DiBoTo!

It was baclaran day and me and a friend decided to visit the church since we're logging out early from work. so we did met up in front of the office building and ate breakfast then rode an air con bus on the way to the Church. heavy traffic was observed as we approach the area and as i noticed this was caused by the jamming of private vehicles trying to park in front of the Church, so we decided to get off the bus and started walking our way to the church. as we pass by the people I noticed the long side walks filled by sampaguita and religious item vendors,people sitting by the benches along the the church garden and other people having their own business. As we enter the Church gates I saw people knocking at the Sto. Niño and praying believing that the idol would grant their wishes, then I heard the priest's sermon about the living Christ, it started to bother me, why do people crowd in front of a religious idol instead of directly prying to God for their wishes?then I saw more people in front of the crucified Christ statue kissing its feet asking for Gods healing power, again I asked why not directly pray to God and ask healing? Being born as a protestant gives me a different idea of what faith really means. people are now depending on their idols and asking them wishes instead of guidance, healing instead of knowledge for better self care, not exerting effort by their own means but instead they believe that the idols will provide it. being poor is a choice,being blind is a challenge. Yes! God has a purpose but it you who makes your own destiny just let Him be your guide.

"You shall not make for yourself an image, whether in the form of anything that is in heaven above, or that is on the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth."

Sabi NI BOB Ong

"managarap ka at abutin mo ito. Wag mong sisihin ang sira mong pamilya,ang palpak mong syota, pilay mong tuta o mga lumilipad na ipis. kung may pag kukulang sayo ang maglang mo,pede kang manisi at magrebelde,tumigil sa pag aaral, mag drugz ka,magpakulay ng buhok sa kilikili. Sa bandang huli ikaw din ang biktima! Rebeldeng walang napatunayan at bait sa sarili"


enjoy life! learn how to play the game..

Love is not a contest (this is for him!)

do you believe in the saying "collect and collect then select"?? do you think its fair?? you may look very cool and gorgeous if your one of the people who believes and applies this!but did you ever considered your so called "collections" feelings?have you ever considered their emotions??you may think that they are only contestants in a big pageant aiming to win the crown of your heart! this may be your thinking of your best picks and place them in your own magic circle of 5!then select the top 3 then have your best of the best as your show off partner! love is not a competition, its not made to play with emotions. be sensitive!



love is made with equality and sincerity so that 2 individuals can bind as one! share dreams with fairness, have expressions with truthfulness


so for those who came to believe in this saying....think again!

My persuit of happiness

Things MONEY cant buy!

-getting in to class late and realize that the prof isnt there yet.

-lying on the grass and staring on the sky

-a perfectly delivered punch line

-a heartfelt laughter

-dancing in the rain

-waking up early in the morning and finding out that school is canceled

-passing a test where your sure that your going to fail

-watching the sunrise and sunset

-singing in the shower

-meeting someone you like



Hapiness isnt about money. Its every little thing around you!
Its God given..

my song!

life

It was a Tuesday afternoon when I start walking along the streets of manila started my walk padre faura st going to city hall. I bought a stick of cigarette from "manang" the residents vendor outside PGH and noticed 2 kids at her back, one was eating a burger and has a bottle of coke,the other one has a plastic of solvent and rugby, and a cigarette. As I gazed upon them I realized that nothing in this world is really fair so i continued walking until I passed the LRT station where I usually drop some coins in an old beggars rusty can, (somehow I got attached to that old man for some reason I cant pass through him without giving him something either food or a couple of coins) I got my coins ready as i try to pass through him but then such a surprize when I noticed he was not there anymore, so I asked the newspaper vendor at the side and he said that in place of the old beggar was a white candle lit every evening, yes, manong is dead maybe from hunger or due to cold weather, I suddenly feel down and emotional that moment then eventually I heard a voice from beyond said "buti pa si manong namamahinga na! ako kaya kelan kaya ako makakapag pahinga ng d na ako mag hirap sa buhay na to?" which left me a thought that its better for mannong to die than stay alive begging for his every single day. I continued my stroll going forth to U.N. ave. where I am to visit my niece who is having an operation. As I arrived I saw everyone getting prepared to have her transfered to the operating room, I can feel the tension in the air feeling of hope and fear mixing with doubt. the first thing that came in my mind is "will she make it?", then my sister held my hands and said "yes she will shes a born fighter" she uttered, and shes right! born as a blue baby she managed to live for 6 yrs now. shes having asthma and heart attacts for the past few months and the doctor sudgested for her to have a heart operation to have her life extended that is when I realized that my niece has 2 options, to live but suffer the worlds inequality, or let die and rest upon Fathers loving arms,. but then i realized im not in the position to decide.

Life is a gift that everyone is entitled to have, but life is also a curse that everyone should face in every single day.

memories of acs

memories that will never be deleted


redskins,epod,gaga gurls rock!

bitter

As i woke up this morning I Begin to reminisce all the things that happen during the past month and I realized that there was so much that happened that i was not really aware of.

The month came in smoothly, regular routine still sets in: wake up, eat, bathe, dress up, go to work, go home, eat, then sleep. Everything was like the ussual not until my cousin let me know of a thing that really shock out the living daylights out of me.


and eversince that day i was not able to live my life normally..


everything seems to be floating in the air!


I wish I never knew him..
wish he never came..
but the worst thing is..
i wish I never loved him..