Thursday, July 29, 2010

My Papu

I hug and kiss you everyday. When I’m happy, you’re there. When I’m sad, you’re still there. I tell you my secrets, I share you my problems, I cry before you.

You are the only one who’s willing to listen, comforts me, ready to be there when I need a companion. Though you can’t speak, I know you are conversing with me. Even if you can’t see, I know you’re watching me. I know you sympathize with me every time I talk to you. I know you understand me.

Thank you Papu for being there, my true friend. If you were only human, I would be obsessed to be with you all the time.

I love you Papu. You’ll be the only Papu in my life because you complete my day and make me happy.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Missing my little angels

I miss my sisters so much, and this afternoon’s tears proved how I long to see, play, sing, laugh, and eat with them again.

Do you know how it feels whn the rest of your family members are there while you are here, alone? Do you know how it feels when you miss the noise inside your house? Do you know how it feels when though you are in a place with fascinating view, yet, you still want to see your home for you know that it is the best and the most beautiful place you have in your entire life?

I feel it completely because at this very moment, I miss the most important people in my life, especially my sisters.

I could remember when every time I retun home, they always run towards me, hug me, kiss me, check my bag to see if I have something for them, and say “Ate!” I could remember when they ask horror stories to tell them , and how I create fictional accounts just to scare them. I could remember when they “kuhit” my back and start running to make me follow them. Thus, we ran around the house, chasing each other. I remember when they chose me to bathe them instead of mama and papa. I remember more things we usually do at home when we’re together.

If only La Libertad is 30 kilometers away, I’ll really return home, even everyday, I’ll do. If only I don’t have classes on weekends, I’ll go home weekly. If only I don’t have responsibilities here aside from my studies, I’d rather perform my task as their eldest.

But our place is very far, I am at school 7 days a week, I have to accomplish my duty in the publication, and I have to do my responsibility as student. That’s why I’m trying to be with friends every minute so I can fill this emptiness of missing them.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Cover of evidence

Watching my picture wearing a toga makes me feel proud, but March is still very far. We haven’t even reached the first half of the semester yet. There is no assurance to graduate because the subjects are getting tough, requirements are multiplying, and tasks are getting serious.

I can feel that I’m a certified “graduating” student every time I see that photo, but it was only temporary, a short term happiness and satisfaction. I hope to pass all the subjects so my agony as a student will finally be ended.

I want to work, I want to earn money. Student life and being an employee are both tiring, but at least, you are earning when you are working.

Nevertheless, I’m glad and thankful that I’m now in the 4th and last year. I hope to surpass every trial all the way to March 2011 to march with mama and papa wearing my toga.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

You're the best father

There would be no greater man than you, papa. Thank you for making us smile all the time. Thank you for loving mama and us, your daughters. Thank you for taking care of us six.

You’re an exceptional father. God is so good that he gave you to me. Your attitude I can never find in anyone, which most I have followed and adopted. Your humility and kindness are two of the traits I admire of you most. You know how to deal with people; you possess a very good PR. You’re patient and understanding. We often talk so I know your sentiments and stories in life since you were young. You’re a leader not only inside the house, but in the community.

Though you were not able to achieve your ambition of becoming a lawyer because of financial incapacity of your parents, but in our eyes, you’re more than a lawyer, but a judge.

You do not choose people to help, as long as they’re in need, there I saw your extending arms. You always remind us to maintain favorable relation with people. You tell us to keep on praying. You teach us the morals we should strive to possess, the little and big things in the world. You train us the chores to do inside the house, the manners to show inside the school, church, in another’s residence, in front of people, in a new place.

So many things you’ve taught us which forever will be kept in our “innocent to liable” minds. You are the only man in our lives, the best father of all. We are proud of you, papa.

From our sincere hearts, we want to tell you, “We love you and we thank you Papa Eufemio “Pepe” Cinco Acabo.”

Friday, June 18, 2010

Dora's birthday post

I’m now 19, still a teen. But I think, nothing will be changed—with my attitude, the way I dress, my actions, my style, my choices of food, etcetera.

Birthday is just a date, they say, or 20% of my head would say. But I want to make this special, especially that this is my last birthday in college. There are many people who are close to my heart, many friends who are precious and moments I shared with them which are truly memorable. There are my course mates, especially my batch in Mass Communication and some of my close in the lower years, my colleagues in the publication, my friends from different courses, my co-members in the affiliations I have joined in, my board mates in the six houses I have stayed in and the present one, many, many, and more people who mean a lot to me. I love these people so much. Until my last birthday, they will be treasured in this heart and mind.

Today may be ordinary for others, but this day is very special for me. Thank you to everybody who greeted through text, FB, personal and even through the radio. Thank you to those who gave me gifts. Thank you being part of my 19-year existence on earth. Thank you for accepting me as one of your friends.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

His goal and the other's disappointment

Ohh, papa is so ambitious. Before, he used to say he wanted to visit Baguio; now, because of the reopening of the Yankee Stadium, he wants to see what’s with New York. Haha, I just laughed when he told me about this aim. It sounds very impossible but if God will allow this to happen, then I would be very happy for him.

On the other hand, I pity my cousin; he’s almost there but because of the other test, he did not qualify for the training. Last week, he passed the Neurological examination, but when he took the Army Reception Eye examination, he failed.

He will be coming back home after the 3-month stay at Cebu; the stay which he expects to bring him close to his dreams, but turned into dust. The next move depends on him and his decision, but we never lose hope. We’ll be supporting him all the way. Maybe being into military is not his destiny. His frustration will end soon.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Friends forever

You never knew when your time on earth ends, much more with the lives of others.

It’s very painful when a friend, a person important to you departs. No I must not say that; she doesn’t want to leave yet, only that she is now fetched by the father.

She’s still young, very young. It’s not timely for her to be deprived of the love, happiness and harmony of the world. If only I were to decide, I will allow her to see more of the beauty on earth and essence of living. But I do not hold the key. Just like her, I am also only waiting for His final say.

If you’re reading this, this is one thing I can assure you—I will never ever forget that once, a girl named “Rhea” came into my life and became part of my meaningful existence.

Do you still remember the mornings when I fetched you from your home, especially the instances when I was the one waking you up because you won’t answer to your mother’s call? Do you still recall when we chose to walk rather than ride every morning? The passing to shortcut routes just to reach school on time? The bridge, that Hinoba-an bridge is a witness to our laughers, talks, and secrets.

You know that you were the only person I showed my patience to. Though it would take 30-45 minutes to wait for you to be ready for school, there, I stayed either in your “kamalig” or inside your house, sitting and waiting. You were the only person who used to accompany me in going to school especially when I was in Grade 6 and you were in Grade 5, but we’re of the same age.

You know how much I value our friendship. Like your family, even I cannot accept your goodbye. I am very much affected with your death because you are my friend.

Those morning moments we shared will always be kept here. Remember that a certain “Pebyang” will always be here for you, you may be intangible for her.

Rhe, Pebyang promises to forever treasure your friendship with her. I believe that God has better plans why He gets your life back as early as today. May you rest in peace Rhe.