Letter

Disclaimer: Any resemblance of original characters to any real persons, living or dead is purely coincidence.

Something is eating me up and I can’t take it anymore. My name is Lance Skies and this is my story.

College life was a terrible experience for me. Starting year as a freshman, I was being bullied by the upper level, making fuss of my hair, tossing around my bag and getting my allowance. One of them is Kian Danes, a handsome and happy- go- lucky guy who wants nothing but pleasure without knowing that he is already hurting someone. He was very smart and talented; he plays piano, he joined student council and elected as president. It was such a nightmare for me who was being bullied by the student council president. I know it’s like a fight that I wouldn’t win.

Several months have passed and they seemed to be in a good mood, they avoid doing things that they used to do to me. And I think that this is a good chance to send a letter in the dean’s office about it, for me to have justice. But that was just I thought; instead Kian received the letter and he accused me of vandalism and drinking alcohol inside our campus. After that incident, I was suspended for 7days and immediately put into student kick-out warning list.

My resilience took for almost a year from pain and pressure, from what happened to me. And I think it was worth it, I’ve studied harder and as a result; my colleagues in our college was impressed with my academic performance, resulting for me to be elected as president of our college and one of the student council officers. Now Kian and I were not so far away from each other. After several days of election I can notice their humble actions. They have also stopped bullying me and their threat was gone, they also lifted the kick-out list from me. After the first meeting and acknowledgement of newly elected officers, Kian talked to me privately in our office and he looked so worried. “You know Lance, I know that I did something wrong to you and I hope that you will forgive me, besides were on the same stone as I am stepping in, so let’s cooperate with one other. Kian said to me sincerely. I was shocked by his words and I was about to laugh him when I told him that; “Is there any other choice I could pick besides from forgiving you?” Jokily I asked.

The next day friends from my freshman year were amazed; they cannot believe their eyes as I walk through the hall with Kian. “WA…waiiiit!! Is that Kian and Lance? Whoa?! That’s impossible! Shocked they said. “But I thought that there were enemies!” Other insists.”Well nothing is permanent” Other replied. We were walking halfway out in the campus as I had to go in the guards’ post. Kian and other officers were headed home.

Kian’s favorite hobby is to play tennis and so am I. We play together every weekend wherein I did not see her girlfriend even for once. Out of curiosity I asked him. “Hey! Kian?! Why didn’t you make your girlfriend come around?” I asked while hitting the tennis ball. “She was busy studying and doing chores every weekend Lance!” He replied while hitting the tennis ball.

We continued to play tennis every weekend until he wanted to share something of his talent to me; and that is to play piano. My weekend was so great; I mean I can play my favorite sport which is tennis and this time I’m going to learn to play a piano. Just as planned in the weekend Kian taught me to play piano, we talk for awhile before we start. “Kian, how long have you been playing piano?” I asked “You know Lance I have been playing piano since I was 11 years old, my mother; who is a music teacher taught me how to play a piano before she died.” Kian said. “I’m sorry about that.” I replied whispering. Before he says again I prompt him with a question. “Kian is there anything you want to wish for? I mean, look at you, you have the guts the talent, you’re smart and everything that you want you get it and I want to know if there’s any.” Curiously I asked. “There’s nothing I can wish for; except for my girlfriend, I want to be her husband, working for my wife and my kids; 1 boy and 1 girl, seeing her smile and hearing her voice every morning.” Proudly he said. “Um, so you really want that huh? Confusingly I asked. “Don’t get the wrong idea Lance; Love is not a possession if you try to possess it you will lose it.” He replied

Years have passed Kian was already a senior and I was a junior, I was the president and Kian is the vice president of the student council, our tandem was so influential that the other colleges voted for us even though we didn’t do any campaign paraphernalia. Our university topped the country’s thesis contest, and because of that, our university awards us as most outstanding students of the year for several years. For me this year is the best I achieve being a topped notch student, hailed and respected by everyone.

I was about to buy a coffee in the cafeteria, when someone caught my attention. It was Kian’s girlfriend named Mimi Summers; she was actually the reason behind Kian’s angel –like changing attitudes just before I got bullied by Kian. She inspired Kian to be a good person for she knew what Kian’s doing outside the campus. Mimi was a simple girl, she has brown eyes, black hair with fair complexion and she was happy person. I used to see Kian and Mimi hanging out in the cafeteria every afternoon, where Mimi got a cup coffee while eating egg sandwich same as Kian. They seem loved each other. And I’m truly happy about that. Because of Mimi, Kian’s life was so right, Mimi, Kian and I were used to do charity works and eco-concern fun runs. That was so right not until my friend Tom called.

A minute before the outreach program held in the church which Mimi, Kian and I used to go. Mimi and I were waiting for Kian because he has the goods for the less fortunate as my friend Tom called. Thin; he was like nobody in the class, Mr. Weirdo, son of a car mechanic that’s Tom. Tom fitchner is my batch mate, I met him from my freshman days and yes you’re right he also experienced the bully days of Kian which is the most worst of all I’ve ever known. He experienced being beaten half-dead. He was confined in the hospital for almost 1week and the reason of him was being sick not being beaten. I was surprised to hear his voice in the phone; “Hey! Lance! How ya doin’ man?” happily he said. “Nah, It was so good” I replied. “Oh, how was Kian? IS HE DEADD!?!?!?!?! NYAHAHAHAHAH! Crazily and evilly he asked. Because of my nervous I end up the call and I called Kian.*phone ringing**phone ringing*(Kian answered the phone) “Hey dude, it’s me Lance where are now? We’ve been waiting you for so long” Worried I asked. “Hey Lance, t …… …………….. .. . ….. ……….. …..” he wishes. (Call ended)

Kian Danes was found dead riding a jaguar, he’s car was a total wreck. He was heading straight in the highway when he found out there people at his front view, he turn left lane which results for him to collide with a full speed truck, statement of the witnesses.

It was just a matter of seconds while I was talking to him before he turned the car.

“Hey Lance, the car’s breaks won’t work. If I would not turn to left there are many people will be hurt or die because of me. Well if this is the payment of my wrong doings I’ll gladly accept it, take care Mimi and please don’t tell anyone about this. Let this be an accident. Thanks dude. Goodbye” he wishes. (Call ended)

After months of courting, Mimi she answered me with a yes. It was 7^th death anniversary of Kian I’m on a relationship with Mimi, and she seems to be happy with me although I know that somehow I cannot be the Kian Danes, Mimi used to love. 3 days before our wedding she was diagnosed for a cancer in her ovary. I know for somehow that Mimi cannot bear a child it’s actually frustrating and yet I smiled.

“I’ll love you no matter what happen; even though you’ll be incapacitating to bear a child, don’t cry. I’m here for you always”. With high hopes I said.

Months have passed lies become more often, I asked myself; how could I possibly live with this woman who is so honest that which I cannot give her the truth behind the accident? Can I live with a lie? Living in a lie? And the hardest part here is that; do I really love her? Or isn’t the sympathy that keeps me going? There are so many questions and yet I haven’t found the answer. It’s the 5^th month of our relationship; I’ve decided to leave her for good in order for me to create myself and for her to be better. I know how hard it is but I should and one thing that I can promise is that being a friend of Kian is not a lie. I’ll leave this letter and if someone reads this I hope you will tell the truth from Mimi Summers.

-Lance Skies

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another fiction story from pjk

Weeeee after long months of inactivity I'll post a new fiction story based from wild rose http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=166017023440056 of ms. ressie balbin. :))

hope you'll enjoy it :)

Wednesday LOL

It was six in the morning when I wake up, I ate breakfast and I pack up things for school. It was my usual day as I attend my NSTP - subject, At 7:50 I arrived at school, I join up with my other classmates, 8 in the morning our call time but because of chit chatting we didn't notice the time flew away. It was 8:15 when we went into HRM building (AJ, Rens, Laine, Alex and Me.) Were sitted in the right wing of the room, laughing and doing nonsensical things. We find nstp boring I would describe it as " sleeping subject".

As I observe the sitting arrangement, I saw something unexpected and yet I want to expect, I saw an angel I was shock in no time, there are hundreds of sit there and it was purely coincidence for me to saw her row'ed in my seat. I spend the morning with disturbance in my sight until today I cannot barely see her face. Just today I love Wednesday.

Observation

A lot of Filipino often make mistake of exchanging the use of common and some popular proper noun. Here are some examples.

Diaper = Pampers

"May tinda po ba kayo ng pampers? Yung EQ "

Photocopy = Xerox

"Tara! pa Xerox tayo doon!."

Funny to think of it but that's Filipino way :)

Good night ! ^^,

Whoa! New morning !

It was the birds chirping woke me up. Saturday in the morning when I noticed something, something different from what I used to be. The heaven cries and the breeze of air feels good. It was raining, "ah morning rain huh?" I said. I rush into the bathroom to take a bath, I feel the chill of water. It was just a minute when I finished my bath and now I'm preparing for my breakfast, It wasn't that bad eating fried rice with salted fish while having a glass of hot chocolate drink. I took a jog in this morning it was the morning breeze that actually boost me up, I didn't care about the rain I just jog and jog until I feel bored.

Twelve in the noon when I was writing this one, it is my first time to write these kind of note. I just feel the positive aura here and I am happy to felt that. I feel that I will have a good week. :)

not so happy

Undisputed noise suddenly comes into my ears hearing it annoys me. Five in the morning it was my sister who was ranting like nowhere it was about the fan where supposed to be in their room but she failed to see fan in their room, her ranting doesn’t stop there she was also saying like “ Bakit na iinitan yung mga bata, bakit walang electric fan?! Sila nga nag babayad ng kuryente, ganyan pa mga ugali nyo!? Ang kakapal naman ng muka nyo?!” (Why do the children doesn’t have more electric fan? Did you not know that it was hot?! They pay your electric bills and yet you show nothing in return?! Effrontery! )

It doesn’t stop there, she upbraid that “ about the money money money and money the way she budgets all about money.” That makes me answering her saying “Bakit pati ako nasama dyan? Alam ko may electric fan naman, tsaka Bakit nanaman nasama yung pera dyan!?”(Why did you also scolded me? As far as I know there was a fan also what is the connection between money and the fan!?) I didn’t know where the other fan went the night before they sleep but as far as I know there was a wall fan in their room but she said ”that wasn’t enough my kids, they shouldn’t feel any warm”. She insists that I should blame my brother not her because of his negligence of not putting the fan inside the room after drinking alcoholic beverages. Yet she also scolded ME as if I know where that fan went. It was all about the fan and her heroine for us. For me she does not have the right to generalize people generalizing makes judging innocent.

One thing is for sure there will be no working student I will earn and save first before going to college and that’s life I will accept it positively. I cannot accept any help from her she’s way too proud for herself, she even cannot accept our imperfection, comparing her high school days with us. If she can manage to say that things, what more if I’m studying because of her help? I can’t really imagine. L Who knows? I know God will.

Yes I feel the ambience ^^,

Listening in a music really makes my day complete, adding my niece helping us here in house that makes perfect. As days passing by the school days are coming, I want to go to school badly but I don't know if that would be good since my mother doesn't yet have a permanent work, what I think here is that If I could go to work while studying which is hard, but good for both of me and my mom. I feel nothing but eagerness, eagerness to study which makes me think positively. Let's see if I could make sense. Good day :)

Simmering - Frying A Delicious combo!

These past few days my tongue gets out of appetite because of repeating viand so for a change I took some advice from a friend to enjoy fried red meats and chicken products. He told me about Simmering. What is Simmering/stewing? Simmering/stewing is similar to boiling but the temperature of water should be less than boiling point. Simmering the chicken,meat products together with spices before frying it would definitely enhance the taste of your viand.

The process was so simple.

1st prepare your needed spices and products namely:

vinegar 6 ounces

salt 3 tablespoons

ginger 1pc minced

onion 1pc diced

garlic 5 clover

fish sauce 6 tablespoons

fresh water 6 glasses

chicken/pork 1 kg

Comment:

You could actually adjust your preference and add whether you like more salty or sour taste according in putting spices.

2nd simmering

Put the spices in the pot together with the pork/chicken and water.

The fire should be in very low.

Wait from 10 - 15minutes.

Get the chicken/pork and let it be cool for about 2 - 3minutes.

3rd frying

Get a pan or a wok, be ready to deep fry (honestly I am afraid of oil :)

Fry the chicken/pork until crispy golden brown.

Use paper tissue to remove excess oil from the chicken/pork.

You could put some side dish like sliced carrots or cabbage with mayonnaise.

Viola and there you have it~! Our simmered - fried chicken/pork. Bon appetite.

Simply as may it seems for an amateur cook but for me as a beginner, I find it hard to fry with the spoiling of oil. Honestly while frying I am afraid of the sound coming from the fry center, And just as I avoid the spoiling of oil from the pan, my friends laugh at me for they say that I looked like a child in cooking, well at least I've done preparing it and as I do love to eat my own cooked food. Just as I type this ending remark I remember the word of wisdom in the movie ratatouille : "Anyone can cook" just as I did.

Choosing The Right Candidate

Choosing our public servant is not easy as it seems, there you can be influenced by their track record, tv ads, bribe etc etc. We have our time to choose, we should think for the best and not for worst. Here are some questions that we should consider in choosing right candidates.

Does this candidate can actually lead our country into success?

Do you really want a change?

Do you really want a change in our government?

If he has been elected, will he do his/her duty honestly and actively?

Does he/she cheat?

Does he/she violate the campaign period law? even with the simplest?

Do I really want to vote him/her?

If he/she is being re- elect did he/she do his/her duty well?

Makes sense does it? Voting for a candidate running for a president whom only consider others opinion is most likely will not fit for a presidential position for he/she doesn't possess political will. For others they don't care about voting and they say that "that's fine it was only my ONE vote I would vote to whom who will buy my vote " Hey! don't get me wrong but do you really have any conscience? Do you really want that candidate to run your country/city/town with that kind of method? Think think and think!! wake up folks! for they will simply just steal our public funds when they get elected for them to recover their campaign expenses and to furthermore corrupt.

There are so many questions to be questioned and yet to be answered. If you're going to vote don't forget to think of God, Country, and us Filipinos. Nowadays Filipinos seems to learn and yet others don't want to. Our the future lies within our vote. Choose and Vote wisely!

Got a problem?

Every problem there's a solution my tita used to say it to me, In my opinion when you are in a problem you should fix it so that it wouldn't be a nuisance for you. Making the right decision will be helpful in order to solve a problem, While doing nothing will let the problem come into your way and worst the problem will eat you up. Some of my relatives said that "If it doesn't kill you, it makes you stronger" and I personally think that it is true for somebody who's facing a problem would definitely learn from that (don't get me wrong for some other people are being sarcastic). A problem is a problem whether it is a minor or a major still, it is a problem. So better finish off that annoying problem before it spreads it's problem. Goodluck!


-pjk

Money + Knowledge = Work + study

People often think about money and who the hell in the world wouldn't want money? Money is everything, We buy food, clothes and other necessary items in order to live properly. By working you could earn money to buy things and also to educate people, What if we've given a chance only to choose between work and study what would you choose? As a high school graduate choosing work over study would definitely ruin your career and your job.

Here in our country, people often think that education is not that "helpful" in terms of getting a job (well you cannot blame them for the government of ours doesn't do "enough"). I've heard from a friend "If I could turn back the time I would love to go in school" from these statement I realize something, that being illiterate means a lot, you cannot find good and better jobs with high payment you cannot understand other meaningful things in life. Learning is like flying, you could do it little by little, if you really cannot go to school because of financial problem, you could study and work at the same time- be a busy person. Determination really comes handy in these situation. So go out go find part time job/s and don't let poverty bring you down! Goodluck.

-pjk

computer realization

I spent my morning and evening with my computer, I often use my computer first instead of eating meal, This really makes me thin until I realize one thing, computer really makes enjoyment but if you would realize the time, money and energy you have been wasting for I'm sure you'll drop your computer addiction.

Do you think computer could really give your enjoyment satisfaction? Think again, I personally tried to play for approximately two days straight twice a month without sleeping and without heavy meal, not to mention the days were passing by, And yes at first you would like it, It's because you're excited to try out things you've never done before but as the time pass by you cannot actually feel the enjoyment while your playing. Playing really needs limitation. Playing computer and virtually socializing is very fun set your limits and play, no one really want other people to be in computer aren't they? So go outside bond with your friends by karaoke, sports and outing etc. Goodluck!

-pjk

What I feel

It's been a couple of months since I cannot sleep on time, and yet my mind cannot concentrate because I think about her. I always ask myself these: what should I do in order to get away of this feeling? Six months is a murder for me, I can’t sleep, cant eat and talk much, hot headed etc .

Falling in love is the hardest feeling I have ever felt since It's my first time to be in love and I am thankful for that we don’t get well, For some reason I feel I’m not worthy enough for her, I’m a NEET and the one that was courting her is a nursing student studying in a prestige school, elegant looking rich kid for short.

She should be fine now having him as her bf since the day we did not get well. Nowadays I’m just focus on writing fiction stories, updating this blog and going to wait for college day in order to study. Just like my friend said to me There many are fishes in the sea.

-pjk

almost a love story

Disclaimer: Any resemblance of original characters to any real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.



I met her online. About seven months ago, As I can recall. The fireworks debri were still noticeable on the streets and my ears can clearly recall the deafning sound of fireworks.

It was my usual nighttime schedule. Reading fanfics, Writing some stories and checking my fb. There was a group that caught my attention and leads to joining them.

"Love online" a fb group that finds your online love,

"love online? nonsense" I said to myself.

Annoyed with my notification, I can see the number of it increasing like there's no stopping, Every minute there's one two.. and just out of temper, I clicked on the group's wall and there I can see, Age, sex, location posted on the group's wall.

17, female, Las Pinas posted on the group's wall. It caught my attention, For I am a residence of Las Pinas.

"What's your name? "Smiling I am as I asked.

"Marie" She replied.

"Marie? Is that your name? It sounds like Marie's biscuit ". lol'ed

"I don't care if my name sound like that, And you are? " Angrily She asks.

"Jeo"

Like any other chat, We continue until I hear a crowing rooster as I try to finish the conversation with:

Where do you use internet? *Shocked* for I know the shop she said.
"Do you want a ride?" I don't know why did my hand typed that.

No, I don't want. She replied

But what if- come on I'm not a type of "that" guy. I insists.
Please come on, I thought to myself.

I have my companion here so don't worry about me, She said.

"Okay, well then until next time Marie keep safe"


After that every night, I was in my room from nine to two in the morning, I was with this woman behind the monitor, laughing, her charisma couldn't be resist. We fought mafia's together, we plant, plow and harvest crops together and we buy each of us together.

It come to a point that I wanted to be her boyfriend online not to mention my real intention was to be her boyfriend irl. I asked her playfully if she could be my girlfriend online with no hesitation she replied me with a yes.

We'd been couple in fb games for a while, give or take a month, when I asked if I could call.

I always say that "There's no harm in calling" and besides I want to hear the voice of my "Girlfriend," I joked.

She smiled and fingered the "o", "k", "a" and "y" keys on the monitor before she punched them in. She gave her landline number and her cellphone number.


"Don't give people you meet online your number,"She said she heard somewhere. But, ah, what is the harm in calling?

So I call everytime she got home from the shop. We talked from two in the morning until one of us couldn't keep our eyes open. She sang "Sway" to me, the first time I have heard to be sung by a girl. She told me about her niece, Abie, and I told him about my pet our house rat, I joked and laughed. We talked and we talked and we talked some more, the sun became the mothers that tucked us into bed, her yellow rays the fingers that hugged us and kissed us before our eyes sealed for sleep.

When I asked her if she would like us to meet, She said yes. I wanted to know her, and I know I was already a friend, if not more.

We met in the internet cafe. I shook her hand, she was smaller than his pictures showed. She's been my online companion for six months now. We played beside each other in that cafe, and I had make her laugh by messing up her hand, moving her mouse around, whenever she was planting crops in farmville. I would hold her hand and everytime I did that, and I knew that our circuitry was stirring with sparks.

"Is there something you want to tell me, my knight?" curiously she asks.

"Nothing, apparently" I said.

We met in that cafe for two weeks, every summer day, ctrl-click, right-click, until people thought us a couple. She didn't mind.

It was three weeks ago from today that I asked her out to dinner, I added that we could keep fb games out for the night, and spend our time together eating, hanging out, walking. I took her hand and led her out of the cafe.

I took her to a restaurant near Starbucks. I ordered chicken, she ordered fish. We traded our orders halfway through the meal, and there was no awkwardness.


when I said, "I love you."

She stared at me about a minute, I was unsure, and I wanted to know if it was ok, But I wasn't sure.

My mouth just opened and said "Do you love me too?" .

She looked at me, in the dim light of the restaurant, the clatter of dinnerware a soothing rhythm in the background. "Yes," she pause for seconds then her lips was unable to hold the truth back, "I love you too."

We were kissing in my car three days later, the backseat, in the parking lot of the restaurant. It was almost midnight. Her lips soft, her kisses delicate. "This is as far as I'll go," She said. "I refuse to be broken," she added.

I slithered forward to the driver's seat, and she lied down in the back. I plugged a cd in, and the immutable guitar intro of "sway" came out. She joined Bic with the chorus:


Say you'll stay
Don't come and go
Like you do
Sway my way
Yeah I need to know
All about you

I'll drive her nowhere else but to her home. She finally closed her eyes, and I drove, she was sleeping to Bic Runga voice.

I woke her up - she sat on the seat and fixed her hair.

She told me it was her house, no one's home..." in that instant my mind was really pleasant, almost filled with happiness as I stare in her eyes when she continued... "except with her boyfriend..."

Disappointed, but yet, I smiled at her, told her, I really shouldn't. It's kind of late. And besides you didn't told me that you already have boyfriend I added.

Silence filled the air, I don't know what to feel, what to say except the words that could make or break everything but I know I have to do the right thing. "Goodbye Marie..." I said.


I when I was going to open the door of my car, I felt sudden hurt on my backhead like my vision turned to red. I can't feel my ears and mouth it was like having rupture. Kneeling on the road covered with my blood then Lying, half dead I heard her voice screaming for help.


"I'm sorry, Jeo, I love you" then she cried. I heard her voice asking for my forgiveness, and she hugged me, but I was numb to her touch.

Single tear edged from the corner of my eye, traveled down my cold face that tear carried in it for my loved one, but who cares right? Let me lie there, dead.


-pjk

hello blog

First time to write a blog maybe I'll be writing my fiction here wish me luck. =)

-pjk