Happy 4th Birthday Invulnerable Secrecy :)

The awkward moment when my last post was last May 11 yet the day after that was the birthday of this blog.

After an hour of nap, I just had a mood to post an entry to this blog. I brainstormed some topics that should be ideal for my next post. Suddenly, I realized that this month marks another year for this blog.

I was turning third year high school when this blog was born. Actually, this isn't really my first blog. The first one was a part of my late friendster account. Unfortunately, due to changing in format, I wasn't able to recover my blog.

I didn't expect that invulnerable secrecy would last this long. I even stated in my intro that I wasn't really interested in blogging. Eventually, this blog has been growing since then.

This blog isn't really too updated with regards to my life. At least this gives sone overview on what's going on before. It's really fun to reread some of my older posts.

There may be some switches in this blog like the layout and even the name itself ("alison's blog" was its old name) yet the person behind is still constant. Some post maybe pointless but still each post means so much to me. I vow that when I attain my desired profession, this blog will still be with me. I'll really pass this to my children in the future.

Happy Birthday Invulnerable Secrecy.

PS. Just to let you know, I was inspired by my sister's blog that gave rise to the birth of my own blog.

About the new header

Do the pave the way for 2012, I just made my new blogger header. If you notice, there are Spanish words above and below. I was just inspired by my Spanish class. Before 2011 ended, I memorized some verbs in Spanish that have different conjugations. (Verbs in spanish are harder to conjugate than in English. In English, the form of the verb doesn't change if the subject changes from first person to second person and etc. , In Spanish, you need to memorize how the endings are changed in every conjugation plus not just that, there are still other irregular verbs which have different way of conjugating.

Okay, let this post explain what's in the header..

Me llamo Franz- Call me Franz.

hola mis amigos y mis amigas- Hello Friends (boys and girls)

dos mil doce- two thousand twelve

Guitar

I got used to be in the world of duskiness and haste. My eyes remained closed in an open space. I shed all deplumes and conceived my inflictions. There came to a point that I never opened my soul to any hope at all. I believe that I’ll be in this lieu forever.

Suddenly I took heed at the strum of the guitar. My ears were well-pleased upon receiving that beautiful voice. Instead of penetrating my brain, it went directly to my heart. Its frets move as if it whimpers my soul with extreme happiness I ever needed. The music it made opened a bright light that illuminates the empty space and made my eyes open. Its melody tossed of the inflictions which made me bring into darkness. The harmony changed my mind from ambiguity to clarity. The tempo brought the hue that completes my contentment. Then the tone reconstructed my heart from pieces.

Then the guitar brought me to another game. I learned how to fall in love. My heart yearned for the music it made. I followed it wherever it is. I felt so perfect upon hearing its music. Time has passed my soul eventually opened the hope that I wished for.

Yet, the guitar turned into green. I already knew that its music isn’t for me. I felt another pain upon my unsuccessful expectations. I forced to close my ears for it tolerates my disappointment. I was even urged to ruin it for everything to stop. Still I realized that I cannot live without it. Though it’s not intended for me, I still followed the music. I didn’t even care at all as long as it’s always with me.

Time has passed its strum sounded lower and lower until it disappeared. The guitar departed without any prior knowledge of my feelings. Now, I remember what it looks like but I didn’t remember any piece of its sound anymore. I wondered if I could hear the same way again. Will that remarkable instrument be in my arms again? It has been twelve-month since the first time it came to my life. I must be grateful for its change it brought to me. I don’t know what destiny brings for us but still I’m happy I have such an instrument that brings the true resemblance in me.