Saturday, June 15, 2013

What Do You Want To Say To Your 4-Year Old Self?



I was lying awake in our living room when I obliviously staring on one of the laminated photos hanging on our wall. You could tell that they were taken some centuries ago for they are not clear. I held it close to see it clearly. It is a rectangular shape made of thick piece of wood. It has four photos on it. Two photos of myself with my mom on the upper right and lower right and two photos of myself alone on the upper left and lower left side. I am fascinated by those photos, was wearing a dirty white dress with a pair of socks and a pair of rubber shoes except for the photo on the lower left. I was wearing a pair blue shorts, pair of blue slippers and a white shirt with some strokes of blue on it and I had a black straight shiny hair way then. And I am more fascinated by this photo than the other three. I was 4 years old then.

As I was looking on that photo, I was wondrin’ and thinking what it was then? Perhaps, things were easier and smoother, days were simpler and slower. Perhaps, my only worry was my parents’ scary stories about a monster that would eat me if I wouldn’t chew and swallow the food in my mouth.  Perhaps, I would only cry for a toy was snatched by a playmate, or perhaps, I would only cry for a small cut in my skin. I feel so old when I realized that I could hardly remember how was being a 4-year old. Somehow, I was talking to myself and could not help but asked, “What do you want to say to your 4-year old self?”

Hard as it may seem, I would tell her that things in the world are scarier than the monster in your parents’ stories. Have more friends and go crazy with them but choose a few ones that you would trust. Go to school, study hard,share your knowledge, play around, sleep hard, play hard, eat well, shout if you really need it but keep your silence if all you want to say are bad things. Be kind to yourself and to others. Follow the rules then break some. Make every effort to reach your dreams but if perhaps, things are not allowing you, let it go for a while. Explore and experience but beware of your limits. What people would say about you doesn’t matter. If ever you’ll screw things while exploring, face the consequences and learn from that experience. Don’t blame people if you fail. Try harder. After all, you will reap your success alone. Look back from where you’ve been. You are responsible to yourself. You would choose what do you want in your life, so be careful in choosing. If ever you are uncertain, just take your time to think and decide. Travel more and have a good time. Love your parents. Love yourself and love the people that love you and let go of the people who don’t. Smile, dwelling on bitterness leaves you behind. Shut your mouth hard if you are angry, cry or wail if you must. Don’t make promises even if you think you could make it. Loosen up your pride and say sorry. Being compassionate is important. And lastly, pray to our Lord, ask for His forgiveness, say thanks and praises to Him, adore Him and, ask for His guidance and ask for the things that you would need and want. I tell you, He knows everything what you want right before you ask it to Him.

This might sound only a few but I am dying to say these things to my 4-year old self. It’s been a lot of years and there were a lot of things that happened too since I was four. And at this age, I may not still fully aware of everything yet I’m grateful for the Good Lord has provided me with good years, along those years are joys and sadness, they may seem not the most beautiful years yet it taught me a lot about life, and that what makes it beautiful, anyway.


Do you also have something to say to your 4-year old self?


Saturday, June 8, 2013

trivia tungkol kay Ronan

Sa Innodata rin kami nagkakilala ni Ronan hanggang sa napunta kami sa ACS at nabuo ang CERTIFIED TRIPPERZ. Mahiyain at tahimik at bihira lang magsalita pero pag nagsalita naman, sa kanya lahat. Masarap rin siya kasama dahil mapagbigay at maalaga at saka "always prepared." Nakakainis minsan dahil feeling niya siya yung pinakabata sa lahat pero infairness hindi naman halata kasi inaalagaan niya daw 'yung skin niya.


Marunong magpahalaga sa pamilya at sa mga taong naging bahagi sa buhay niya kaya nga umaani siya ng maraming kaibigan. Malimit magbiro at magyabang at wala siyang absent sa kapag may lakad ang grupo. Nagagalit rin ako sa kanya minsan pero alam ko nagagalit siya sa akin kadalasan, hehehe. Marami akong nakakatuwang experience sa Gemini na 'to. So, thank you for sharing something, I may not there always and may sometimes provoke you pero I consider you as part of my life na. Happy Birthday, Nan!!!. (ikaw nalay wish para sa imong self woe, hehhehe)


Sunday, June 2, 2013

zendy cuizon's

credits to Zendy Cuizon, they are beautiful!!!











Baguio City

we dressed like the natives
(photo grabbed from Dave's)


It was one rainy afternoon when I found myself, Jaja and Dave running across the street of IT Park. We need a print out and a payment of our booked ticket for Manila. I was not feeling well after I dried myself, however, it was all worth it.

 Manila was not our primary destination, it was the City of Baguio. We traveled by Victory Liner bus for round about 8 hours. It was an AC bus with a wifi connection. As we go along the way, we had bus stops where there are wash rooms and pantries.

I just found out a few places before we reached Baguio. We passed Tarlac, Pangasinan and La Union; I have something to add on to my geography class. After passing La Union, I could see moist on the window glass next to my face. It’s telling me that we are so near. I also noticed that the bus was climbing and it was starting to move slowly.  And there are quite a few kilometers before we could reach Baguio City. We passed on road cliffs, curve lanes and I could see mountains afar.

The passengers were starting to desert the bus when we reached the terminal. I already felt and smelled the different air breeze that greeted me when I had my first step on their ground. The weather was not offensive for the air was cold, it was very pleasing.

We arrived late in the afternoon in a small inn. We freshened up a bit. We strolled at SM Baguio until the very cold dark night suggested us to have a dinner. You would prefer to stay inside the mall for it is warm. I was freezing the whole time we were outside.

On the next day, we went out so early in the morning. I took a bath as fast as I could for the place that we rented were lack of facilities, the water and the weather frozened me. And under the heat of the sun, I could still wear my jacket without sweating. The place is the very opposite of Cebu. Cebu is mostly warm and the warmest during summer. So, I’ve always wanted to see what's the weather like in Baguio City.

Then we started to crash the Baguio’s tourist destinations, like The Mansion House, Cathedral Baguio, Old Diplomat Hotel, Panagbenga Park and Good Shepherd Baguio. We strolled Camp John Hay, Burnham Park, Mines View Park. Dave and Jaja had the chance to see the PMA inside because they brought their ID’s with them while Ronan, William and I were left outside because we left ours.


We wished to visit the whole place but time goes fast when you are having fun. So we took a bus late at night for Manila.


Bantayan Island

I was sitting next to Jaja on a bus on a Saturday morning. I was munching an apple for my stomach was craving for an early lunch. It might take us past 12 noon to reach Bantayan Island. We traveled to the north side because it is located in the northeast of Cebu.





We had a roro to bring us in the island. It sailed for almost an hour though the waves were calm. As we slowly approached the island, I could see white sands in the horizon. The island is indeed covered with white sands. We strolled the place after we secured our things to the small place that we rented. We took the road on our way to have our lunch and we headed to the shore on our way back to our place. We walked almost a kilometer yet the sound of the water as it splashed on the shore was very rewarding. I stepped on the soft white sand leaving my foot marks. As I look back, they were erased by the sea water when it reached them. The sky was the bluest with the white clouds painted in different forms. The sky reflected its color to the water, it blued like it never had been blued before. It seemed like there was a magnetic force pulling me towards the water to swim. And the sea breeze was warm on the last week of summer.


We rented a boat the day after. We went to a few islands nearby. We snorkeled. The island is unspoiled for the sea corals are protected.


The sun rested and so were we. I heard roaring thunders in the midst of our sleep and a bit worried because we will leave the island first thing in the morning. But thank God, the bad weather subsided and we headed to the port for another roro back to cross the sea. And another bus back to the reality.

ps. photos were grabbed from Jaja and Dave

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