LOVELY MESS

There was once a time
When I thought of no one else but you
You’d look into my eyes
And I’d see the whole world in front of me

We were perfect for each other
No one else would dare compare, no
Thought that we were steadfast
But feelings don’t last, oh no

But if you ever change your mind
Don’t you dare come back to me crying
I want you back again
Cause though what we had was more than fine
I needed someone who would love me
More than he loved himself

You said you’d never lie
That you’d never make me cry my dear
Did you mean every word you said
Or were you messing with my head all these years

Were we perfect for each other
Or was this all just pretend oh
Seems it ended so fast
But feelings don’t last oh no

But if you ever change your mind
Don’t you dare come back to me crying
I want you back again
Cause though what we had was more than fine
I needed someone who would love me
More than he loved himself
More than he loved himself … himself … himself

But if you ever change your mind
Don’t you dare come back to me crying
I want you back again
Cause though what we had was more than fine
I needed someone who would love me
More than he loved himself

In our DC 85 subject, we were tasked to write something that will convince Santa to give us the thing we wanted most for Christmas. We must build a case for getting the gift that we want this year by making a list of our good deeds and what else we plan to do before December 25.

I couldn’t think of any other way to write it but this:

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Dear Santa,

If you and your reindeers are not busy right now,  please take time to read my plea. 

This Christmas, I want nothing else but to have an unlimited supply of eye drops for my nanay. This eye drop is not the one which relieves the itch caused by allergens but the kind which eases the pain and discomfort brought by cataract.  What’s worse is that she also has pterygium which slowly covers the pupil and obstructs the vision of her left eye. Her condition has been depriving her of doing the most mundane things for two years now: she can’t watch her favorite television shows for a long time; she can’t go out and stroll on her own anymore; and sadly, she can hardly recognize people from a distance.   Sometimes, she cries not only of worry of losing her sight but also of the aching of her eyes every now and then.

 “It’s better to lose my arms or my legs rather than my sight. I’ll be useless without it,” She often says. Of course, nobody wants her to lose any part of her body, but hearing this makes me feel the weight she’s carrying. Whenever I see her in pain, I feel like being stabbed by a thousand knives  a thousand times on my chest. I can barely watch her.

The doctors advised her to undergo an eye laser operation to treat her cataract. My aunt and uncle are willing to help with the finances, but the whole family is afraid that the laser treatment might worsen her condition. We’re afraid that she might be like my other grandfather’s brother, who ended up losing his other eye after it got infected from the laser treatment. My Nanay has diabetes and hypertension too, which will surely make her delicate for the operation. I’m not saying laser surgery is unsafe but we cannot afford to take a risk – especially if it’s about Nanay.

As of now, she uses liquid medication for her eyes. It cannot remove the cataract but it slows down the spread of the disease. It’s one of the few things that could take away the pain – at least for a moment.  Those eye drops, however, are very costly.

I know I have been bad this year. Really bad. But at least I have been a good and obedient apo to my Nanay: I massage her whenever I could ; I do well in school so she’ll be proud of me; and I gave her most of  my earning from a job that I had accomplished last semester for her medicine.

That I love her so much is an understatement, Santa. She’s my grandmother, my inspiration, my mother, my comforter, my adviser, my first teacher, and my best friend.  She is everything to me.  I did everything to make her happy this year, and I’ll do anything for her to be happier in the years to come.

So could you kindly do her a favor? Please send those precious eye drops. No need to wrap them.

And oh, just in case you wanted to know how she looks like, I attached a picture of us two years ago here:

Seeing her smile like this, Santa, would be the greatest gift that I’ll ever receive this Christmas. 

Merry Christmas in advance!

Truly,

Bea Cadorna

It’s half past ten and we could barely write the lead of our first 700 word article in Science writing. The question we need to answer is, “Why write about science?” Though ideas are shuffling in my head right now, I can’t seem to sort them out. My brain is still in a state if chaos. Even Dominic and Abby are also staring into space wondering what to write. We’re like fishes out of water struggling to breathe. This is just a 700 word article and we could not damn start! How much more with the forthcoming 2,000-word articles?! Jeez. We are way over in our heads this sem.