The Diary of a Young Man

It was a beautiful day and I am very ready for my Physics class this friday. I am informed that Makati City will be occupied by a prayer rally and with some opposition rallies of anti- Gloria Macapagal administration. I was hoping for a suspension of classes but the classes were over and still no suspension of classes. I went home at exactly 3pm and the rallies were recognizable. I obviously heard a troop yelling "Gloria magnananakaw…" song as they walk along. I was so tired since jeepneys were not available due to rallies on the road. I arrived at 5pm in our humble home very tired. I realized that I am having an excessive sweating scenario when even walking I continuously sweat very much. I am ashamed as I get into the jeepney to Market Market because the guys beside me were feeling my sweat from my arms. I was so embarrased to. I thought that this day is over but as long as the rally proceed it will not be a good thing for our socio economic and political status.

Monday is the start of classes and work in a week. People felt it is difficult to go this day. The sensation felt on weekends is very hard to forget since break time is wonderful. This monday, cancellation of classes due to the president’s proclamation as this day as a non working holiday. In fact, it is the  day of people power which a lot of filipinos regard as an important day of independence from the Marcos regime.

I am happy because I can rest for an extension of a day. Saddened also that we will make up the loss of a class this day. I enjoyed this beautiful monday by texting my SPECIAL someone all day, finished my powerpoint presentation for ward class tomorrow and reviewed past lessons that may be taken as a quiz. I am very happy as I type this blog, I do not specifically know why but maybe tomorrow I will know.

A beautiful Monday will end as a madam of progress and cheers.

I had a dream but I guess that dream will hardly become a reality. I wish someday I will be rich. The question now arrived in my head, "How will I do that?" for a simple student like me who strive to pass exams and learn necessary for my job in the future, it is very blur. I started to believe that it will never happen. I can only be middle class unless I marry a rich woman. I am not materailistic but why do I desire wealth maybe the fear of starvation. I looked to beggars and I said to myself, "I don’t want to be like them."

It is never too late. I can still walk, study, learn and play. I should maximize everything I have to do what I like to do. If happiness lies only in simplicity then I will be simple. I hope the person that I am in 2020 will be the person I aspire to be.

Life, so simple and true may7 one day my destiny reveals my self.

Sadness is a feeling of loneliness and once this loneliness is being felt it will invade not only the body but also the soul. It makes sensitive people insane and it gives extroverts a power of advantage and control. It is not merely the absence of power that made sadness even more powerful It consumes the beauty of the soul and devours the physical beauty that is noticed.

Sadness is perilous and kills a lot of innocent people. Unnoticed and silent it makes illusions a reality and make love a sin. It is hypnotic and definitely underwhelming. The heart of those in sadness may give up hope most of the time and find no people to talk to. Sorrow is a different thing.

The death of a love one so close to him can made a vile person soft and a happy guy depressed. A person will feel that he carries a cross which is a sorrowful revelation since it is close to the tragedy of Jesus’ death.

Sorrow and sadness. Sadness and sorrow. 2 words which make a purple black and roses dry. It coronates the wicked and enslaves the poor. It makes the wealthy questionable and the powerful vile.

May the humane attitude be with those who felt the 1st sign of sadness and that is weakness of physical strength and only you can help your self before it is too late.

Searching for true love is a difficult task. Lot of men tried to court women they desire to satisfy their feelings of loneliness. A man who doesn’t find love to a woman may  die with grievance of not holding a lover’s hand. It is quite sad that a lot of human beings have failed to find true love which lead to adultery and betrayal. The worse kind of love is possessive love for a man cannot own another but fooled by their intense feeling.

Obsession is not love for the idea of love is not satisfied.

I am Emmanuel Corro, 17 years old turning 18 this March 12. I have read books about love and sometimes wonder how love works in the mind. When I was 8 or 9 years old I remember my self say that "I won’t marry!." I was so young but the effects of marriage made me anxious. I did cry because of love but I try to ask my self for all the people why did I cry for that person. I answered my question when I look to the mirror and seen my reflection.

"Looks deceived the mental side of beings but once action is noticed it will activate the feelings and made a person realize his perception for that person."

It sounds deep but often true. We judge the ones we love for their looks and not their personality. Rarely people would marry a not so good looking type of person but they accept them for who they are. I am not confused about love but one day when I got to the point to answer a "yes" or "no" question I may find life not only beautiful but a responsibility.

Life is a valuable possession and once gone and withered it may turn good people bad. In my 2nd year college as a nursing student, studies is number priority then love. I find it good because love waits. I heard news that lovers became suicidal and a boyfriend kills another guy because of jealousy. Many take their lives for a loss of a lover and many became insane because of wrong beliefs out of love.

Hurting another person is not love. If you made your lover cry it is not good. There is a problem in your relationship that needs to be fixed. Broken families, adultery and battered housewives are examples of this event.

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… I hope that one day my life will be more colorful because it has always been the usual colors everyday and I’m tired of it. …

I will be waiting …
I will not cry if you’re gone …
but I will remain the same person when we first meet in the webcam…