Tuesday, September 29, 2009

A Share of Drama
By Lycel D. Caingcoy

I can still remember how I wrote my first poem in Grade 5. I held a pen and a paper in my hand. I wonder which of those cells in my body made me so dull that I can't even write a single word to start my composition. I wonder why words won't come out even if they're already at the tip of my tongue, and I keep on asking myself why can't I do it while others can?

All of these are the thoughts I first encountered when I begun my career as a writer. It wasn't my plan to become one someday. It's just that, I'm so after with the points I will get when I will join our school paper in the elementary. And that's it! I joined the Division Schools Press Conference at Foundation University together with my colleagues. I was so stunned knowing that this is my first time and numerous writers from varied schools are on their way to compete me. Nervousness rushed through my veins for I know from deep within, I wasn't a good writer. I already expect the expected- that I will never ever win. And so was it...

After the contest, I kept on asking why do I love calling myself as a writer and yet I don"t deserve it? I know I don't have the skills of becoming one. I suppose I am not rich in vocabularies and colorful ideas and I strongly believe that I will never excel in this field. So, I quit.

Years passed by and I continue focusing myself on academic concerns. To cut it short, when I stepped on my third year high school, I saw myself wanting and dreaming of being a staffer again. I remember the line, "Life is a cycle, sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down." Thus, my dreams were wearing thin when I was younger and so I stirred up and thought, this time, I will be at the limelight. However, a swathe of awesome darkness fell on me. My dreams did not come to realize. I blamed myself for being a loser and I can't stop comparing myself from others.

From then on, I didn't give up. For the last term of my secondary level, I strove hard, read more papers and practiced much. This time, I proved myseld. I was very determined and eager to surpass in this field. Fortunately, I was one of the chosen journalists to represetnt the Division of Dumaguete in the Regional Schools Press Conference at Mandaue City, Cebu. I felt so glad and my stay there is one of my fulfilling desires I had ever dreamt of my life.

Because of this experience, I discovered 5 factors affecting a writer to write a good composition.

1. Strong determination, eagerness and willingness of the writer to write something,

2. His/Her mood at the time,

3. The silence of the surroundings,

4. The cleanliness of the paper and

5. The quality of the ballpen he/she is going to use.

Now that I'm one of the trainees of THE NORSUnian, I never expected being one of the staffers on the following days (for judgement day is on our way)., 'coz if I do, I know that if this expectation is not met, I'll suffer the pain and wait for many years to tolerate it. Applicants that passed the written exam and interview are considered the cream of the crop (except me). But I will never forget how I found my second family- TN, char! Love you all.... Eeeey! Thanks for the memories and the laughters we'd shared together.

Earthquake hits JNHS
(My first ever news article published in JNHS CHRONICLER- The official school paper of Junob National High School)

A swathe of shocking tensions felt on students when a sudden earthquake with an intensity of 5.5 hit Junob National High School buildings and grounds last July 13, 2007, Friday, at around 9:00 in the morning. The earthquake lashed the said grounds causing some leaks on Building-F.

Erica Jane Bais, fourth year orange was shocked and fainted and the rest of the high school students were frightened and shaken.

Tensions and worries were felt on the scene. Thus, students went out fearfully from their rooms with hands protecting their heads. Shortly, teachers from different year levels announced that the classes are cancelled.

Because of the catastrophe that happened recently, students practiced earthquake drill last July 27, 2007. Selected third year students of Mrs. Katherine L. Partosa were also trained to be first aiders purposely for a temporary care for the victims.

P.S. Hehe... Binata... This article was revised for almost 10 times. Every time I have an erasure on my final draft (even a single one), my adviser would suggest to get another piece of paper and re-write it. Thus, I have many final drafts and each time I presented it to him, he always find something wrong in it. This is one of the reason why I always cry for being a loser, why I didn't want to go to school and why I didn't want to see the face of Mr. Maputi (my adviser). Perhaps, because of that person, I am what I am now. Sorry Sir for being hard-headed and the worst student (I think) you ever had (In return, you've been my worst critic also when I was in high school). But now I'll say, "Thank you so much, Sir!" Hehe...

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Oh my God I'm so inspired today.... hehehe.. I think i already found my "Mr. Right"... chakz! But still focuse lang japon ko sa akong studies..... hehehe

Friday, September 11, 2009


Hala siya.... Honestly, dili jud ayo ko kabalo mugamit ug computer...hahaha..kawawang nilalang...
but guess what, naka-butang ko ug slide-show... niya wajudkokabalo gi-unsa to nako.. wahaha! I'm proud of myself... nalupig nako si Catherine...hahaha!

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Best Wishes


He is the sunshine that lights my whole life
A flash in the moonbeam bright
He is the blue that frames a clear sky
And makes the bird fly up high.

He's like a word that grants a meaning
And yield a happy ending
He makes my life in such a smooth way
Although its rough day by day.

He is the answer in my prayers at day & nighttime
And turn my world seem bright
He is such a thing worth remembering
And it is he that makes my everything...