When frustration’s in the scene.

Frustrated. But I believe, I know I can tough this out. I just want to smile and remember that everything I did was not for me alone, that I cared for others. I just want to prove to myself that nothing can bother me much, that I had the worst and got over it with amazing finesse. I had to do some pep talk with myself and decided that I want to laugh at the faces of my critics more than just to mope around. You know how strong I am and eventually, you’ll get tired of trying.

And to the people whom I expected support, thank you very much for failing me, for putting me down and for giving me the incentive to do better and laugh hard at your failed attempts.

This I tell you, you WILL NEVER have the capacity to obliterate me cause I won’t give you that much of a SUCCESS. You won’t even scratch the surface.

Sometimes I just want to breakdown and give up because that’s easier and that’s normal. But everytime I try, images of me reigning above all else becomes everything that fills my head and suddenly it becomes everything I have always wanted. So sorry, cause you’d never have the chance to kick me in the gut without facing a good fight.

Right now I’m fighting, really hard. Hard enough that I gave giving up a thought. But no, I didn’t fight for so long to give up now. I applaud you for having that much influence on me. But that thing ends there. Ends now by the way.

However disappointed I was, I will always be thankful to those people who chose to stay with me and wished for the best. You guys held my ground so strongly that even though roads became shaky, I stood up with grace.

Lastly,

Fiends, I hope you get happy. As happy as you DESERVE. :)

If you believe in Jesus Christ, reblog this and don’t just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

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(via einjelistar, -lalalove)

Postcripts To A Bloodbath

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Mr. Mendoza was already upset even before he saw on television what the policemen did to his brother. The other tourists who remained inside the bus were complaining. Wei Ji Jiang wanted to go to the bathroom. Dao Chi Yu was hungry and the rest were just groaning and whining like they have forgotten that our lives rest in Mr. Mendoza’s hands. The hostage taker, as you know him was really nice. He treated us okay and even let the elders and the children leave the bus. He said your policemen treated him unfairly. He was a policeman too and was accused of doing something he had no knowledge of. But your government didn’t listen so he used us to get everyone’s attention. Things would have never turned for the worst if he didn’t see how his family was dragged out of their house and taken into custody. He was watching the news all the time as we huddled around each other behind the bus. He shouted some words in your language then started shooting in the air. A girl about my age started screaming. Mr. Mendoza demanded her to stop but she didn’t understand English. God, he had to slash her neck with a knife just to put her to rest. Her boyfriend who tried to hit him was shot in the head. Tension was rising. You can see in his face how scared and confused he was. The bus driver ran away leaving him alone with strangers from a distant land. I can see him walking across the aisle, sometimes pointing his machine gun to one of the tourists. But he tried his best not to hurt us, especially those who really cooperate. I guess its in your nature not to inflict pain on others unless it was necessary. I remember him saying that he will free us before sundown and implored us to forget everything when we return home. But his words don’t matter now. The policemen were trying to force their way in, while we all lied down to shield ourselves from bullets. Mister Mendoza blindly shoots at his enemies which I think kept them from rescuing us. I hear sobs under the chairs. Some were even shouting the names of their loved ones even when the air merely eat their words. Kevin Tang tried to escape when the glass door was was shattered, but one shot and he slumped on the floor with blood gushing from his mouth. Heavy rain pitter-pattered on the rooftop. In old Chinese saying, it means an end to a struggle. Finally, somebody was able to open the escape hatch at the back of the bus. Freedom. But I knew Mister Mendoza was still alive. I knew he was just waiting for a chance to strike back at his enemies. So I told those around me not to escape. Let the authorities come for us instead. Then there was gunfire. He was firing at his enemies with a machine gun. Those who were at the escape hatch fled abandoning us once again. It’s like a nightmare with no end and to wake up means a certain death. Then somebody from outside the bus threw a canister. It forced out a black smoke that is so painful to the eyes and putrid smelling to the nose. People started screaming. We cannot breathe. Some ran in front of the bus but Mister Mendoza warned them of stray bullets. It was too late. One was hit on the head, the other was hit on the shoulders. Bullets were now flying. Its like the authorities thought we were all dead. Mister Mendoza finally admits his mistake and said sorry to everyone, dead or alive. He then ran towards the front of the bus where he would meet his maker. As he passed by my chair with bullets whistling overhead, I clutched my hand on the velvet curtain and wrapped it around my face. All I could think of was to stay alive - for my child who is waiting for me back in Xinjang.

I know I will survive, I will come home.

Bang Lu Min Survivor, Quirino Bloodbath

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Found this here.

I know you guys are being bombarded with Manila hostage news and opinions left and right, but I just can’t stand not reblogging this one. This will be the last hostage-related Pinoy Tumblr post from me, I promise.

On election day,

Be your greatest and wisest self.

To all those religious groups who dictate their members to vote their declared candidate,

Who the hell are you to discern for them and their future? You are one in faith but not in all beliefs. Get away from politics, live what you preach and don’t be a total hypocrite.

To the candidates who intentionally love to appeal on the people’s emotional side,

Being a good actor/ actress will never in any way, make up for not being a good leader. You are all pathetic to rely on people’s pity, and you are all the more pathetic to deceive the public, making them believe that you deserve to win just because you’ve been poor before or that your mother died. For you to know, many people have gone through the loss of a loved one and many people persevered their way to a good and comfortable life without bragging. Unfortunately, some people rely on these experiences,hoping that those [experiences] will make them deserve the position they aspire. You are all rotten WRONG. Experiences critical people want to hear are those of achievements that will make us believe that you can LEAD us. Please, this is politics you are after, not Showbiz.

To those in showbiz,

Remain there. Stop dreaming beyond what you are able.

To all registered voters,

Vote and don’t be lazy. Election is no ordinary event, it is a life-changing event. It is our responsibilty to decide on how we want to be ruled. You want a moron to rule you? With all conviction,I do not. Since I can only decide for myself, I am pleading to everyone, BE CRITICAL. This is the only time people can get to show  that they will never again be persuaded by crappy political ads that do not make any sense.

This world needs more love and less paperworks. I concede.

At the very least, vote for people who can do those paperworks effectively. Ideally, love must prosper everywhere. But in a dump site where you can’t even find a shelter conducive to that emotion, how will you feel it? More so spread it? Disease, yes. Love? no. That is the sad reality of things. Either we live on that reality or we get lost in a fantasy. Well, the most important thing now is that we have in ourselves, the POWER TO CHOOSE.

I know this cliche have scratched our ears over and again, but this is what we need now more than anything else. VOTE WISELY.

Let us all exercise our right and fulfill our responsibilities.

Thank you!:)

SELFISH seems a very good description of you. I’m waiting for KARMA to have its own judgment. SOON.