Sort of .. HAHAHA Sabi ko kasi di muna ako mag oopen ng Tumblr until hinde pa kami nakakapag defense.
And Yes! Naka pag defense na kami YEHEEEEY! :) Praise God!
Pero madami pa akong kailangan tapusin at unahin:
Kaya ko to! Konting Push pa BaAnn ;)
Natatakot akong matapos ang Semester na ito. Natatakot ako kasi maiiwan ako. Masaya ako para sa mga kaklase ko (syempre naman) pero yung feeling na maiiwan ako, nakakatakot.
**Yung mga pictures sa taas e pictures namin sa Bhouse nung last thursday. Kasama namin yung ibang 4th years, nagpapatulong sa research nila.
The Guidance Office was our first meeting place (I know, I know) Back on my freshman year, Integrated School where still on a separate campus - the Batangas “Stadium” as others had coined it. The office was a hut. Yes it is! It may be a little modernized-ish but it is still a hut. It’s cuteness could gave you that “Home Sweet Home” feeling in its most ironic way.
I am late on my first class for some reason I cannot even remember. For me to be admitted to my next class, I had to make an admission/excuse letter signed and approved by the Guidance Counselor, The Director, My first and the next instructors. Not to mention that the guards lock the gates at exactly 7:15 am so I had to knock and knock and knock and shout and knock on the gates first. (Don’t laugh. Don’t judge. I’m stating an embarrassing HS moment here)
Our campus is not that huge, just enough for all of us. Imagine a high school population atleast 2-3 sections each year level and with 40+ students each class - well that’s US. I consider that as an advantage in many good ways.
She was there. I don’t know why she’s in the office (I cannot really recall if she’s our counselor or not) but the thing is, she’s in that office that I am most afraid of. She posses that kind of aura that can make you state all the wrong doings you had done since forever started. She looks strict and yes, she is really a strict Instructor.
Moving on - Later on my Senior year on HS, and by the time we were already transferred to the Main Campus 1, she became our Homeroom Adviser.
This changes everything. As our class adviser, she became our mother. A loving, sweet and caring mother. Her strict vibes where still ON but most of the time, it is on its invisible form.
She disciplined us, she laughed with us. She valued and loved us like a true mother.
As I walked through the corridors of Integrated School today, I can’t help myself but to feel sad. It will never be the same, Integrated School will never be the same.
I lost a Mom. The IV - Integrity lost her, the whole IS community lost her.
I can’t even explain how sad I am.
Don’t worry about us. We’ll make our parents proud - we will make you proud. I know that you will guide us.
I love you Mommy Dhel. I love you so much!
Rest in Peace.
Last Friday of January 2014, Lacsamana’s Residence.
HouseHold and Meeting for all the things that we had done and accomplished for the month of January. We also checked the list of activities for the whole 2014 calendar of CFC YFC Batangas.
First Photo: Tita Odette, Cedie and Belle
Second Photo: Tito Boyet and Tito Domeng
As where I sat, and as the talking and chatting suddenly stop, I just realized (or a-random-thought-knocks again) that I am truly blessed to belong to this HouseHold.
Being a Youth Leader is not easy. There are hardships and sacrifices on the way. There are things that bothers us most of the times - issues at home or even at our schools and works.
Good thing there is our HouseHold to look up. Good thing we have this family we can always lean on.
As an old saying goes, No man is an island. With the help and guidance of this HouseHold, I know that we can do great things - that together, we can lead and show our members the real happiness there are in this life. :)
I am blessed. I am thankful. I love my HouseHold.
And I’m grateful.
The Fault in Our Stars Hazel Grace and Augustus
One sick love story…
Isa sa mga favorite books ko, movie na!
Super na super na super excited na ako. Trailer pa lang, shems :)