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In birthday, change

With or Without Ondoy, we have our retreat at Alfonso, Cavite. I felt really lucky because I did not experience to be stranded or walked in a dirty, eeky and muddy flood of Metro Manila. FYI, almost 200 students of St. Paul Manila were stranded and slept in the campus. I'm not one of them. I'm just one of the concerned students, who wants to know if they are doing good or whatever. Lucky in a sense that we arrived safe and early at St. Paul Renewal Center.

*emergency exit - me@ room 218*

I spend my 3days and 2night dedicated for the Lord. I'm very fortunate. Others maybe panicking or hungry by that time, I was praying for them with my classmates and schoolmates. On the other hand, I felt a little guilty because we have a lot of foods to eat. Breakfast, snack, lunch, snack and dinner that was our great sacrifice to eat and eat. Compare to the past retreat, this one is a life changing retreat. I learned many good thing about God.

Bro. Roland, the retreat master, a person full of energy in his body. A man who has inspires us to be different and to be a better person. (I hope) He made us laugh but his words are very striking it can hit and open ones eyes for the truth. Every words, every phrases and every sentences are important to dwell into the God's love.

The first night, he made us cry because he told us a sad story from a boy. I really controlled my tears not to fall but I can't. Before tears fall into my eyes, I was saying to myself, "Oh noo.. *sakit na ng lalamunan* hind ko na kaya, magkakaheart attack na yata ako." hahaha Suddenly,I can hear some people crying. Gez! that's hard. It made me felt more uneasy, I accidentally looked at my seatmate, who is crying already, that was the time i released my tears slowly and lost my focus from the story. With a mellow background music and a story like Bro. Roland told us I thought no one can help but to shed tears also. Afterwards, we had a sharing with my groupmates, they were teary eyes while telling the story mostly about parents, being alone and financial problems. Mine was different, second life and rebellious thoughts. It was fun. I shared a part of me to them.

*taken @ the prayer room*

The second day and night, another brother arrived it was Bro. Odey, who facilitated some activities. He made us draw a pictures in our traced hands and every finger represents something. Index finger- a word or phrase that can describe myself. Middle finger- draw greatest growth experience. Ring finger - Bad or negative attitude. Pinky finger - God's greatest gift not a person. Palm - What keeps you going in life? Wrist - name or nickname. Of course, sharing again with another set of group mates, this time with accounting or fma students. We met new friends, I again shared a part of me thru that sharing. I felt loved from God from the stories of people around me. The last session for the night was unforgettable experience. A time alone for God. It was like close encounter with God. I felt his presence. A feeling I wish lasted for long. I cried. Hagulgol to max. I tried to be quiet but there were times I can not. It ended with more hugs from my friends, my classmates and my group mates. Affection, I need it once in a while. All the burden was released. I like it.

*Last day, barkada picture*

The last day, confession and sang songs of praises. Deep inside, I don't want to end my retreat. I want to stay there. Peace of mind, tranquility are words can describe my stay in that retreat. Now, it's back to reality. Living a life with worldly temptation again but I will avoid it. God is in my heart.

Lesson in Life: "We can't have every thing we desire, but we have everything we need."

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In change, life

Facebook

Yes! all of us I think is a user of this social networking site called FACEBOOK, even our relatives and professors are signing up. I'm totally hooked with this site. I'm close to be called "Admin". I'm always using that site for updating myself to my friends, for commenting, for playing the applications they have or for liking the stuff the people are posting in their walls. My life evolves in this site. Morning until dawn count on me, I'll be there. Addict! yeah. That's the right word. If you heard the words, facebook addict, I'm guilty as charge plus a reward to those people will caught me harvesting my crops in Farmville. hahaha. Level 20 as of now, within two or more weeks of playing, I just can't stop plowing, seeding and harvesting my farm. I never thought I will be like this towards farmville. Before, I just ignored those request they kept sending me but at the end I gave in. Because one of my friends, requesting to send a gift to him. I'm kind-hearted that time, so I send him one tree. A night, I won't forget, the reason I became addicted to Farmville big time. He keeps on telling me, send me gifts. I said, sure why not, cause I'm bored that time. I gave it try and ta-da! I can't stop playing. OMG! Sleepness nights and sneaking to Net Lab just to harvest. I think my friends are starting to get hooked also, due to my persistent actions.

Last early Sunday, I opened my facebook and did the usual things. Unfortunately, when I came back home, I can't log-in. It lasted for almost 4 days without Facebook in our house. I'm close to dying and depression. hahaha. I did everything. I restore, clean-up, delete the temporary, history and cookies of my browsers and even reinstall my operating system for the sake of Facebook. Nothing happened until this day, I tried again and it worked. Yey! back to business in facebook. More plowing, seeding and harvesting to go. Level UP! wooh.

Currently needs: Long hours of Sleep.
Currently feeling: Tired and Weary.
Currently excited for: Y4IT - UP diliman tomorrow.

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In adventure, change

Tribute for Cory

I know. It's late. I was busy. Anyways, Last August 1, 2009, we loss our former President Cory Aquino because of cancer. A very sad moment for the Republic of the Philippines and especially for the Aquino Family. Condolence to them.

*left - me @ school, middle - while waiting,
right - with my sister wearing a yellow shirt(the color for cory)*

Watching the televise burial of Cory was very heart melting. People all over the Philippines were mourning. I was touch by the words that the people, who knew Cory personally. She was kind, helpful and generous person. I hope when I die people will say good things about me like Cory, people will share memories that will last in their hearts. I was inspired by her good works and good deeds. She was a prayerful and God-fearing person. I instantly admire her personality. I know it's too late but she will always be in our history. Our Mother of Democracy and the wife of former Sen. Ninoy Aquino will always be remembered.

August 5, 2009. When it's time to deliver the eulogy by Kris Aquino, I shed tears, I felt the loneliness inside of her. One of the best eulogies that I heard.

“I’m sorry mom, I lied to you. Nagsinungaling ako when I told you na we would be okay. I did this because we wanted you to be free from all your pain at para hindi ka na mag-alala tungkol sa amin. Pero, mom, it would take a lifetime for us to be okay because we will forever miss you,”
-Kris Aquino

Many people was affected, I can say. Then, they were off to Manila Memorial. We are near so me, my sister and my mom decided to come. We wanted to be part of the historical event. We waited for almost 7 hours. Just standing and eating. I saw a lot of people holding DSLR with huge lenses. Gez. I envy them for a while. I can't stop starring in their cameras. Someday I'll own one. That day, made me realized how I really like photography and how I badly want to have my very own DSLR. I also want to serve our nation. *wow* In my little way, I will. A day of excitement and inspiration. A day I won't forget. :)

Currently watching: Millionaire matcher.
Currently doing: swiping her nose because of her colds.
Currently feeling: BAD. headache.