Mother of Dragons

Being a Mother of Dragons is never an easy task. 

Teaching your fiery 'kids' to feed on flesh is one thing and it's another case to teach them not to drool over your people. Apart from that, your kids are big gems for those who've never seen a living dragon. Just like the people of Qath, lusting for the power of Fire.

I love Daenerys Targaryen so much. That's why I just made this rough sketch after reading a book from the Song of Fire and Ice Saga.

Life Update: Writer's Block :(

Bugger. It's been over a month or so since I've updated my blog.  I'm currently experiencing writer's block and it's awful. I just couldn't write the stuff I want to write on paper. Ideas just keep floating in my head but the words just doesn't dawn upon me. :( 
For lack of inspiration, ideas or a very busy student-teacher life,  I can't seem to write things down and this is basically why I'm now complaining. 

So in the meantime I'm doomed with words I'll be posting some stuff I made. At least this will keep my blog alive (a bit) T.T. Pray words will come back.  
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Living in a Two Faced World: Character Review and Thoughts

Having an ugly, despicable, grotesque kind countenance speaks more truth than a damned, twisted soul dressed in beauty.... 

Those words basically sum up the entire aftermath feeling I go through once I've come to the last page of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by R.L.Stevenson. It reminds me so much of epic characters like Gollum/Smeagol, Dr. Frankenstein, Dorian Grey, and  Edgar Allan Poe's characters, etc. who lived double lives to shush up their considerably selfish, twisted souls. 

Most people call Hyde and Jekyll's case schizophrenia but I don't think anyone could sum up that experience to a mere biological disease. His shifts in countenance was more dug down deep towards his soul.

Semesteral Wrap Up

Finally the sem has ended. I mean I just submitted grades and hopefully, my students will smile with what they will see. But those are for the students who made efforts to do their tasks. For the record, I'm basically very lenient as a teacher, that is for this batch and for an English 3 course.  So there are no reasons whatsoever to fail in this subject because LOL it's an oral comm. class.

Sad to say, there are really those who are just too lazy to even lift a finger. Obviously their grades have permanently settled at the bottom of the cliff nearing six feet beneath the ground.   Like this guy here:  digging his grave (grade) instead of climbing on top (not to mention sleeping on a good day)...

Witty Students and A Happy Teacher

the messy table where the red ink spills
So I was checking papers, practically wrapping up what's left of the semester (I can't wait for this job to be done).  seriously being a teacher is not easy from papers, lesson plans and appearances that you make every day it takes so much energy in you that by the end of the day you're dead tired even if you only had just two class a day. How much more an entire week of full scheduled teaching. 

Anyway, now back to checking papers. I was giving grades for one assignment which they submitted. Basically it was an easy assignment--a checklist and a very short essay about how daily conversations become essential  for us individuals.   I particularly told them not to make their answers so long to lessen their agony as medical students (well you know, they are more science than language majors so the general idea is that they find a hard time explaining things in words and paper especially when it is essay).  

Basically, my two Oral Communication classes had practically gave the same answer in a very short short and only a few answers did impress me well  here goes:

When Life's a Drag

"..people have the tendency to dump on you." --  Simon and Garfunkel (The Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine)

 me in MS paint

No matter how hard you try to improve yourself to be a better person,  there are still those people who can provoke our day to day moods without even trying that hard.

11:11 Reflection

The youthful love affair will eventually die down. Sweet messages turn regular, not every piece of step or activity is carefully reported to you, temper tantrums begin, and extreme mood swings erupt.  You both talk of day to day living, nothing romantic. You both talk of problems and work  and how it is to be the next day. 

Basically all these stuff seem platonic and non magical. A teenage love affair would never like that. However, later on you'll realize, it's because you've known each other so well that instead of crowning each other with sweets, cakes and hearts you cover each other with your comfort, support, and most of all love. That's when you realize the real essence of being together it's relationship unlike the Knight in Shining Armor Protecting Miss Damsel in Distress but rather it's teamwork, partnership: how you both work together to create harmony in a chaotic real world.   

The Street Dancer of Memories

I'm gonna make this pretty quick ( having had no plans to write but then the feeling sank in me). Just a heads up before reading: This is a bit childish and personal than my usual self. Here goes:

Stagnation vs. Transience

The longer you remain in one place the harder it is for you to move out.

The fact has been proven by many people, young and old, who have dwelt for so long in one place that it has served them enough to be a comfort zone. Well who says comfort zones are easy to let go? Seldom do people find a place to comfortably lay their heads so why leave when you have found such spot, such haven?

Thing is life is transient. Progress comes with transience. Nothing should stay as is. Everything should develop to achieve a better state in life. So do we who have gone through years of existing within the walls of the schools. Sooner or later we have to find our own separate ways and exercise what we've picked up from the classroom.

Admit it or not, schools are partly comfort zones for the learning mind. They get all the learning, have deadlines to meet, have schedules for each subject and even have food in the cafeteria which by the way need not be produced from our personal efforts. By the time the institution kicks their graduates off to the world, there reality bites. There are no schedules, no ready in hand money to buy all we need, no deadlines to meet and everything relies on our efforts to strive for gain and progress.

If you want money you need work. And work is so not easy to find nowadays. We have choices, decisions and sacrifices to make to enter the real world. That's why comfort zones never last too. Eventually we'll have to let them go or they will spew us out because you're not moving forward.


Attachment Issues 101

Sometimes those fears of becoming hurt being too close with someone remains a mere idea. At one moment in your life you might have wondered why the dread has  disappeared. Like a whisp of wind the feeling has vanished in thin air. Is it because you’ve fallen out of love/liking for that person or is it something else, a feeling of confidence? Eventually you realize the passion is still there, alive and kicking. At that point you begin to realize you’ve already allowed yourself to be hurt and now you’re  merely at the stage of passing or failing it.

Our fears of attachment isn’t so dreadful at all. Feel, fight and survive! :)

This Thought Traffic

It's way past the striking of the witching hour.  Surroundings are dead silent yet my playlist is what i only hear. The thought traffic keeps me awake and I have no idea how to subdue them.

Tomorrow should worry about itself no more than tonight should concern itself in coming to an end. However, the restless mind is capable of arriving at a thousand conclusions and usually only one among a thousand is a positive train of thought. All the rest proclaim dread, doubt, fear, even death.

Truly this proves how ill a human mind bends to the notion of  tormenting its own being (my mind, my being).  The pending question  "Who am I in the midst of this traffic thought?".
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To Detach or To Not

There's a point in life where every single soul  wants to become detached from every form of chaos (or that which brings it).  Some even say it's a path to enlightenment. Personally I do agree on this notion on bigger scale but not entirely.

True, being separate from the humdrum of society and the pointless babbling of restless souls makes  a person know himself better. Meditate on his wants, his goals, and the tasks expected of him and also make him more focused untarnished by the problems of other people. It's perfect peace of body and mind if one can attain such detachment however, speaking of reality, there's no such thing as total detachment.  One has to kill himself to accomplish that.

How can I defend this notion? The answer is obvious. We were born in one planet. Made to live in one, grow up in one and die in one. All souls that have come and gone shared one space and there never was the idea that the world had to subdivide itself so that each person could stay in his own piece of land without having to communicate with others.

We were given speech to talk to our own kind so we could work together not to use as means to shy ourselves away from them.

Some may insist that detachment meant is with the soul, not getting affected with the people that surround you. Well i say that would be the biggest lie.  A person may SEEM detached but it's a mask they're wearing. They wear it so much all the time that they can't even recognize the lie they're in. Trying trying not to give a care.

Life is but a fleeting cycle of colors and gray shades. Getting to live through each tint without being indifferent, resolving every sorrow and happiness as part of life makes us human. People who live life less than they ought to have lived or felt have not yet found the meaning of life itself. Just like me still finding the means to break through this cistern that has been holding me since young.

I'll take this as my first note in this blog.