Archive for April, 2008
Hey blog friends, going to be away for a week starting on April 26(which is tomorrow) until May 2(Friday). Me and my family will go to Palawan (Club Noah) for a vacation. And I bet there isn’t any internet connection there. Hehe. I’m going to miss blogging, but i’m pretty sure that when I come back, I’m going to blog about a lot of things. Plus, the pictures. 🙂 I’m going to miss the frequent visitors of my blog. Hehe.
I believe in such quote. I really know it implies to reality, and yes, it happened to my life. I consider my special brother as a charmed one. Him, as a special child, makes me grow into a better person with a better outlook towards life. I consider myself being a semi-quitter. It’s true that I’m tough, but my toughness isn’t enough to face life’s trials. I often tell myself that God would be the one to take care of the rest, let myself become carefree of what might happen in the future. But NO, I shouldn’t because I have a life long mission, and that is to take care of my brother. Because of my brother’s existence, I learned to value life and blessings. Taking things for granted is absolutely wrong, because of my brother, he made me feel that I am luckier and I shouldn’t waste my life on crap. I knew I couldn’t put myself into trouble because if I did, I wouldn’t be of any help to him. God gave him to me to let me know I have a purpose and that I have a responsibility. As an older sister, I know that his life is in my hands sooner or later.
Okay. I confess that this is a rant blog post, and I can’t help it. I mean, For more than a month, I’ve ranted about the same thing. My eating habit, my weight and now, judgement day is fast approaching. In my blog post Obese?! I was complaining on how I will be able to get rid of my excess fat. I wanted to highlight and bold the word excess, but I just realized that I love myself more than anything else. Sheesh.
I’ve come to a realization with a forum thread I currently answered. “Bakit #2 ang pencil #2?”. A confusing question but I guess it simply asks kung bakit tinawag na #2 si pencil #2. Okay, perhaps a lot of us will say these kinds of answers:
” Kasi second type siya ng pencil na ginawa ”
” Dahil wala ng ibang pwede ipangalan after ni pencil #1. “
The little kid I met when I was in second year highschool came across my mind today. I was the typical highschool girl that would want to make tambay at a nearby vendor’s stall outside the school. And on a certain sunny afternoon, I met a kid whom I won’t ever forget. Ok, so I did forget his name but I was certain it started with a J. I’m just not good with names, that’s why.
Look at the sight. Reload. Kasa. Putok.
This is a very late post, but better late than never. Me and my dad went firing last April 3, 2008. First time kong maka-experience ng firing nun, and I cannot deny the fact that I was indeed very jumpy. It was my first to actually pull a trigger and eventually fire a gun. On our way to the firing area, my Dad kept on telling me that I should never ever ever let the gun fall out of my hand. Once it hits the floor, it might get damaged, or worse, it would back fire. Instead of making me nervous, those words encouraged me to do better with my first encounter in firing.
Farewell. Farewell my second abode.
I went to school awhile ago to get my report card and return my toga. I had a strange feeling after looking at the surroundings of my school. Perhaps it’s the unusual silence that I wasn’t used to. I grew up in that place facing it with noise due to yells, music and laughter from my schoolmates, but awhile ago, none of these noises were present. Just the sweeping of leaves from the tree.