Salty Blue

Salty Blue

“I want to drown myself in the sea of music. Will you save me with your rhythm of love?”

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)

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“I want to drown myself in the sea of music. Will you save me with your rhythm of love?”

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)

From FLATS to HEELS

She wears HIGH heels… 

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Running out of flats at school time is not a new thing to me. They are my best of friends in everywhere I go. As a student, I go not only for the fads and crazes of our society, but also to matters at rest. That is why I am habituated to wear flats all the time.

In cases like this, high heels, on the other hand, provide glamour and femininity, despite the fact that heels were originally made for men, centuries ago. Therefore, if flats are our best of friends, high heels are our sisters! They add color to our lives.

What is more straining than running out, stumbling and fumbling because of sandal malfunction?

Ten minutes before my last class I finished up going out of the front door to fit my shoes. It was so incautious of me to leave them unattended under the sun because of my exhaustion when I got home, lately. A few meters away from the house, there was a sudden misalignment on my feet, the footwear was melting like an ice cream on a sunny day…

Oh, no! Not in times and places like these…are you kidding me? Our house is miles away from here, my cousin’s place.

Step one, step two, step three, step four. Pffft! Pfffft! Few counts meant few steps to head back to my cousin’s house before she drove with her car away. I called her and reached out to the garage to pass on the message.

“Halt! Look at this. The sun melted my rubber sandals. Can I borrow one just this time?”

She looked at my feet and gave a small laugh. This was when compositions and properties of substances were getting clearer to me now. You expose rubber in the sunlight, chemical change occur. But wait, was that a chemical change? Tearing of shoes, anyone? I bet that’s physical because no chemical reactions occurred. Kill me, but there was heat. Hmmn…

Pardon me for my paranoia. You know, I have this feeling because of my Chemistry class. We’ll be having our third quiz tomorrow about the Changes or Properties of Matter so please do understand. Ha-Ha

I wear FLAT shoes…

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Going back, I hurriedly entered her house and ran towards the shoe rack. Man, I can’t find flats because all of them were heels! How’s that? I had no choice but to pick one before I come late for my next class.

I really wasn’t used to wearing heels, esp. of they are not mine because they often trips me, and I don’t want to fall over the same reasons today. What was more embarrassing than tripping in front of your instructor, unexpectedly, while walking down the corridors? Thank you, Jerica, for the company. She helped me and guided me like I was disabled for wearing high heels, despite my height advantage. And I have to say that she never leave me until we got into the bus stop and she acted like my bodyguard for mere trips and stampedes. I loooooove her!

Anyway, as I got home, you could just imagine my sigh of relief when my feet touched the cold ground…no more wedges and edges and crazes!

So, what’s yours? Flats or High Heels?

(Photo Credits to the owner of these photos.)

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)

A Thank You Note

There are paramount things or people to be grateful of as each day passes. Every day, we come to know ourselves better with the company of others.

For these reasons, I am counting everyone:

Thank you to the one who helped me fix my binder. 

Thank you to the one who took my photos in Chemistry class, while I was busy answering our activities.

Thank you to the one who gave me that pretty Hello Kitty band-aid, which I used today to cover my cut.

Thank you to the one who made me laugh all the time without much ado.

Thank you to the one who accompanied me before lunch, until I felt the hunger.

Thank you to the one who showed me appreciation through smiling.

Thank you to the one who taught me lessons about the conflicts of our society.

Thank you to the one who introduced me the proper ways of emanating processes in meetings.

Thank you to the one who said “thank you”, after returning my belongings.

Thank you to the one who gave me a ride back home.

Thank you to the one who cooked our food for supper.

Thank you to the one who excused me in running errands because of my illness tonight.

Thank you to the one who texted me.

Thank you to the one who showed love to me.

Thank you to the one who gave life to me. 

Thank you to the One who gave all these reasons to be thankful of today.

Thank you to the one who read this. 🙂

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)