Is it a dreadful one?

TRUE! — I cried — I had been and am! I can calmly tell you a bit of what happened to it. It was Saturday night when we talked. Yes, we talked and it’s a usual talk that unexpectedly the conversation turned into a dreadful one. Why dreadful? I am not ready. Of what? On the question. Of? Something that for sure is really hard to answer not until the right time come.

We happily talked about the future event that might happen. Things we know that for sure we’ll enjoy and I guess cherish too. Who knows? Not until I told a story about a friend and partly joking on what I had told about it. And he certainly asked a question which is related on that joke – he’s confident enough to ask it and am shocked on it. I don’t know how will I answer that, how will I tell him all what I am feeling. I just kept mum and I suddenly felt that my tears were going to fell but I avoided it. I don’t want him to hear it – a heart that is hopeless and hurt!

“I can’t do anything about it.” That’s what I told to him. Honestly, there’s still a tinge in my heart saying, “Darling, something great will happen.” These are enough to fill my heart with desire and courage to move forward and fight on what is worth fighting for. There’s only one thing I can say with regard to it, “Never let go if you can still hold on. And never hold back once you’ve decided to let go…”

I’m still hoping that someday things will turn out well. But if not, it’s a fate.

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Baptism is one of the sacraments of Christian initiation. It is merely defined as the sacraments that give our souls the new life of sanctifying grace by which we become children of God. It is also a gateway to the sacraments and necessary for salvation. The sacramental grace of baptism is a regenerative grace that helps those baptized to live well the supernatural life they have begun as children of God. The effects of it are reborn as children of God, configuration to Christ and incorporation into the Church. Its matter is water which its natural meaning is for cleansing and it is ministered by the bishop, priest or a deacon.

I had attended the baptismal of Baby Phetha Rose, daughter of my former high school teacher, Mrs. Abang. It was held last April 06, 2008 at St. Joseph Parish in Quezon City. My former teacher invited me to come and be a god-mother to her Unica Hija. Actually, I considered it as a first time for me because I was really child then when I experienced that kind of thing and now I am a grown up (somehow) and I can understand the responsibilities of being a “god mother”. During the mass, the speaker described the responsibilities of it and it’s not an easy task because as a god-mother we should help the mother and father of the child on guiding her. I guess, I could help in the near future, whether they need it or not

After the ceremony, next stop was held in Jollibee (beside of the church). I kind of did not enjoy the party because I know no one there (Of course aside from my teacher, her husband and kids) and I feel out-of-place. I went there all by myself and I was waiting for Emma to arrive but unfortunately she arrived late. She was with her brother Vlad who is my friend also. After then we went to Ever to gallivant and window shopping too. I bought a nail polish which is neon violet and a black one. So if ever boredom strikes, I have something to do aside from blogging and watching dvd What do you think?

I went home with something to give for my two brothers. I think I love them more now and that is really nice.

Oh, now I realized that even when I’m in a crowded place without anyone I know, I can still mingle a bit but I still want to be with anyone I know wherever I go. No man is an island, isn’t?

Not now

Sometimes I just want to quit a battle when things start to hurt. I want to stop and leave everything as it is before the pain gets worse. But when I remember how much I’ve prayed and how much I really wanted it before I have even stepped on the battlefield, hope comes into the heart that maybe it is worth going this far.. I won’t give up, NOT NOW.

A feature article

It’s not that easy to be a writer (news writer, feature writer, scriptwriter, etc.), I guess it’s a given talent that one should have for him or her be able to write a good and superb article. One should also be fluent in English or must be creative. It was during last semester that I learnt how to write such news article, feature article, editorial article and scripts. All of that was because of my dearest professor in Print Media, Ms. Liwayway Arce. She taught us a lot of things with regard in writing an article and scripts. She taught us how to write a good lead, how to insert quotations, how to end our article in a good way, how to insert camera movements in scripts and such.

My handwriting says…

What does your handwriting say about YOU?

The results of your analysis say:

You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry.
You are a shy, idealistic person who does not find it easy to have relationships, especially intimate ones.
You are negative, fearful, resistant, doubtful, and/or selfish.
You are not very reserved, impatient, self-confident and fond of action.
You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.

I find this one in site of marco and try it. Since I’m just using a mouse in writing my name, my handwriting seems like it’s not normal or it’s not me. I don’t have a good penmanship when it comes to PRINT, but I assure that you’ll love it more when I write in CURSIVE But I think it looks good though.

Am I ready for a job?

Everyone wants a job and everyone wants to earn money. Who doesn’t want, right? But me? Of course, I want to earn money and I want a job too, but not this time. I’m still not yet ready to enter the so-called “real world”. I’m still studying and I’m still enjoying what life could give me now. My mom is forcing me to apply for a job so I could not waste my time sitting here and doing nothing. But I refused it. Why? As I said a while ago, I’m still enjoying what life could give me now. I’m not lazy or what. It’s just that I know in the near future, after I finish studying I could land a good job, perhaps. And if it happens, the things that I’m enjoying doing right now I might not have a chance doing it again. That’s my point but I can’t say it to my mom because I’m afraid so and she might not listen to me. But thank God because she’s not forcing me anymore to apply, instead I’m thinking right now how I could help her in some way.

Fell in love with the beach

It’s summer already and the heat of it really kills me, somehow! Beaches and pools are really in demand this season and I can’t help myself but to dream about having this vacation in one of the prestigious and relaxing beaches here in Philippines. I’m a beach enthusiast. Seeing the wonderful waves of it, the sea creatures who lives happily in their habitats makes me feel more relax and peaceful at the same time. Not only that, whenever I have this opportunity to watch the sunset while I’m sitting on the soft sands of the beach, I can’t help myself but to fell in love with it.

If only I have enough money to go somewhere where I could wet my body through the waters of the beach, I’ll do it without any hesitation. I’m also dreaming to have a house near at the beach (well, of course far off the high tide level ) because I think it is more healthy and stress-free to live in a place like that. What do you think? And I considered it as one of the wonderful places to live on.

I know my dreams will come true. I’m crossing my fingers

GOOD FRIDAY trip

Last Good Friday (March 21, 2008), my family went to an out-of-town trip at Laguna (I forgot where in Laguna). Before that trip, my mom already decided not to go anymore with some of our relatives ‘cause she’s not in the mood to go there. But thanks to my Papa because he talked to my mom and forced her to go since they could relax there.

So my mom finally made her decision and we finally go there. We went to Doña Jovita and stayed there. My cousin, Ate Rebecca, rented a private pool for us to enjoy more our sta

y there. The place is nice because it’s not crowded. Some of the pools are like hot-spring because of its hot water. Since the place is located nearly Mt. Makiling, expect that the water temperature is hot (but not really hot).

Since I have my swimming class before, guess what? I knew already how to swim and I’m not a “gutter-girl” anymore. Haha. I could swim but I’m not that good in it anyway, but I could do the strokes right. Lol.

We went home tired, exhausted but happy because of that trip.

I’m still looking forward to have more out-of-town trips this summer

Step Up

I’m not really good in dancing although I tried it before way back elementary and high school, but I still have passion on it. My brother always teases that I’m out of my mind whenever I dance in front of the mirror with the music of Flo Rida’s Get Low. Hahaha! What else can I do? I just want to lose some weight. Lol. I’m still looking forward to dance again in crowd

Kidding aside,I’ve already watched Step Up 1 and Step Up 2. I could say that Step Up 1 is kind of better than the latest Step Up movie. Why? It’s just that I like more the combination of the steps of Ballet dance and the Hip-hop dance. The soundtrack soothes too in the steps.. While in Step Up 2, the steps are more on of "street dance" which I find them cool too. Oh by the way, Step Up 1 is kind of similar to the movie Save the last dance 2. Wherein there’s a hip-hop and ballet dance combination.

STEP UP 1

STEP UP 2

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I took them during our dinner at Trinoma with my two brothers who just graduated that time.. I find this cool though it’s not that great