Tobby Received The Liebster Award!

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Huh, I got another blogging award. Thank you very much for giving me The Liebster Award, Matthew Burgos! ^_^

As for the rules of this award, well…check them out by clicking this link here.

And now, here are my answers to Mr. Burgos’s questions:

  1. If your house is on fire, what will you take and why? I’d prioritize saving my family first. If there are things that I can still salvage, then I’ll retrieve the stuff that I can safely retrieve.
  2. If you’ll leave all the stress in this world, where will you go? If, by stress, you mean negative stress, then I would probably be going to death at that point. In life, negative stress waits on the path to true happiness. If I want to go away from negative stress, then I’ll have to face negative stress and win against it, step by step.
  3. Will you directly type your writing works or write it down first in a notebook/journal? Usually, I prefer directly typing my writing works. Writing my works down in a notebook/journal feels more difficult (erasure marks, erasure marks, freaking erasure marks), and writing using a computer feels smoother.
  4. What genre of books do you read? I’m not quite genre-specific when it comes to reading books. When it comes to reading books, I look for and read books that can positively inspire me greatly.
  5. What is your highly recommended read and why? Kagerou Daze. It’s Japanese, but you can find English translations here. It’s a pretty inspirational story, even if it can be dark at times. LOOK AT THE BRIGHT SIDE AND FRIENDSHIP FOR THE WIN! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
  6. Does music inspire you to write? If yes, what certain song do you listen to? Yes, music does inspire me into writing, and I usually listen to Jin/Shizen no Teki-P’s music in order to motivate myself.  DECO*27’s music, Mashiro Shirakami’s music, and Suzumu’s music also inspire me, but Jin-sensei’s music is at the top of my inspirational music list.
  7. When was your hardest writing experience? I guess my hardest writing experience would be my awakening to my creative writing skills. I was an angry high school kid waiting and facing some bullies (I feel like I exaggerated their bad attitudes towards me and my friends in my mind back then, though.) during cheering practice for my school’s Intramurals opening, so I wrote a poem in order to vent out my anger properly. I forgot what its title was and what it was exactly about, though.
  8. If you can have something material today (any price) for free, what will it be and why? A PS Vita. I wanna be able to play Persona 4 Golden and Dangan Ronpa.
  9. If you will write a story with a dedication, to whom will you address it? If I were to write a story with a dedication…I’d dedicate it to those who are having difficulties in seeking true happiness.
  10. Would you rather live in reality or fantasy? I prefer reality, even if it can be a tough place. Besides, if I lived in fantasy, then it would become reality already. So…yeah, I can’t escape reality. I can never escape from reality. We can never escape from reality, you know.
  11. What is writing for you? For me, writing is one of the ways that a person can use to inspire other people.

Now, here are 11 random facts about myself:

  1. Recently, I have become a fan of DECO*27 (Read: Deko Niina) and his music. As of now, my favorite DECO*27 song is Kissou Honnou (Heart’s Homing Instinct).
  2. I’m a Roman Catholic.
  3. Aside from creative writing, which I consider to be my specialty, I’m also interested in drawing pictures and composing music.
  4. I have a YouTube Channel. Hanging around YouTube and watching YouTubers’ videos was probably a major influence in its creation.
  5. I’m a fan of PewDiePie and Markiplier. They got me interested in Let’s Playing, and their horror game Let’s Plays helped me get used to the horror genre.
  6. I’ve written fanfiction before, and I’m still interested in writing fanfiction, especially fanfics of my favorite series mixed with whatever interesting ideas that form inside my mind, to express myself and inspire other people.
  7. I’m not good at playing musical instruments, so when I’m going compose music, I prefer using PxTone. As of now, I have made one short musical piece, and its title is “Glass Polisher.”
  8. I haven’t tried drawing digitally yet. I’m still interested in it, though.
  9. Some of my favorite characters are Ayano Tateyama and Kousuke Seto from the Kagerou Project and Makoto Naegi from the Dangan Ronpa series.
  10. I’m currently interested in Ume Aoki’s Hidamari Sketch and Dai Shiina’s Soredemo Sekai wa Utsukushii, but, as of now, I haven’t read them much.
  11. I’m a really optimistic person. You probably would have noticed that if you’ve spent enough time near me and my works.

And now, here are the 5 blogs/bloggers that I would like to nominate for The Liebster Award:

  1. The Catholic Husband
  2. Juan Blea
  3. Delicious Peace of Mind
  4. Medieval Otaku
  5. Knits by Sachi

And here are my 11 questions for the nominees:

  1. What sort of music do you like?
  2. Is there a foreigner-made artwork that you really like?
  3. Is there a fictional story that you would like to recommend?
  4. What do you usually do when you’re in the Internet?
  5. Have you ever had to deal with a really short-tempered child?
  6. Do you think that you are an optimist?
  7. What is your preferred way of dealing with people who hate you?
  8. Do you think that the death penalty is a good way to curb crime?
  9. Who is the family member that inspired you most?
  10. In three to five words, what are your values?
  11. What is your favorite food?

Once again, thank you very much for the award! ^_^

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Tobby’s Recommendation Yell: Days of Happiness

Days of Happiness cover

As I was lazily wandering around the Internet, I found this short story by Kenshi Yonezu, a well-known Japanese musician who also goes by the name “Hachi.” This story about happiness…ah, it reminds me of those days when my old pessimistic self started to shatter greatly…and I really need to read more stories that are like this beautiful short story.

Anyway, I’d like to recommend this story to all the sad people out there. The world needs more happiness, you know. Also, I’d like to thank vgperson for translating this beautiful story. You can go to the translation by clicking the picture above or by clicking here. If you want to read the Japanese original, then go here.

 

Ang Wikang Pilipino At Ang Baliw na Oso

Kung isalin ko sa Pilipino ang aking alias...ay, lokong mani, parang mayabang ang tunog noon, ah...aaaarrrrggghhh...

Kung isalin ko sa Pilipino ang aking alias…ay, lokong mani, parang mayabang ang tunog noon, ah…aaaarrrrggghhh…

Kumusta, mga tao?

Ako Ang Panginoong Oso

Na mula sa bansang Pilipinas.

Ngayon, ako ay nagsasalita sa wikang Pilipino.

Lokong mani, parang ang yabang ng tunog ng alias ko…

Eh, alalahanin mo na lang na huwag kang maging mayabang, APO.

Oo, APO, pinaikli ko iyang sinaling alias mo.

Ngayon, alalahanin mo ito:

Huwag mong isipin

Na mas mataas ka

O mas mababa ka

Kaysa sa ibang tao.

Hindi ka diyos.

Tao ka lang, APO.

Isa kang kakaibang tao

Sa dagat ng mga kakaibang tao.

Oo, kakaiba ang lahat ng tao.

May mga tao lang na hindi alam o ayaw aminin ang katotohanang iyon.

Ngayon, iba naman ang pag-usapan natin, APO.

Sa bansa mo ngayon,

Baka tawagin kang baliw

Dahil sa iyong mga paniniwala.

Sa mundo kung saan madaming tao ang sumasakay sa paniniwalang

“Ang pagiging makasarili ay katinuan,”

Ikaw ay isang baliw, APO.

Pero huwag kang magpatalo sa kalungkutan.

Hindi ka perpekto, tulad ng sangkatauhan,

Pero pwede ka pa rin maging masaya at mabuti.

Magpatulong ka sa mga taong mapagkakatiwalaan

Dahil ang paglalaganap ng pag-asa sa buong mundo

Ay isang gawain na hindi magagawa mag-isa.

Sa pamamagitan ng wikang Pilipino,

Ikalat mo ang “kabaliwan” na tinatawag na pag-asa

Sa mga kababayan mong hindi makaintindi ng Ingles.

Ngayon, bigyan mo ng paalaala ang iyong sarili:

Gawin mo ang iyong pinakamahusay,

Magsaya ka,

Panatilihin mo ang iyong pagiging kalmado,

Ipako mo ang pag-iisip mo sa liwanag,

At itaguyod mo ang pagkakaibigan!

Lokong mani!

YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Soda On My Keyboard

Soda on my Keyboard

This poem was inspired by Jin-sensei’s Kagerou Project and Gary Turk’s “Look Up.”

Today, I accidentally spilled soda on my keyboard.

I screamed in magnified despair.

This was like what happened to Shintaro

But in here, there was no annoying cyber girl.

There was only me, an open bottle of soda, and my wrist

Which all conspired

To drag me away from my cybernetic precious.

My mother arrived with curiosity and concern.

It’s a good thing that she wasn’t tired

Or else I would have been screamed at.

I desperately talked about my problem

And my mother told me,

Like a cold, sharp knife:

“Go to the department store and buy a keyboard.

You really need to know the outside world’s worth.”

I’m not a hikiNEET like Shintaro.

I’m just a kid who’s been through a lot of bad times,

A kid who finds social interaction in the open annoying.

But still, if I don’t go out,

Then I would have no more time with my cybernetic precious.

Reluctantly, I went out with my younger brother.

My younger brother had more confidence than me

And my mother decided to let him be my energetic guide.

His energy was as annoying as Ene’s

But I would get lost in the streets without his support.

Under the blazing sun, we walked into the air-conditioned store.

I felt like a little bug.

I felt like I wouldn’t be accepted.

I angrily marched to the electronics section

And I bumped into some guy hanging out with his friends.

War flashbacks played in my mind,

Causing me to bow down repeatedly with apologies.

I didn’t want a rerun of my nightmares.

I didn’t even want to talk about them.

Luckily, they were a calm and energetic bunch.

Not annoying, but accommodating.

They weren’t the Mekakushi Dan,

But man, I felt so glad.

Suddenly, I remembered that my brother wasn’t annoying at all.

They kindly offered help

And I took it.

With my brother following us,

I went to buy a keyboard.

Awkwardly, I asked them to let me complete my purchase.

I realized that social interaction in the open is inevitable

Even if I don’t like it.

With stutters, mutters, and fumbling letters,

I bought the keyboard that I needed.

To be honest, I suddenly felt better.

I did it.

I can do it.

My keyboard’s importance decreased

And social interaction’s fun increased.

My friendly acquaintances offered us to have lunch with them

And my brother and I accepted.

We didn’t encounter a terrorist attack

But we encountered happiness.

I felt shy and awkward while we ate and talked,

But my shell slowly melted

And my heart warmed up.

It was an amazing feeling.

I didn’t need to be in some crazy fictional fantasy.

I didn’t need to die and get swallowed by a snake.

I didn’t even need to encounter a terrorist attack.

I found friendship and happiness in this “mundane world” that I once hated.

A fist filled with hope had punched through the steel walls around my heart.

It was a fist that I could never ever stop.

Slowly, the war flashbacks were punched away to the back of my mind.

I couldn’t remove them, but I slowly accepted them.

After all,

No one is perfect.

I’m not better or worse than everyone else.

After so many punches, hope, along with my parents’ and teachers’ lessons,

Broke the steel walls of my selfishness.

After a fun lunch time, we went out to the arcade.

It wasn’t an amusement park, but why am I even thinking of that?

I’m not Shintaro Kisaragi.

I’m a kid who found friendship and happiness.

I hope Shintaro finds friendship and happiness, too.

We all went home happily after our gaming time

And I almost forgot that there was a keyboard stuck under my armpit.

In one of my hands was a sheet of paper

Containing my newfound friends’ contact details.

In their hands were my and my brother’s contact details as well.

When my brother and I had arrived at our home again,

My mother and father noticed my appearance.

They smiled, and they asked me:

“So, how was your trip to the department store?”

I smiled brightly,

And I told them today’s story.

I still felt scared about facing tomorrow,

But my parents and my brothers had my back.

My newfound friends also had my back, too.

I once thought that there was no one who could help me with my social issues,

But it turns out that there was at least on person out there who could,

And I had to help myself if I wanted to be helped.

The soda on my keyboard flashed in my mind.

That incident was an accident,

But I felt like something inside me wanted to do that.

My optimistic self’s voice seemed to be louder already.

I remembered how I dealt with despair back then,

And before it could swallow my mind again,

My optimistic self said:

“You can still improve.

You did it.

You can do it.”

With these scrambled thoughts about friendship and happiness running inside my head,

I decided to send a text message to my newfound friends:

“Wanna hang out tomorrow?”

Nervously, I waited.

Their answer:

“Sure!”

I smiled again.

I still felt scared about tomorrow,

So I let my optimistic self remind me:

“Your family and friends have your back,

And there will always be at least one person who’s got your back,

So don’t worry.

Even if the world around you is in despair,

You can still choose to keep on hoping.”

And so, as I went to sleep,

I happily thanked the soda on my keyboard,

Because without it,

I wouldn’t have found friendship, hope, and happiness today.

You Can Be A Hero, Tobby!

hero (noun) – a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities

That definition above is one of the definitions that showed up in Google Search’s dictionary (just type “define [insert word here]” and let Google Search do its work) for the word “hero.” Heh, when I was a younger, I kinda thought that a hero was someone who was beyond the reach of ordinary humans…someone who was absolutely good, without any imperfections at all. Well, my perception of heroism pretty much changed a lot as the years passed. The challenges of life gave me some nice whuppings courtesy of my pessimistic crybaby years, and then with some very helpful guidance from a bunch of trustworthy people and a bunch of inspirational creative works, I developed into the optimistic nut who wrote this blog post.

Now, I have a question to ask you:

Can anyone be a hero?

If you were to ask that question to my pessimistic crybaby self, I’d probably say that only superhumans can be heroes while reasoning that anyone who can calmly stand up to wrongdoers is a superhuman with nerves of steel that can bruise the brains of anyone who would try to break them. The me back then…I thought that all humans are unequal…I thought that some humans can be great while some can’t.

And now, I find those thoughts stupid.

Ask “Can anyone be a hero?” to the optimistic nut who wrote this blog post, and then I’d say…

Yeah, anyone can be a hero.

As my perception of heroism developed, I once thought that I had to be instantly noticed by the whole world if I wanted to be a hero. I thought that I had to appear spectacularly like a bunch of exploding fireworks in order to be a hero. Again, traces of my pessimistic crybaby self tried to hinder my development. I thought that I had to be perfect, that I had to be pleasing in the eyes of everyone else in order to be a hero.

And then, I learned and repeatedly remembered a bunch of life lessons as I developed.

No one is perfect.

No man is an island.

Everyone is unique.

I can’t please everyone.

Only I can control myself.

The path of a hero is and will always be a tough road.

The improvement of the self and the world isn’t something that comes instantly.

I can still choose to be happy, even if the world around me is filled with sadness.

Anyone can do good and help in making the world a better place.

When I thought about it…yeah, heroes weren’t a bunch of superhumans who were superior over the rest of “ordinary” humanity. I don’t think that there’s a human out there who’s worthless. We may be imperfect, we may be sinners, but seeing these heroes who are as imperfect as all of humanity makes me think that…yeah, we can do good…and no one is worthless. Some people may be minor characters in my life, but those people are also major characters in someone else’s life, too. I may be a minor character in someone else’s life, but I’m also a major character in certain people’s lives, too. Also, there are many ways to be a hero. It’s not just restraining and arresting armed wrongdoers and doing risky rescue moves, you know. You can be a hero to an audience by inspiring hope in them through creative works. You can be a hero to your family by helping them out through household chores. Heh, you can even be a hero to others by willingly choosing to look at the bright side and do good even if the world around you is freaking plagued by despair! Even if you don’t have superpowers, such as the eye powers in the Kagerou Project, you can still be a hero, you know!

Makoto Naegi may not be a wealthy businessman or an ace detective, but his optimism helps him a lot in being heroic, you know!

Makoto Naegi may not be a wealthy businessman or an ace detective, but his optimism was a big help in performing his heroic acts, you know!

Also, social relationships are important if you want to be a hero. We all have limits, and that’s where the importance of diversity and celebrating differences comes in. One person’s strengths can make up for another’s weaknesses, you know, and celebrating differences and synergizing can lead to the discovery of solutions that can’t be found by simply compromising or cooperating! What, I shouldn’t be depending on someone if I want to strong and brave? Well, I once believed in that idea, but now, I find it stupid as well. A person can only do so much alone, you know! If you wanna improve yourself and help in making the world a better place, then you gotta remember that it’s not something that one person can easily do singlehandedly! Friendship for the win!

I don't think Ayano Tateyama would have gotten far in executing her rescue plan without any help from her fellow "secret agents."

I don’t think Ayano Tateyama would have gotten far in executing her rescue plan without any help from her fellow “secret agents.”

Now then, self-reminder time:

Anyone can be a hero.

You can be a hero, Tobby!