aDoRaBlE a$ yOu arE...

I have always admired how my dad sets himself as a good example to us, his children. He never fails to push us to be someone whom he knows would be an effective leader someday. My dad has always been a sort of brother to us for he always sees to it that we enjoy much leisure time together, just like what friends and most siblings do. But, never did he forget his limitations and so did we. He said that he wanted us to learn on how to adjust with people whom we are to be with and learn on how to never make our heads to big for our hats through his simple way of teaching.

Eversince I had a mind of my own, I had always always seen much determination and hardwork within my dad. I could still perfectly remember the time when I first asked my dad on why was he so focussed in his work and why wass he so business minded. I remember him answer everything definitely and said: "That is because this is who I want you three to be." From that, I have been convinced that my dad is really doing everything that he could for the betterment of our future. But despite all those busy days for work, he always sees to it that he has enough time to pray and attend mass together with the whole family every Sundays.

Most children fail to admire the hardworks and strictness of their dads at times, but as for me, I have every reason in the world not to do so. I know that in time, I would look back and thank my dad for being that someone in my life for he is one of the reasons for my being. I love him for who he is and I idolize him for always being a true person and no matter what happens, I know that he will always be the BEST DAD IN THE WORLD!...

...Thanks dad!

iNsPirAtiONaL qUoTe 4 ThE dAy...

"Wealth won't bring success in one's life if that wealth was a product of something one doesn't enjoy...Success is all about fulfilling your real dreams and knowing within you that what brought you to wherever you are right now is what you have been dreaming of doing for, eversince..."

...inspired by Jam Vhille Sebastian

"Thank you so much for letting me realize all these Kuya Jam!!!"

wHen God'S LigHt dEsCEndeD uPoN mE...

I never thought that such a day would come to my life. I never realized that what I have been seeing in television alone, would come to reality through me. It was such a day wherein I thought that I was to consider it normal, just like my daily morning Monday routines. Sadly, it was not.

The sky was bright and the sun had risen, striking its rays on us all, making every edge of the court as hot as it could be. There I was, with all my other friends and classmates, performing the duties being done by all other solemn Filipinos. After such enlightening prayer, the flag was raised. Sweaty enough, I couldn't resist but wipe those perspiration of mine dripping from time to time. At last, we were already close to the end with only an exercise and a CALABARZON routine left. Still, the sun continued to shine on us all as bright as it could shedding much light, now, with greater intense of heat. Being blinded by the light, I tried to close my eyes for a while and bowed down my head. Uncomfortable as I was, slowly, I started to feel an intense stomach ache which was not a thing that I was worrying about a few minutes ago. I tried to ignore it but the intensity seemed to dragged me down on bended knees. I crouched to ease the pain but it just kept on getting worse each time. I'm just thankful that I made it until the end of the ceremony.

I walked slowly towards our room. I told myself that the first thing that I am to do is sit and let the pain wash out. I was halfway there but I already felt like I could not make it. But then, I told myself that I must and I did. Upon reaching the door, I had this sort of "black out". I could not see anything, then I realized, the sun might have caused migraine in me. Weak as I was, I tried to hold on to the chairs to reach my own, but before I could make it, I felt like a great voltage of electricity ran through my body, from my stomach passing through my heart into my head. From there, it sort of went back and forth from my left to my right part of the brain. I could not ease the pain and the next thing I knew, I had already dropped myself out of control, leaving my body lying on the floor. I was half conscious the whole time, and that was the hard part. All the time, I felt pain within me, I wanted to make it stop but I can't. I wanted to shout, but I don't have energy to do so. All I know was, during that time, I wanted to here someone say "cut" or pinch me and say "wake up", but no one did, for everything was a reality.

The next thing I knew, I was already in the hospital. Upon opening my eyes, I saw a nurse in front of me. He asked me if I was to use a stretcher. I told him I could walk, but in the end, I was down on a wheelchair. They rest me on a stretcher. I heard several different voices talking to me at different intervals of time, but with only same questions to ask. I don't know if I had answered them right. Few hours after, I was already fully conscious. The nurses gave me a medicine to ease the pain, it was quite effective. The doctor had me checked up. Thank God everything seemed normal. They had my blood checked, same thing.

I was released out of the hospital at about lunch time. We headed home to take more rest. Upon doing so, I thank God that everything turned out to be fine. But one thing is for sure, I really had a disastrous and traumatizing first day of the week that I surely won't forget.

tHe PuRpOsE oF mY eXisTenCe...

Happiness is what I had brought forth my family when I came into being, and so did everybody. Stress is what I have been giving them from time to time as I grew up, and so did everybody, I guess. Disappointment is partly what I see in them as to who and what I have grown to be; definitely, not everybody. Other than these, what other else could have been my reason for being?

In one word, I could tell of..."Service". I have always believed that God made me into life for a certain purpose.I am here because I have a mission given by God; to help and serve my brothers and sisters who are in need. I am here to represent the glory of the Lord. I am here because I am His instrument. Ever since I had developed a mind of my own, I already had a thinking that, maybe, the reason why I have more blessings from God is because I have a mission to share most of it to everyone. It seems like He wants me to make them gross in a way where many are benefitting; and that is through sharing.

Because of this, I have thought of helping people from different orphanages each year; and I believe that this is a good start. During my birthdays, I go to different orphanages where I visit, feed and give some necessities to my brothers and sisters. Moreover, I give them this feeling of love so as to make them feel that they are not abandoned. The same way, they give me this feeling of great happiness and much fulfillment in my heart, knowing that with my simple way of sharing, I am able to make a hundred people smile.

Another purpose of my existence, I believe, is because I have a message to impart. That is: helping is not limited to other people alone, definitely not by artists and those rich people alone. Everyone could give a hand to anyone. Helping need not actually be feeding a thousand people or giving a home to those who has none. It can be done in even simpler ways like assisting aged people in crossing the street, throwing proper wastes in the proper can and even saving a centavo each day for donation in the mere future. There are actually a million ways to help, and actually, another million of those are still for all of us to discover where nothing of which is impossible. The great push must come from within us in order to fulfill this mission sent to us by the Lord. But one must always remember, that in helping, it is not the feeling of being obliged that must arouse. It must be the willingness and the passion coming from the inner you telling you to do better and make sense of your life.