hahahahaha i was just browsing through my old files trying to delete ones that are of no use to me anymore. and to my surprise, i discovered one of the speeches i made for english 17. well, actually i made it for a friend. i was really supposed to just make an outline but i ended up being so caught up in it that, well, yeah, i came up with the whole thing instead. how fortunate of my friend, don’t you think? ok, i’m not the best writer or speech maker or whatever, but at least she didn’t need to trouble herself with making the whole thing anymore. but anyway, here it is and all i can say about what i wrote is this… a broken heart + "corny-nosity" (which i prefer to call it) + "patheticnosity" (still how i’d like to call it) = this very funny yet kind of sensible thing. hahahaha
Completely Incomplete without You
Have you ever experienced being in a crowd and yet feel so left out so lonely? Those of you who haven’t gone through such a thing are fortunate enough, but then to make you understand how it feels is quite difficult. The very act of just imagining yourself in a room filled with people, and you imagine yourself feeling so lost and alone is not sufficient. You see, you don’t get to actually experience the very bitterness of the feeling. How did I come to feel this way? Well, now that is exactly my point in this so-called “speech”.
Love, in my opinion, is such a wonderful yet harsh experience. Some say that love is an uncontrollable feeling that makes one do tons of crazy, stupid things and that it makes you feel so high, so down so much of everything. Three weeks ago, I felt entirely different from the way that I do right now. I was utterly happy because of a certain someone. But then things happened and they were all out of my control. Now I am left to feel bitter. It’s true when they say that when you’re down because of love, food can no longer fill your hunger; water can no longer quench your thirst; things that used to make you feel happy end up making you feel miserable. In short, nothing seems to satisfy you at all. Then there’s the awful fact that you can’t help but think of that “someone” whenever you’re idle. Plus there are moments when all you do is think of all the times you’ve spent together. And moments when you get so caught up with your emotions that you cry without noticing it and for no concrete reason. You also have to go through the horrible experience of wanting to be with that someone and of not wanting to. What’s more is that you hate that person and yet you still love him. The funny thing, though, is that no matter how hurt we get, we learn to move on and we go through the whole phase of falling in and out of love all over again. All that, and so much more, just goes to show that love is complete torture.
Although I have had a fair share of heartaches, I still want to fall and to be in love. I choose to be confused, depressed, happy, gloomy, hungry, full, thirsty, complete, satisfied, restless, and empty, among other things. I’d rather be miserable because of love than live a dull life.
And yes, I am still in love. So I address this speech to the very person that makes me feel all of the things I’ve mentioned. I am completely incomplete without you…
*d’you see what i mean? hahaha basta, you get my point, i think. just leave it at that.