Moving On...

It has been a week since the last time I have updated this blog. I am a year older once again, mourned for another lost of a family member and stormed by another row of stressful and über-nerve wrecking school activities. Oh, and have I mentioned C.A.T.?! HATE IT!(take note of the caps)

So what's with the title? I'm pretty sure the phrase "moving on" rings the bell. Ok, let me drag this entry to what I should take account of to make this oh-I'm-so-sleepy blogpost relevant to its title. As I was saying, We've lost another family member, and this time it was my lolo. What pains me the most is seeing my lola very sad, for she is very accustomed to the presence of her husband; he was the one who takes care of her even though he's having a hard time, too. Because of this very tragic event, we have to make certain decisions not only for the sake of my lola, but for the sake of the whole family as well. Father was the only one who made it to Davao since we do have our classes and mom had important business with her work. He went there, met some old friends, colleagues and family members whom he lost contact with after residing at Manila for merely three decades. Together with his friends, they decided to plan and work for certain matters, and somebody has to work on the arrangements my lolo had been working on during his last days, and they needed somebody who can accompany my lola since she's old and she's sick, and loneliness might aggravate her illness. Because of these reasons, father was obliged to move to Davao, but he can not do things all by himself, so the family decided that the boys (pops, kuya and Francis) will move to Davao and mother, me and ate will remain. Since my ate resides at Las Pinas, and it's just me and mom left, we decided to leave the house we rented for three years and just move to Las Pinas (mom doesn't want us to rent a house with just the two of us( she says it's very odd-but I don't think that's the real reason behind it). For now, we are "geographically separated" but still we are very united and we soooo love each other specially in times like this. But I know this decision will lead us to good, for we are very confident that God is on our side. The important thing is this: To be able at any moment to sacrifice what we are for what we could become. Sometimes, we have to take risks for us to grow and for us to see the beauty behind the ugly.

So much for drama, see yah all soon!

By the way, we might follow them next year and settle there for good. Mindanao blogger na rin kaya ako in the near future? We'll see.

Not a girl, not yet a woman

It's my birthday today and I'm a year older again! haha. I turned seventeen and it's just a year left before being called as "grown up". How cool is that, eh? I hate getting old! So what are the challenges and things at stake of becoming a seventeen-year-old girl? or woman? nah, whatever.
First, college. I'll be heading to college next academic year!
Second, the more mature and more lady-like me. But they cannot kill the kid in me. haha.
Third, independence. But that doesn't mean being rebellious or anything.
Fourth, responsibilities. Getting old means getting more responsibilities, and in my case, it is my responsibility to look after my lola now that she's alone.
and lastly, this traveler-wannabe will be on a row of more great and fun adventures! Let's see if I can act like a real adult.

Anyway, so how did my birthday went? Me and my cousins, IC, Mara, and Camille went out and we ate, ate, and ate. Oh and we played, too. It was fun and cool because it is the first time we went out with just the four of us without any titas and mothers around. We tried on clothes, roamed in and out of shops, and laughed our hearts out. I will never forget this day.

I want to thank thess people who greeted me :

Angie, Shelah, Chery, Tin, Hanna, Phyllis, Jillian, Nica, Mariel, Kuya Drian, Kuya Daryl, Ate Anna, Ate Trins, Tita Mar, Tita Imay, Tito Rey, Ate Honey, Redlan, Joey!, Camz, TEONs!, Staffers, Allen, Roy, Ms. Galang, Chary, Ms. Remigia Dipasupil (yeah boy!), Sir Barcelon, Clarence, Alex, Jordan

a card from ate, Camille and Joey

A greeting from Kuya Daryl through friendster.

and a whole lot more. Thanks everyone, and may we all have a wonderful year. I want to thank God for giving me such a wonderful year, and for giving me another year to live and to look forward to. I also want to thank Him for giving me wonderful friends who were always there, family who keeps me sane and for giving me a wonderful lolo who served as and will always be my inspiration. So sad he had to go. I miss him.

Cheers!

Finally

After being out for some days, I'm finally back! So what made me soooo burnt out this week? First stop, I was sick for a few days, then I lost my lolo, and it was sad. And now that it is just two days from now 'til my birthday, I am missing him more. He never forgot our birthdays and never forgot sending us presents. Secondly, I was soooo busy with school stuffs, edit videos, prepare projects and the likes. I hate seniority's most-crucial-year-in-high-school, one mistake leads to another.

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I got my report card, and as usual, I got Filipino as my lowest grade. It is not a surprise to me anymore, but I'm looking forward to much better grades next quarter.

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Congratulations to kuya Ayel for winning the Misteryosa award for pinoyblogosphere.com's Wika2007 contest "maraming Wika, Maraming Bansa" blog writing contest. His entry truly deserves the recognition and the prize. :)

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At a difficult time, our heartfelt thanks for your condolences. Thanks to kuya Daryl and the Doll House Kin, and everyone in Raymond and The Light staffers. Thanks a million, guys. Let us continue to pray for the eternal repose of the soul of my grandpa, Mardonio Ferrer.

Thanks for the Memories

Never Alone

I feel you in the morning
When at first I awake
Your thought is with me
With each decision I make

You'd been around forever
Since the first breath I took
Now I have to go on alone
But for love, I need not look

Cause by what you bestowed
In our short time together
Will last in my heart
Forever and ever

Although you've left
And now walk above
I'm never alone
I'm wrapped in your love

Enjoy now your long waited reward
Feel peace that your love continues on
What was taught to me, will be taught to mine
Cause you live on in me even after you've gone

I was ecstatic to start this day for I thought it would mean rest-physically, mentally and emotionally. I didn't have enough sleep the day before yesterday for I've been busy lately on some school stuffs. Early this morning, while I was wondering what would happen at school, a phone call shocked us all- it was from my tito from Davao. I knew that call meant bad news, for my lolo was rushed to the hospital again, and was under observation in the ICU. I was hoping for a word not worse as death, but the expression I saw on my father's face, I knew that was it. I went to school with the question if my speculation was right, and just made myself believe that it was not the one I was expecting my father to tell. I acted as if nothing happened until I was homed from school. My younger brother broke the word to me, and asked if I knew anything about it. I said I knew all about it, though I was really hoping it was not true; I was denying the truth, and I am really worried for my father for he love my lolo so much. I knew the news would aggravate the worries and fears, especially my lola, who is in a delicate condition because of diabetes,and for she does not have any idea about what had happened. I am worried how will my grandma take it, and how will the family break the word to her.

My lolo is a great man. He had served the country as a military officer before his retirement. He helped in the peace and order of Mindanao, and asked the government shelter for those military retirees, granting many dreams. Though our family seldom see him personally-for we reside in Manila, and them, in Davao- he had never forgotten our birthdays and he thoughtfully sent us presents. When I was a child, I often send him letters, and knew he was proud of me when I first went to Davao. He kept the letters and gifts I sent him for Christmas, which happened to be his birthday, too. My father often tells us stories about how he had raised them, and how he had sent them to good schools despite of being an average family, and the likes. It was pity we were not able to spend more time together. I feel guilty again, for I have not told him verbally how much I love and respect him, for he is my idol. I am thankful God gave me a loving and kind lolo.

Thanks for those who showed great concern and expressed their sympathy.
Please pray for the eternal repose of the soul of my lolo.