for the time that I won't feel incomplete
That you'll be back to fill my life with love again
You put your hands around my waist
Stare each other, smile and the laugh
Suddenly the night seems so complete
We stand there; I’m at your back
And circled my hands around you
You look at me, a few seconds we kissed
Then, the night seems so perfect
We stop there, stay for a few minutes,
You throw a coin, and hope you wished
Something for us, then we prayed
Suddenly, the night seems so peaceful
I sat there and look at the sky
Put my arms around me and hug myself
I glance at the place and think for a while
Suddenly there something missing in my night
I stand there and laugh, lay my back at the wall
Look forward pretending that you are there
and in a seconds tears fell down from my eyes
Then my night feels so empty
I stop there, stay for a few minutes
Throw a coin, wishing that I'm not alone
Praying for the time that I won't feel incomplete
That you'll be back to fill my life with love again
Labels:
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poems,
poems of my past,
Que sera sera,
Relationship
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Waves
I remembered when my high school friends and I went to infanta for an outing. I love the waves of the sea there. It brought happiness to me. The waves are huge so my male friends will hold our hand while we jump after the waves.
Have you ever experienced that you are to face a great wave of your life? Just like what troubles we are in…. we have to pass such trials of our life… It’s easier said than done. But then we have to move on….. we have to go on….
Friday, September 17, 2010
List of Old Memories I Found While Cleaning
Its Saturday! I decided to throw some mess in my ever beloved room and here’s the things that I found.
1. A ticket for Hale and Bamboo Concert in Perpetual Calamba. ( A free ticket from Leah my Shuttle Busmate. LOL)
2. Old payslip. ( I have a lot )
3. A ticket for GONDOLA Rides. It’s a ride in Grand Canal, Venetian Macau. Actually it’s a free ticket from my friend Monique. A nice experienced and it’s just like you are in Venice.
4. My students’ activity in Physics. Don’t know if I will throw it all or sell it for the mother Earth.
5. Simcards. I didn’t know I have few simcards of CTM macau.
6. A birthday card fro my Co-Filipino workers in Macau. (They put it in our mailbox and I was shock because nobody knows about my address. How come I have a letter? )
7. Some colored papers. I love writing some poem in a colored paper.
8. Old letters from Huggy. ( Haha! I thought I already burnt it together with my diaries about him. Because someone told me to forget someone burn everything that will remind you of him.)
9. Bri’s compilation of letters, thoughts and poems. A day before my flight to Macau he gave it to me. It brought an ugly eyebag to me. I cry when I read it and feel so scared that I might lose him just like what happen before.
10. An old plane ticket from Clark to Macau. ( A bad memories!)
11. A pair of cute chopstick with eyes at the bottom. ( From Becky)
12. Monique’s letter. ( It makes me miss her so much. Love her so much)
13. A few faded receipt.
14. Bri’s plane ticket to Macau. ( We nearly break because of it)
15. A plastic from China. (lol so stupid for keeping it. It’s a remembrance of our adventure in China. That place is a good place for shopping. Everything are cheap. The vendors are all funny. I remember that a guy asked us in a language I can’t understand to buy his very big lighter.lol I don’t like to buy it because I’m afraid that when I lit it my nose will be hit by the fire.lol)
Do you have those things in your room? Do you think it’s only a mess? I don’t want to throw it because it reminds me of my previous experiences, of how I have been. How about you? Can you just throw some memories of your life?
1. A ticket for Hale and Bamboo Concert in Perpetual Calamba. ( A free ticket from Leah my Shuttle Busmate. LOL)
2. Old payslip. ( I have a lot )
3. A ticket for GONDOLA Rides. It’s a ride in Grand Canal, Venetian Macau. Actually it’s a free ticket from my friend Monique. A nice experienced and it’s just like you are in Venice.
4. My students’ activity in Physics. Don’t know if I will throw it all or sell it for the mother Earth.
5. Simcards. I didn’t know I have few simcards of CTM macau.
6. A birthday card fro my Co-Filipino workers in Macau. (They put it in our mailbox and I was shock because nobody knows about my address. How come I have a letter? )
7. Some colored papers. I love writing some poem in a colored paper.
8. Old letters from Huggy. ( Haha! I thought I already burnt it together with my diaries about him. Because someone told me to forget someone burn everything that will remind you of him.)
9. Bri’s compilation of letters, thoughts and poems. A day before my flight to Macau he gave it to me. It brought an ugly eyebag to me. I cry when I read it and feel so scared that I might lose him just like what happen before.
10. An old plane ticket from Clark to Macau. ( A bad memories!)
11. A pair of cute chopstick with eyes at the bottom. ( From Becky)
12. Monique’s letter. ( It makes me miss her so much. Love her so much)
13. A few faded receipt.
14. Bri’s plane ticket to Macau. ( We nearly break because of it)
15. A plastic from China. (lol so stupid for keeping it. It’s a remembrance of our adventure in China. That place is a good place for shopping. Everything are cheap. The vendors are all funny. I remember that a guy asked us in a language I can’t understand to buy his very big lighter.lol I don’t like to buy it because I’m afraid that when I lit it my nose will be hit by the fire.lol)
Do you have those things in your room? Do you think it’s only a mess? I don’t want to throw it because it reminds me of my previous experiences, of how I have been. How about you? Can you just throw some memories of your life?
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