Paalam, bro.
His picture is the first thing you’ll see in my wallet. People who know me well enough know that I’m not that fond of senior citizens. But he was an exception just like my two late lolos. He to me is like Bro to Santino, only concrete. He may be the big bro but he’s also everyone’s kabarkada. Through him I learned how to appreciate things for more than what the eyes can see. I never imagined him going like this because he was so full of life.
I refuse to believe he’s gone. Rather, I think he shared too much of his life to everyone until God said it was enough. I learned so much from him and he will never be forgotten, especially by the La Sallian community.
Paalam, brother Ceci. Salamat sa lahat. Say hi to kuya Francis for me, ok?
In Sonya's Garden
This was the last I saw of him. Paalam, bro.
Independence?
If our heroes can see us from where thay are, will they be satisfied that this is the situation of the country they died for? Do all our veterans see the better country that they risked their lives for?
I wanted to post the speech I did for my comm3 class because apparently it really made an impact. But I figured it was better off spoken than written. But the point I want to say is that to fully enjoy our independence, we shouldn’t leave it with just a commemoration of those that have already come to pass. All those who lived before my generation have yet too see what they fought for. Therefore, we must continue the fight. And no, I don’t mean in the streets. (But i’m not stopping you if you want.) As our friend Jun Lozada said, we should be the change.
What does this (pseudo)freedom meam to us if the quality of life is deteriorating? What is there to celebrate when we aren’t really independent nor free? The least we can do is not be apathetic about these abuses of power. We owe it to our forefathers to do our part in keeping our liberty and independence.
Choose frustration over indifference.
Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off
I guess you can never tell anyone outside the circle what the problem is. They just won’t actually get it. There are ceratin situations or scenarios that are implied or understood within the circle. Kumbaga, may sariling mundo.
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This is the second time in my life that I had to reconsider what I want after knowing exactly what. Parang ‘yung sinasabi ng Pedicab na lumiko ang pangarap.
My long term goal was to be an actuary. Very tempted, I was, to pursue law. But after reading an article by Gen. Ramon Farolan, I realized that a lot in my generation have already taken care of that career path. In a decade or so my peers will be the ones covering that area, thus meeting the demand. I mean no offence to them. On the contrary, kudos to them for their determination, hard work and all other positive-sounding nouns. But I was really moved by what he said that there are careers popular to the youth today. And then there are those not-so popular ones that the country needs but doesn’t have enough of, say teachers and actuaries. Which is why i chose this path.
And now I’ve reached the point wherein I don’t know what to ask for anymore. The last time I felt this was when my lolo mapa was dying. I prayed so hard for so many things – that his health may be restored, that the doctors and nurses handling him will be guided properly by the Holy Spirit, that I may be able to take care of him, and so on. When I learned to accept that he will pass soon enough, the only thing I prayed for was that my mom would make it there to him on time. She was a day late. And that day was just a blur to me because it seemed liek eveything was on halt and yet in double speed at the same time. I was just staring blankly into space, not knowing what to pray for anymore. Now I feel exactly the same way.
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Where was it that we last left off? Oh now I do recall. We were just getting to the part where the shock sets in and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
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If you’re going to bring someone down, make sure there’s a significant height that he/she will fall. Otherwise, it would be kind of pointless, won’t it? I’m not the type you can kick when I’m down, that’s for sure.
Lair of the Mad Scientist 