What Is Life Without Everything?

What Is Life Without Everything?

Originally Written by Julienne Uy

Without a friend,

there can be no communication.

Without communication,

there can be no happiness.

Without happiness,

there can be no unity.

Without unity,

there can be no strength.

Without strength,

there can be no wisdom.

Without wisdom,

there can be no knowledge.

Without knowledge,

there can be no love.

Without love,

Then, what is Life?

[First Year B 2008-2009]

A Silly Poem

A Silly Poem 

Originally Written by Julienne Uy

I’m still alive, you know I am 

The people around can touch my hand

What’s up with you? I couldn’t tell 

Why you’re saying I must go to hell? 

But hey there dude you’re such a fool!

What you’re telling me ain’t so cool

As you can see I’m still in phase 

Use your eyes I have a face! 

I have just thought you’re out of your mind 

You silly cunt Get out of my sight! 

I have two hands The left and the right 

These will prove I know how to fight! 

Did you forget I have a life 

I can feel it, my fingers are five. 

I know it’s just a silly joke

What if it’s not you really have to cope. 

Oh come on my silly friend 

Stop this nonsense It has no trend. 

Make up your mind, you’re under critical 

Plan to go to the Mental Hospital.

Time Doesn't Stops

Time Doesn't Stops 

Originally Written by Julienne Uy

One day, a time has gone, nobody knows why, the time doesn’t moves, it stops, in the spur of the moment, it suddenly stops ans stops. It was 8:00 in the morning when it stops. There will be no night. Nobody will see the stars shining at the black sky. There is only sun. Only the sun shines, neither the sky nor the clouds. So, that’s what we think.

Neither the people nor the animals know why the time stops. Some says, it’s a nightmare but some says it’s an unknown curse. But they have no proof of their opinions. It’s very confusing to analize why.

As what I said, we thought that there will be no night. But we’re wrong. We have the night. We felt the shivering cold of the night. But the time still doesn’t moves. We don’t know what to do. So we just closed our eyes and fall asleep. We’re tired of searching. We just let the night past and look out for the new tomorrow.

Here at last, found out when the next day came. We examine the time and the clock. We noticed that the clock wasn’t working and its batteries were worn out. So, we have our conclusion, therefore, we say that the time doesn’t really stops. We think we’re crazy by thinking of something liked a cursed why the time stops. But time is present. Always there at your side. Everywhere you go. Everywhere you run. Even you’re in the nowhere, you can still have time. Time is running. So bear this in your mind. “Time will not stop if the clock stops.”

I know this story is ridiculous for you people to understand. But this is the result of my boredom in my imagination. It’s impossible, or maybe possible that all the clocks in a certain the same place will stop, together, immediately or not. We don’t have the right answer. But the main idea of this topic is that “Time is present”.

My Deceased Grandfather [True Story]

JOSE TAN UY SR.
Born: July 24, 1929
Died: May 14, 2005

[2003]

My beloved grandfather admitted in the Sanitarium Hospital last 2003. He and my grandma was supposedly placed in the air-conditioned room with entertainment but they refused because it cost excessive amount of money. So they transferred in a simple yet affordable room.

There was a time when my grandma went to the CR, she saw that the pail was empty. No water.

In the middle of the night, they were asleep. My grandpa suddenly heard a noise coming from the trash can. He really heard it and it keeps on close-open-close-open and so on…when he woke up, there was nothing. No one. Then, he heard the sound of a tap water from the CR. It’s like the pail would be filled. He thought it was just a dream or something but on the spur of the moment, somebody touches his legs. But still, he saw there was no one. No joke! He really felt the hands of somebody there.

On the morning, he told my grandma about what happened. My grandma then went to the CR and saw that the pail is filled with water. So they were confused and directly went back home.

This is a true story.
For me, therefore, the ghost that was bothering them is good. It’s because he filled the pail with water so that my grandpa who is weak that time could take a bath directly.