IMMEASURABLE

By: Manuel D. Cinco
There's this girl whom I really like, I really admire and I really want. I love the way she walks, the way she talks, I love everything about her.
Soft spoken, kind, well-mannered, all the right attitude for an ideal girlfriend, I think, it is all in her.
She got me so mesmerized. She got me so high. She got me so hypnotized as Akon's song said. She's like a drug to me that she gets me day dreaming and got me walking on the moon. I think, I am really in love with her.
But how can I tell her what I feel if I don't have the strength to face her and tell her what I really feel about her. Every time I see her, it's as if my heart beats more than a hundred times per second, I really get nervous every time I saw her pretty face.
How can I tell her I love her? When I, myself don't have the strength at all?
Maybe sooner or later, i will have the strength and the courage to tell her what I want to say. Maybe a year or two, I will have the guts to tell her I love her. And maybe, when that time comes, she's ready to accept what I really feel for her.
I know I don't stand a chance and I know she won't even give me one, but I am telling all of you, I don't care if she doesn't like me, I don't care if she won't even give a little care for me and I don't care if she'll just ignore me and laugh at me, what matters most is that I love her and I am not looking for her to give me something in return, I don't care at all, what matters most is that I do things for her and it is all because I love her.
It is okay for me if I get hurt with what I do, consider me a martyr, consider me crazy, as long as I make her feel that my love for her is true, as long as i make her feel that what I feel for her is real and as long as I make her realize that my love for her is immeasurable, it is okay for me.
I really love her. I really admire her. I really like her. And I really want her.
But for know, I am content of just looking at her lovely face, making her laugh and secretly doing things that can make her happy.
My love for this girl is immeasurable.

Keep Mother Earth Happy

By: Manuel D. Cinco
Global Warming, indeed, it is the worst thing happening in our planet. Slowly, Earth is getting the sufferings of manmade problems tah led to this destructive phenomena.

Many animals are becoming homeless, many rivers have turned dry, many land areas have sunk, and it is all because of the contributing damage of Global Warming.
Sooner or later, not only animals will feel the destructive effects of it, we, humans wil definitely feel it, in a great manner.
Nowadays, we can say that Global Warming is affecting our daily lives. But as time goes by, the effects coild get even worse, and that is all because of what we've done, our being relentless and careless about nature.
The things that can destroy the planet and can lead us to great danger was made by us. We all contibute to the destruction of our home, Planet Earth.
We've seen how Mother Nature turns wild and get back at us. Natural disasters that destroyed porperties and killed many lives. It is like Mother Nature is getting her revenge against us, humans who failed to keep her happy because of our happy-go-lucky attitude that we don't even pay attention to the damage that we have done to the planet.
Is it too late to keep Mother Earth happy?
Of course no, it is never too late.
As long as we realize our own faults and start making our mistakes go the other way around and make the right things, even in our own little way of saving Mother Nature, we can keep her happy, and as well as save her from destruction and save every one of us from the dangers of Mother Nature's wrath.
It is never too late, let us start making the right things to save Planet Earth, let us take part in saving this planet, let us all step up to keep Mother Nature happy.
Start loving our planet.
Start loving our only home.
And start making Mother Nature happy.
Save, Conserve, Recycle and love nature.

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I LOVE THE PACMAN!

By: Manuel D. Cinco
I am not a gay, but I've gotta admit, I really admire and love this man.
His humble personality, the soft spoken manner and the hardworking attitude, these are all the traits of a true legend, a sports icon that deserves all the accolades that he gets.
From the start of his rise to super stardom until his way to being legendary, I've never missed any of Manny Pacquiao's fight. It is really a joy in the eyes to see this furious Pinoy pummel and hammer his opponents.
And despite his being famous, he remained as humble as he was when he started. Isn't that amazing?
As many experts said, some superstars tend to be boastful once they get all the limelight they can get, but the Pacman is different, every time he has a victory, he shares it with the Filipino people and offers it to God Almighty, a true mark of a Filipino Warrior.
Though I witnessed some of his down turns and defeats, I still believe this man. There's no word that can explain my admiration to him and to his working traits, really unbelievable fearless and tireless.
He shared every victory with his countrymen, shared even a little of his wealth to those in need, made his presence felt at times of challenge and served as inspiration to many young Filipino.
There's no exact word nor any phrase that I, myself, can use to express how I idolize this Pinoy slugger.
I really love this man I even started collecting DVD's of his previous fights and as well as his t-shirts too. I even have his songs in my music player.
I've got to agree with what Pacquiao's promoter, Bob Arum said, Manny is the greatest fighter ever lived in this planet, and he truly is, even Floyd Mayweather, the best American boxer and the former pound for pound king who was scheduled to fight Pacman find a way to escape the vicious and burning fists of Pacquiao.
The best boxer at his time, a legend in the future and a Hall Of Famer, and a Filipino.
He's the best.
I'll be his number one fan until the time comes that he hangs up those gloves and retires his legendary fists.
And I've got to say, even a hundred times, I LOVE THE PACMAN!

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A CHILDISH LOVE

By: Manuel Cinco

First love?

As far as I can remember, the first time that I felt love was when I was in Grade 2, and yes, I was just a young boy when I felt it. I can’t remember the name of the girl but she was my schoolmate, I was at section 2 and she was at section 1, in other words, we are just a wall away from each other.

I can’t explain what I felt during those times. What I know is that I don’t want to miss a day in school; I don’t want to be absent, just to see her.

It felt stupid for me because I was always the first pupil to arrive at our school, pasikat ika nga. I was always the first one in each class’ line, because she too is the first one in their line. I really want to see her, all the time.

During our flag ceremony early in the morning, I would always take a look at her in way that she wouldn’t notice it. I always had to look at her at a secretive manner, because I was too shy and I don’t even want my classmates to know it because for sure, they will laugh at me.

I felt it for a whole year, the feeling of first love. It was a year that I felt that I was very inspired to go to school and participate in every school activities so that she can notice me.

I really felt that she is the one for me, even at a young age. That is what you call PUPPY LOVE.

The next year, when we turned to grade 3, I was vey happy to know that I was moved to section 1, I was hoping that she will be my classmate this time, and alas, my wishful thinking came true, we were in just one class, and what made it even sweeter is that our teacher made the two of us seatmates, and with that, my feelings for her even grew bigger, and everyday, I am energized to go school early, do what our teachers would ask us and participate in every class and school activity.

As months passed by, we became good friends. I was able to make myself comfortable along with her. We became good friends because in every class activity, we two are partners or if not, we are included in just one group.

It felt crazy when one time; it came to my mind to my mind to tell her what I feel, but I was hesitant and afraid for what she is going to say. I asked my older friends for advice but they all laughed at me and told me that I was too young for that thing, and it made my mind clear, I am just a boy and I was too young that time for love related things, and it wouldn’t help if I will tell her.

As years passed by, I and my first love have gone our separate ways and still, up o now, I haven’t told her what I felt for her during our childhood.