doing it the J. Rizal way

recalling my high-school days in the 'posh' hallways of CSA...

i remember reading (forced) J. Rizal's work...

from the Noli Me Tangere, to his El Filibusterismo...

from the countless biographical accounts of J. Rizals extraordinary life...

he has indirectly become a great influence of what I am today...

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living life as an overweight-kid way back in elementary and highschool was tough...

not only were u left to deal with the pains of growing up...

but you also had to contend with the bullies around you...

and growing up...

i vowed never to be stepped on...

i was 'treated' as this overweight-kid who would never fight back...

or so they thought...

there was this time, i remember in grade... '93 to '94, there was this classmate of mine...

he was the all around rebel/joker/'siga'...

one time, in between classes... i was 'busy' preparing for the next class... and he was just clowning around with a couple of his barkadas...

and he started playing this tune on his guitar...

a couple of minutes followed, he placed this 'chant' on it...

i remember it clearly... i could still play it in my head...

i was soooooooooo mad then...

with brute force and sheer size... i snatched his guitar away from him and started whacking him with it...

* yes *

the guitar didnt survive the ordeal... he went away with a bruise and cut on his forehead...

and you know what...

i didnt get into trouble...

from then on, i was known to have a fit of rage whenever i get pissed off....

nowadays, i still do...

but in a more 'civilized' manner (so to speak)...

this is where one of J. Rizal's 'sayings' comes in...

"the pen is mightier than the sword"

apparently its true...

im having fun actually rattling cages...

sometimes i think that maybe the story about the four-horsemen of the apolalypse is true...

sometimes i think that i ride on this red horse and that i carry a sword...

a harbinger of war...

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* thinks *