Can you keep a secret?

Telling secrets is like a multiple choice exam. To whom will you confess, what secret will you say? It is never easy because not all people can be your shock-absorber. One may react unexpectedly once you got the wrong choice of things to share. Instead of helping you with that tiny piece, they may lead you to absolute judgment.

Wooden Heart

Wooden heart

I was wondering how to edit this picture when I remembered a song with an appropriate lyrics. So here it is: Wooden Heart

Written by: Berthold Kaempfert, Kay Twomey, Fred Wise and Ben Weisman

Can’t you see I love you?
Please don’t break my heart in two
That’s not hard to do cause I don’t have a wooden heart

And if you say good-bye
Then I know that I would cry
Maybe I would die cause I don’t have a wooden heart

There’s no strings upon this love of mine
It was always you from the start
Treat me nice treat me good
Treat me like you really should
Cause I’m not made of wood and I don’t have a wooden heart

Treat me nice treat me good treat me like you really should
Cause I’m not made of wood and I don’t have a wooden heart

[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/t/tom+petty/wooden+heart_20138634.html ]

Jerome “Jerry” Siegel (October 17, 1914 – January 28, 1996)

Who will not be familiar with the man who wore a big “S” on his chest and whose only weakness was a Kryptonite? Everybody who was born in the era of comics and cartoons will surely recognize this man. Avid fans might have memorized all the characters, knew all the lines, but do they know who were the people behind this epic superhero?

Before Superman was made into cartoons and adapted into movies, it started as a comic book. On the 20th century, it undoubtedly became one of the most recognizable superhero characters. And one of the two men who brought this character into life was Jerome “Jerry” Siegel.

Born on October 17, 1914 in Cleveland, Ohio, Jerome Siegel was a son of Jewish immigrants from Lithuania. He was the youngest of the six children of Sarah Fine and Mitchell Siegel.

Siegel loved watching movies, reading comic strips, and later on developed a liking on science fiction pulp magazines. His father saw the artist’s side of Siegel that he had encouraged him to make a career out of it. Unfortunately, when he was in junior high school his father died of heart attack.

In 1929 after that seatback, he produced SF fanzine and Cosmic Stories using a manual typewriter. He advertised these creations in the section of Science Wonder Stories.

While in high school, he worked in a student newspaper called The Torch. Despite his shyness and being unpopular, his creation Tarzan parody, “Goober the Mighty” made him achieved a bit of fame.

It was in Glenville where he met Joe Shuster. They became friends and later on the two of them collaborated as comic-artists. They made their debut with the musketeer swashbuckler “Henri Duval” and the supernatural-crimefighter strip Doctor Occult in issue #6 (Oct. 1935).

Later on, they created one of the most unforgettable comic characters. It all started with a bald telepathic villain named “The Superman” who wanted to dominate the entire world. The character made its first appearance in the short story “The Reign of the Super-Man” from Science Fiction #3, a science fiction fanzine that Siegel published in 1933.

Unfortunately, the debut of the most acclaimed superhero was not successful. It was in 1934 when Siegel finally had made a good character out of the villain.

The concept of the new hero was inspired by Gladiator, Samson and Hercules legends. Unfortunately, when the comic book was rejected, Shuster destroyed the artwork. Fortunately, Siegel had rescued the cover art.

The duo then began a six-year quest to find a publisher. Their attempt to publish it was a failure. Shuster burned all pages of the story and only the cover page was rescued by Siegel.
In 1938, Vin Sullivan, editor of DC Comics chose it as the cover feature for National’s Action Comics #1. Siegel & Shuster initiated the syndicated Superman comic strip and created the ghostly avenger “The Spectre” the following year.

  Nearing the end of their 10-year contract to produce Superman stories in 1946, they sued National over rights to the characters.

It was after the World War II when DC produced Superboy, a hero with similar features and story to the one that Siegel and Shuster proposed. They once again sued DC over the Superman rights. They won in the hearing and was compensated with a big amount of money. However, compared to the millions that the company earned for producing such character, the duo artists were not given justice.

In his later works, Siegel used the pseudonym “Joe Carter”. He was invited by DC Comics’ editor Julius Schwartz invited Siegel to write an “imaginary” final story for Superman in 1986. He declined the offer.

  Being one of the most creative writers in his time, he was inducted into the Jack Kirby Hall of Fame in 1993.

Siegel died on January 28, 1996 in Los Angeles. He maybe one of the many authors who succeeded in creating their masterpieces, but only few can actually recall their names.
This is one of the sad realities in an artist’s life. Everybody knows the superhero. Everyone knows the line “It’s a bird…it’s a plane…It’s Superman”. On the contrary, try to ask them one by one if who created the legendary character; you’ll be surprised of their answers. Some will surely give you a blank stare or a nod but the exact name or names that you want to hear, they simply forgot.

Sources:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jerry_Siegel

http://www.ohiohistorycentral.org/entry.php?rec=343

http://www.comic-art.com/biographies/siegel01.html

My lazy confessions

Originally from my Deviantart account

It has been a month since I finished college. Since I am still not ready to work, I’m trying to make each day productive.

I spent hours in the internet updating my DA account and other social networks.
: I read Manga (at least 5 per week)
: I watch anime (at least 2 series a week)
: I download movies and other stuffs
: I read a novel
: I doodle
: I take pictures
: I travel whenever there’s an opportunity (even just few kilometers will do since I don’t have my
own money..hahaha)
: I listen to new bands and try to know them a bit
: I talk to my parents about my life
: I had a chat with myself just to check if I’m still on earth or off to la la land
: I write stories and blog once a week ( to let my thoughts out or else I’ll go crazy)

I eat Manga!

1. The stories are very light…not complicated and very interesting
2. The characters are unbelievably handsome and beautiful (not to mention smart, talented and tall)
3. The lines are funny…but with hidden meanings

I’ve been an avid anime fan since I was 5 or younger. I always love day-dreaming about my favorite characters. I cry whenever I missed an episode or for some instances there have been no electricity or I got a lot of things to do. Until now, I am still drawn to various stuffs Japan introduced to my country. I started reading Manga, Mahnwa and comics. I can’t stop from wondering what’s next after I finish one story. I’ve been addicted. I’ve been hooked…and I’m proud of it. Over a month, I managed to read almost 10 Manga and watch over 3 anime series. I often spend my time in my room talking to myself and laughing…with my laptop and downloaded stuffs, my addiction is on the next level.

Why read/watch? They say it is a waste of time but I say it actually gives me quality moments with myself. I get to know my personality better and get to improve some of my stupid behaviors.

A confession

I was staying in my Aunt’s house last tuesday when my niece (8 years old) came and offered me a magazine. It was a Total Girl special issue on embarrassing stories of children and teenagers across the globe. Most of the girls wrote about how they act stupid whenever their crushes are around. In the back of my head, I was wondering about my own silly performance in front of the guys I like.

As I was browsing through the pages, I saw Kelly Clarkson’s confession…here it goes: “Like every other girl in the world, my most embarrassing moment had to do with a guy completely turning me down.”

A smile painted on my face after repeatedly reading Kelly’s statement. What this post of mine is all about? Well, it is about a girl, standing side by side of boy asking him to be her promdate.

Note: it took me a year to think about how would I do such an embarrassing thing…I saved up all my courage and spent it all in a 30-seconder conversation with my four-year crush.

Let us just call him Orange (He’s not like the Annoying Orange in YOUTUBE, he just wears orange shirt most of the time.

Orange and I were former dorm mates back when we’re still freshmen. He is so timid and having a blank reaction is his identifier.

He looks so fragile yet very mysterious. Seldom you’ll see him with a girl but you can see him alone most of the time. He was just a typical teenager with extraordinary fair skin. But it was his eyes that I liked the most.

I never had a chance to be his classmate in any of my general courses. So I’m just like a mere stalker of him…always watching him from a far and hoping that one day, I’ll be able to be with him, not in a romantic way (as a friend of course).

So for almost four years, I’ve waited and planned on how I can actually talk to him or even just go near him…even if it is just a foot or two. When I reached my senior year, that’s when I’ve decided to come and get him as my promdate. Spending this event with him would be epic…but in my quest for a perfect date, it was indeed epic; EPIC FAILED!

Why? I asked his friend, also a good friend of mine to serve as a catalyst. However, it didn’t turn out just like in movies.

I was on my way to my class when I saw Orange, and I thought that was an opening. A chance! I said to myself while my feet were shaking and my hands were ready to cover my face just in case I’ll be embarrassed.
As both of us were heading to the same direction, I utter the words I’ve been practicing for three years.

*Conversation
Me: Umm Orange did he tell you about prom?
Orange: Yes, he did.
Me: Is it okay with you?
Orange: Ummm..I don’t know…because..I don’t know…Ummm
Me: It is all right with me. don’t worry.
Orange: Umm..because..Umm I don’t know
Me: I said it is all right if you don’t want too. Thanks by the way (Forced smile)
Orange: Okay

See, that was my dream come true conversation as in one on one conversation with my longtime crush. as you can see, he only knew few phrases and he spoke them repeatedly. At first I was like, “WTF? How could you not say it directly. Just say NO and it will be a good answer. Something I’ve been expecting” But after I went to the restroom with my teary-eyes, I realized, he did that in order to protect me from being hurt. If I were in his case too I’ll probably think of a less hurting way of turning down someone. Especially if that someone is just a person whom I seldom see but never spoke to.

Lesson learned. Never assume that no matter how prepared you are to do something, the outcome is still unpredictable. In reality, every action taken bears a lot of consequences. It is unlike in movies that you always get what you wanted. It is unlike in movies that your crush will say Yes in an instant. It is unlike in movies that you’ll get to experience happiness easily.

Life, unlike in movies is a little bit complicated when you think so…but its simplicity lies on the one who’s running it:)

When everybody is falling

I can’t help it. I’m really amazed because most of my friends did make it before finally graduating. When I thought love only exists in movies, well, my tomodachi are here to prove that it actually does exist in reality. So before their college years are over they have found themselves their special someone.

I am still looking forward to put my picture together with that someone in my empty picture frame:)It may not be now, but I know sooner or later I will also fall…

Waka-waka…It’s time for Africa!

During my Philippine Institutions 100 class last semester, we were asked to race back our roots. Knowing our family tree would somehow give us the idea about the previous lives our ancestors lived and how we were related to some of our classmates. I was having a hard time getting as much information about my great great grandparents. Thanks to Claverian decree, I made my own theory on how my family name sounded Spanish yet I look like more of a Chinese. I thought maybe my ancestors were Chinese merchants that ventured into the country and for survival, they changed their family name conforming to the Spanish regime.

 

With this formulated theory of mine, I was contented. At least it was far better than to think that I was really an aeta, although I also acknowledge the fact that somewhere in my past life I do have a percentage of their blood.

 

However, after watching the Genographic Project conducted by the National Geographic Society and IBM another revelation surprised me. Human being regardless of colors and other physical attributes are actually related and came from one homeland, Africa.

 

So I was not just a Chinese merchant, an aeta but also most surprisingly an African. This discovery is the starting point of my family tree. A starting point that I share with all individuals which I believe could be a key to somehow lessen the degree of racial discrimination. Thus the considered to be one of the most impoverished countries gave birth to the human civilization.  A realization supported with facts that not all people are aware of. Lucky are those who have known about the project but for those who never heard of it, the grounds for racial discrimination still evidently exist.

 

 

 

When everybody wants to be a ROCKSTAR

Never did I dream of wearing short skirts and tube tops. It has never been by option to be one of the cheerleaders during my high school and wear that fake smile all around campus. I wanted to be no one except this one image of myself in mind.I don’t know what it has got into me but I am one of the crazy kids who actually think that we’re born in the wrong timezone.

Yes…I am a kid who wants to travel through time and go back to where people do not think of other things aside from fun!REAL FUN! Like…

• Going from one place to another just to watch concerts…and when you get to a gig, you can’t help but to get wet with sweat and alcohol.
• Not going to school because in order to appreciate music, one does not need a degree. So why bother going to school if  you’ll end up on stage performing?
• Wearing “rug-like” clothes and tattered pants since the more  ragged you look, cooler you are.
• Wearing sneakers that has never been washed since the day you bought it because by doing so, its value will depreciate.
• Having long never been combed hair with a turban or bandana worn to look more credible for a rocker.

I know  I may sound a little bit odd but this is the ideal life I’m trying to live in reality. And when I say I’m trying…I’m trying really hard. It comes out naturally with my personality and hardheadedness. Just like what I always say, it is not about one’s style that makes him a rockstar or someone he/she really dreams…it is about having the right attitude to be called one.

What I do when I’m bored

Thanks to my Looklet account!