I was neither drunk nor dragged by my girlfriend, but The Script’s concert last night was awesome! LSS on Nothing and Science and Faith! They write the best song lyrics! :D
“A whole new world is waiting it’s mine for the taking
i know i can make it, today my life begins.”
-“Today my Life Begins”, Bruno Mars
i believe this song is perfect for graduation day.
i say i’m a mixture of #6, #8 , and #9.
HAHA. joke lang yung #8. lol
One dark gloomy night, a brown-feathered masked owl stood still on a rigid steady branch of a tree. He was solitary, as most owls are. But unlike the other owls, something seemed wrong.
On quiet moments of nights like this, owls are supposedly out hunting their prey. They wear their piercing gaze, and their eyes become fixated at potential feast targets. Their beaks and talons as sharp and as powerful as that of a hawk’s. Their wings geared up, ready for its stealthy flight.
But not for this owl. His eyes weren’t fierce, his gaze not piercing. His beak and talons, though sharp and powerful, were not projected to cut through flesh. His wings were geared up, not for its victorious flight, but for brushing its sad and teary eyes.
“Nocturnal, a word that best fits an owl”, he thought. It does not only pertain to the time when their physical self is awake. But most importantly, it depicts the time when they also become sentimentally conscious.
During the day, everything becomes visible. And that seems to be the problem. You have to tame yourself so as to please every owl having you in his visual field. Funny thing is, even though their eyes were designed for low-light vision, they seem capable of seeing clearly even through the day. Each and every body part, from the emotion of your eyes to the glimmer of your feathers, should appear appealing. Every sound you make gets passed on from a single owl to the whole pack. And every single move you take becomes unfairly and unreasonably judged. All the frustrations, the instances which make you jealous and feel inferior. Yes, they all happen during the day.
That’s why this owl incessantly desires for the sun to set, a time when he can let loose. “I don’t know about the others”, he said to himself. “But at least I feel emotionally alive at this time. I go to the darkest portion of the outskirts of town, where I could be farthest away from the others. My eyes become focused on the tranquil night sky. My gaze weakens.
I introspect. I hoot the loudest I can when I’m angry. I laugh at my most foolish actions. I smile at the fondest memories. I frown and cry, at the worst.
I contemplate because most of the time, I’m unsure. I don’t know what I’m yearning for. I don’t even know what to yearn for anymore.
I wish. I wish at the brightest stars of the night to help me become as brave as the others to fight life’s uncertainties. Then, I begin to hope.”
This was his routine every night, while the others are busy searching for their prey. And as he reflects, he becomes unaware of the fact that time runs. And soon after he wishes, sunlight dramatically begins to touch the leaves of the tree to which his limbs were clutched on. The sun begins to rise. Another day comes. He wears his mask again for the entire world to see. And he waits. He waits for the night when he can show his genuine inner self again.
i need someone like the orange thing. :))
HAHAHA. Ang kulit ng video. :)) I suddenly remembered a friend. :))
HAHAHA! Funny video made in response to Alexandra Wallace’s discriminatory Youtube post against Asians. :))
