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As requested by Jun. :) Which makes sense. :p
My eighteenth year marked changes into my life, both external and internal. First off, I finally got the awaited laptop, Ginger, when I turned 18. There was a compromise for it though, because my dad had to go to Saipan to work. I started staying in a dorm because I couldn’t commute with my laptop, so started my “independent years.” I also fought with a friend, revealed something really embarrassing, went back to YFC, flew to two countries in a year and failed two subjects in school (although the second failure happened after I turned 19, but it was coming before my 19th birthday).
My eighteenth year helped me to own up and be responsible for my actions. Admittedly, I did a lot of stupid things when it started (and no, I don’t think I want to share it anymore :P You may ask if you want to know), and I had to learn from it because it’s the only thing I can do with it. I also got closure that year, after what, almost two long years of, er, heartache. Harhar. :P But it was one of the biggest learning experience I’ve ever had. :)
My eighteenth year was the year I learned how to be independent — sort of. Dorming taught me how to budget my allowance, manage my newfound free time during the week, learn when to sleep and learn how to get along with people 5 times a week who are not my family. I almost failed a subject because of my negligence, but recovered by posting reminders to myself that I should do. It worked, I passed. :P
This was the year I flew to two countries: first in Thailand, before my dad went to Saipan for work, and then to Saipan/Guam for Christmas. It was my first time to ride a plane, and my first time to go out of the country. The Thailand trip was fun, but I didn’t really enjoy that much because of my being such a priss and my moodswings (but I really want to go back there — shopping man! Shopping in Thailand is a must!). My Saipan trip was fun and the longest one I’ve been out of the country. It was nice spending Christmas with my family in another place, but I realized here that there’s no place like home. Christmas and New Year in any other place than the Philippines is no fun at all. I like the noise of the holidays here. ;) Through these trips I discovered how much I like traveling and how much I want to see the world. I want to go around the world and see all the wonderful sights that God created. :D
My eighteenth year was the year I found my way back to my community and ultimately, to God. I lied low for a while because I was preoccupied with school and my personal life that I wanted to “find myself” for a while. I guess I was burnt out — I went from member to leader for a short period of time that I never really felt how good it was to be a member and I never really knew God personally. I knew Him through YFC, but not with my heart. If it wasn’t for my good friend and sister Engel, who kept on bugging me that year until I finally gave in and talked to her, for Bea and Myka who kept on bugging me to go to the tambayan, for the others who welcomed me back in YFC, I wouldn’t be where I am right now. :) And like I mentioned, I got to know God again for the first time ever. I learned how to pray — to really pray — and to pray for others. In all my years in YFC, I think this is the only time I started growing spiritually.
This was also the year I formed new friendships and lost friendships. I formed good friendships with my blockmates, roommates and people in neighboring dorms, and again, people in YFC. I lost a friend because of a petty reason, and this is where I learned how to really forgive from the heart, how to be a better friend and who my true friends are.
Finally, this was the year I started to really pray about my heart, my so-called love life. This was the year I seriously struggled, but continued to surrender it up to God. It was hard, but I knew what I was doing is right and true. Learning experience and the start of something better and more wonderful than I could ever dream of. :)
Girls celebrate their 18th year with a bang, because it’s her “entrance to the world.” Or something like that. I agree. My eighteenth year certainly left me blown away, all ready to live life and to see what else God had in store for me for the next years of my life. :)
6 days to go!
Again, thanks to Rico for the idea. :)
Fifteen years into this Earth caught me in my last year of high school. Junior year ended okay, but I was ready to leave school for a summer filled with lots of YFC activities. Unlike my other friends who went for summer review classes for college entrance exams at AHEAD, I went off to different YFC activities all summer. I went to Cebu for the 8th YFC International Leader’s Conference, to Bataan for the KFC International Kids Village, led different youth camps, and had everyday bonding sessions with my YFC friends at this house. This was undoubtedly the busiest summer I’ve ever had, and most summer days weren’t spent at home. I would wake up at 10, go out at 2 and go back at around 10 to 11 at home. I did this every single day until the summer ended.
Then came senior year in high school, which is the best year I’ve ever had in high school. I was all set to make the most out of it since it’s my last year in high school. I could say that my section, St. Paul, is the best section among all, but of course that’s subjective. :p Our senior class was bonded mostly because we lost two of our classmates early in the year. They were caught with liquor during our field trip, and they were expelled. :( We promised our adviser that the remaining 33 in our class would all graduate together, and after that we were all doing our best to help each other up. :) And come graduation day, all 33 of us marched onstage proudly, remembering two of our classmates who didn’t make it with us.
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Again, much thanks to Rico for this idea. =)
I started my tenth year by treating everyone in 4-Badjao (my 4th grade section) with ice cream as my birthday treat. I think it was one chocolate cup each, because it’s cheap — Php10 each cup — and everyone loves them. From being a young overachiever from Prep (I graduated valedictorian in pre-school, which was no big deal for me because I didn’t know it was a big thing) to Grade 3 (I was Top 6 in the batch, I think?), I was suddenly plunged into the bottom of the overall Top 10…as in I was in Top 10. I don’t know the exact reason why that happened. It may be because of the competition in the batch (suddenly a lot of new and smarter students came in), or the fact that I was so dead gone about my first crush ever (click here for a short story about him — he’s Guy # 3).
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In connection to my upcoming 21st birthday, I’m going to do a Rico Mossesgeld (haha, hi Rico!) and answer the same questions he answered in his blog. Except of course the twenty-five thing since I’m far from that age. ;)
So now…What happened when I was five?
I just finished kindergarten, and now moved on to Prep. I was a talkative kid, as always, and I found out that I was actually quite, well, smart. I skipped nursery, yes, but I remember being down because I didn’t get any award during recognition days during Kinder. But why was I there, anyway? I don’t know why.
Anyway, during Prep, I made some good friends in school — Patrese, Jessica and Michelle. I considered Patrese as my best friend but we had this weird friendship: we’d keep on having little “fights” and we won’t talk to each other, but then we’d become friends again. There was a time when we’d bring toys to school and she’d have the “better” ones, but I usually don’t mind. There were also times when we’d send “hate mail” to each other. How? By coloring really ugly colors (black, brown, gray, and other colors that are not our favorite or do not match) and give them to each other. :P
Prep was the year I discovered that I was smart, as I mentioned earlier. Modesty aside, I found myself following the lessons easily, sometimes even getting ahead of the teacher, especially in Language subject. I was afraid of making mistakes though, or admitting to them. Like one time, we were doing this art project with egg shells. We were supposed to make an egg shell mosaic with our name, and our teacher lent us different colors of oil pastel (Craypas). She told us not to break the Craypas since we would return it, but as luck would have it, I broke mine in two. I never returned it, even if our teacher kept on calling for it. I think my teacher knew it was with me, but never asked. ^^; Was that stealing? I didn’t mean to, I promise. I was just ashamed to return a broken pastel (even if others broke theirs).
I remember performing for this Christmas dance in Prep, as well as this flower dance during the school’s Foundation Day. I was a good student (still am, I think), and I do think my teacher liked me then. :D
Oh, I was also a sickly kid — always getting fevers, asthma attacks and whatnot. It’s a miracle I managed to stay on top of the class. Remembering this made me see how God has been faithful to me ever since I was a kid. :) Praise God for that.
Tomorrow, we talk about being ten. ;) I’ll try to post some pictures of me when I was five and ten and so on, but let’s see. :) 11 days to go!
It’s Monday, and I’ve got some questions for y’all. :)
- Have you visited Godchicks yet? If you haven’t, I suggest you do! :) Come on now, even if you’re a hunk, you can still pay a visit. :) Everyone’s welcome! On another note, I find it funny that everytime a new post appears there, the current visitors online suddenly SHOOTS UP. I wish they’d introduce themselves and comment.
- Have you paid a visit to the nosy neighbor? The Chismosang Kapitbahay would love to have you for dinner or something. :) Haha, if you like watching Pinoy Big Brother Season 2 (okay, even if you don’t), this blog is for you! :) Maki-chismis na!
- Did you know that there are different creative ways to tell a person that a page does not exist in your site? Instead of just putting a big 404 graphic on your page, why not try being creative like them? 400 different ideas here, ahoy! Personal favorites: Blair Witch, Missing Things, Dickens, and The Want Ad.
- Did you know that there’s also a Big Brother-like contest for cats? Ten cats are competing to find their perfect owner, and for this specific contest, they even have a house scaled down for the cats! Now how would they be able to judge them properly?
- Do you know who the Father of Philippine Blogging is? No, not Abe. Father as in priest. Fr. Stephen Cuyos, MSC is a priest with a microphone, Wordpress and a camera who has special affinity with anything Open Source. He’s not only a blogger but a podcaster too!
- Did you know that there’s nothing more heartbreaking than seeing a grown man weep? Not the baby-like or childish cry, but actual weeping. :( Seriously. I’d hate to see that again. :,(
- Do you want to have a copy of your Bible in your Portable Sony Playstation (PSP)? Well, download it here! It’s free, and you may use your PSP to browse through the Bible. [Mental Note, download this for my brother]
- Have you ever seen the sky smile down at you? Not an ordinary rainbow smile, but a real rainbow smile. Check it out. :)
- Again, have you visited Godchicks and Chismosang Kapitbahay?
Happy Monday, everyone! Have a good week!
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