ICT Lores IV

This school year’s fourth grading lesson’s all about photoshop. It’s only now that it sinked it how amazing it can really be.

Before we started to explore it, I already know the basics. As we went deeper into it, of course, I gained. But I have to admit the fact that the lesson came in fast and it came it out faster. Specially the steps. I don’t know why but I didn’t like that type of doing things. I’d love to explore by myself. Discover new things which I’ll never forget. And of course, burying  them in my heart.

I do love editing but I guess, Photoshop won’t bear with me all the time in the near future.

Above all, I would like to thank our awesome teacher Mrs. Evelyn Vera Cruz for educating us and for her guidance in exploring the world of Photoshop.

Bye high school, hello college!

A Pipe Dream

If there’s one thing which can’t be predicted using crystal balls or with any scientific instrument, it is the future. Change is inevitable and with the fact that future has always been affixed with it makes it arduous to foretell it.

At this point of time, I have always been thinking of what I’d be in the future. To be honest, I really don’t know who I’ll be and what will my profession be. But, there’s one summer dream which couldn’t seem to leave my psyche...

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I woke up with a start and held my phone right in my ear. Someone called me and I said that I’ll be there in an hour. I went to the location they told me. It was a replica of my Alma Mater, Ilocos Sur National High School. I was surrounded by professionals: doctors, engineers, architects, teachers, and many other else.

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I don’t know who I was.

I laid my eyes around my room and met my own reflection.

The dream made me wonder and think who I’ll be. Though my title was unknown, there was this eccentric feeling I felt and I’m certain about what it denoted. In that moment, happiness, contentment, and love filled my heart up to its brim. I was happy. And it was genuine.

As I am to think of the future  this time, I already have a thing in mind. Whatever my profession would be,  and whatever acronym or whatnot that  might come before and after my name, I’d love to have an unswerving additional label. Not only in the name but in the heart as well.

I want to be “HAPPY.” 

Oblivion

How would it be possible to change the world?

If people are more concerned about their facebook noifications than their neighbors.

If they care more about their sunburnt skins more than the children being bullied gravely at school.

To change the world, it starts with a single person. That single person needs to have  what it takes – character, intellectual capacity, emotional strength and of course spiritual aptitude.

“Rosa Parks didn't move from her seat,

Dr. King shared his dream with the world, and Barack Obama rewrote history. By overcoming

the odds, and never giving up, these legendary people not only inspire millions, they serve as a blueprint on how to change the world.”

The fact that any single act of genuine bravery in the face of defeat  can leave a mark unto this cruel world makes it more inspiring to do so.

I do believe that even for who I am now, I can give a huge contribution to a better change by letting change lay upon me first. I must not just sit down and watch things happen; I must stand up in spite of the consequences. I must share what I have to others and to the world. And most importantly, I must inspire the populace to have hope and desire for change in the existing state of affairs.

I must do these things before my time comes. Death is not what I am afraid of though. It’s oblivion. And to avoid this I need to have a character that could change the world.