New year; new beginning. Sounds cliché, yep? But, no doubt, this is the time where almost everyone is motivated and very eager to change and/or try something new. For the past years, I’ve been one of them; perhaps ‘til now. I don’t really know why I got used to the thought that whenever I want to change a thing about myself (by that, I mean, change for the better), I’m always waiting for a new year to finally take an act. Isn’t that a waste of time?
If you’ll ask me if I’ve learned something from the past year, I would definitely answer I’ve learned a lot, but there’s one thing that stood out among them; that is not to wait for another day, week, or year to make a change and/or try something new. The act should always start NOW. Whenever we think of changing something or trying something that’s out of the line, we should take action right from the moment that that thought popped up. Why wait for another day, week, or year to come if we have all the chances to do it right now? “Later could turn to never,” they say, so definitely, waiting for that so-called moment before doing something might just be a waste of a better person that we could become.
And this is the thing that I should tell myself over and over again until that habit of “waiting before doing” will be gone.
On the other note, I’ve been trying to remember what have happened the past year, but it feels like it has been quite a blur. It’s as if it has gone by quite too quickly. Did it or it’s just my life that has been a little uneventful? Nevertheless, 2015 has, unequivocally, been a good year. There were certainly rough and smooth moments, and though that year might have been quite a humdrum (for me), one thing is for sure, the past year has helped me to grow up a little bit more.
365 of 365. I’m now closing this book and now ready to open a new one. Let’s hug 2016 with a hello and cheers to another great year ahead!
2016 is gonna be my year! (Let’s claim it.)
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When I arrived in school, some of my co-SR Officers were already there and I kind of felt awkward because they were teasing me of my outfit (Hmmm. It was actually my first time to wear high-waisted jeans and a low-back blouse – totally out of my comfort zone). I helped on arranging the chair (“somehow” because the chairs were already almost arranged when I arrived).
A few minutes later, the students gradually arrived and also some of the professors and the guest speaker. The first part of the program was the devotional. I wasn’t actually listening (huhu. Sorry.) because I was preparing for a closing prayer (lame excuse, I know but minsan lang naman di nakikinig eh, haha), so obviously, I led the closing prayer.
After the devotional, there were some parlor games and I joined just quite a bit (#introvertproblems ) then, we (the CBA students) have prepared a little surprise to our professors as an expression of gratitude. We requested them to sit in in the center for a game (which was just a ditch play). Then, each of them were asked to pick a student and those who were picked were the ones who covered the eyes of our beloved madams with their bear hands (wala kasing blindfold) and then their gifts were placed in front of them.
Sorry, but I was already so hungry then which put me out in the mood to do so, but of course, I wasn’t just the one who separated from the group. I was with my girls (so hindi lang ako ang nag-iisang KJ).
After lunch, we practiced for our Christmas Carol (first and last practice) and I cannot memorize the lyrics, haha. Then, we went back to CBA-3 and had some games outside. It was actually full of fun, but I wasn’t really in the mood to join. I don’t know, but I’m really not so into joining games.
When everyone felt enough, we went back inside and then there was the awarding. Our group (3rd year) got the Most Active award. The head-turners also came from our group; Patrick in the male category who also got the most active student award and Marilyn in the female who is undefeated for 3 consecutive Christmas Party. We were second in the Christmas Carol, yes and forgot the other awards (if there’s still any).
And the most awaited part came; the exchanging of gifts, which was basically the finale. We were first asked to describe our monita/monito before we hand them the gift. My monita was Sarah, coming from the first year. I bought her a bag. My SP was… OMG! I don’t know here name (feels sorry and sad), but she’s from the first year, too. She gave me a hardbound blue notebook and I really liked it! (Proud notebook-lover here!)
After our Christmas Party in school, me and my girls decided to hangout a a little. We went to the beach (there’s no place more relaxing than the beach, y’know) and had a little walk along the shore.
We then agreed to settle at Marc’s (a resto beside the beach) and ordered something to eat. We ordered lomi and I paired it with shake (ironic, ain’t it?).
A few minutes after it got dark, we decided to go home. We had a small walk from Marc’s to People’s Park and then we rode a tricycle to go to our respective destinations. I rode another tricycle to finally get home (obviously, our house is quite far from the beach).
‘Twas an awesome day! Thank you, God!
A few minutes later, the students gradually arrived and also some of the professors and the guest speaker. The first part of the program was the devotional. I wasn’t actually listening (huhu. Sorry.) because I was preparing for a closing prayer (lame excuse, I know but minsan lang naman di nakikinig eh, haha), so obviously, I led the closing prayer.
After the devotional, there were some parlor games and I joined just quite a bit (#introvertproblems ) then, we (the CBA students) have prepared a little surprise to our professors as an expression of gratitude. We requested them to sit in in the center for a game (which was just a ditch play). Then, each of them were asked to pick a student and those who were picked were the ones who covered the eyes of our beloved madams with their bear hands (wala kasing blindfold) and then their gifts were placed in front of them.
We were jokingly shouting that there were creepy creatures being put beneath their chairs, so look what ma’am Abi (second from right) did, haha!
It’s so touching seeing our professors looked very happy, especially seeing ma’am Broces’ tears of joy (awww).
After that mini program with the whole department, we proceeded to our respective rooms to continue the celebration. As a family that we are, we continued the celebration with the whole BSA. We first took our lunch and the group was temporarily split into two because a room can’t accommodate us. So we (third year and second year), transferred to CBA-4. Our classmates had a little bit of a boodle fight which I didn’t joined (KJ alert again).
After lunch, we practiced for our Christmas Carol (first and last practice) and I cannot memorize the lyrics, haha. Then, we went back to CBA-3 and had some games outside. It was actually full of fun, but I wasn’t really in the mood to join. I don’t know, but I’m really not so into joining games.
When everyone felt enough, we went back inside and then there was the awarding. Our group (3rd year) got the Most Active award. The head-turners also came from our group; Patrick in the male category who also got the most active student award and Marilyn in the female who is undefeated for 3 consecutive Christmas Party. We were second in the Christmas Carol, yes and forgot the other awards (if there’s still any).
And the most awaited part came; the exchanging of gifts, which was basically the finale. We were first asked to describe our monita/monito before we hand them the gift. My monita was Sarah, coming from the first year. I bought her a bag. My SP was… OMG! I don’t know here name (feels sorry and sad), but she’s from the first year, too. She gave me a hardbound blue notebook and I really liked it! (Proud notebook-lover here!)
After our Christmas Party in school, me and my girls decided to hangout a a little. We went to the beach (there’s no place more relaxing than the beach, y’know) and had a little walk along the shore.
Small droplets of rain were falling and that explains why we had our umbrellas opened.
We then agreed to settle at Marc’s (a resto beside the beach) and ordered something to eat. We ordered lomi and I paired it with shake (ironic, ain’t it?).
A few minutes after it got dark, we decided to go home. We had a small walk from Marc’s to People’s Park and then we rode a tricycle to go to our respective destinations. I rode another tricycle to finally get home (obviously, our house is quite far from the beach).
‘Twas an awesome day! Thank you, God!
Life is not perfect, ain’t it? Things may not always go our way. The universe might throw us disappointments, but that doesn’t mean we should already give up on being happy. We should put away those negative vibes and ignore them, and let’s focus on the positives. Having that sunny disposition can make a long way. So here’s my list of the things that brought me happy vibes the past week.
- Waking up with the scent of newly changed sheets and a cleaner room
- Feeling a lot more motivated on a Monday morning
- Seeing a lot of inspirations to keep this blog buzzing again
- Wearing my school uniform again after a month
- Being excited of attending classes
- Being there to a friend in need
- Having a good mother-daughter talk with my mom
- The feeling of becoming a morning person
- Laughing-til-our-stomach-aches kind of moments with my circle
- Listening to the testimonies of our university’s newly passed CPA’s
- Being able to reread the topics we’ve tackled the past week (I’m done with our 3 major subjects in a just a day. Achieve! Hooray for a productive Saturday!)
- Making use of my phone’s countdown timer for studying
- Spending less time on my phone
“Life doesn’t give you what you want. It gives you what you work for.”
Omg! I survived the first semester of this academic year. Hooray! That was one freakin’ semester. Actually, no words could really explain what I’m feeling at this moment. Mixed emotions. Whoa! I’m happy and sad at the same time. Happy, that I am, oh wait, no, not just me, but “we” (SnG peeps, our section) did it for this sem. We’ll face the upcoming semester still together. Omg! Omg! How awesome is that? But half of me, feels sad because I failed. Yes, I failed. Idk if it’s only one subject or more (but hopefully not *crossed fingers). I haven’t seen my grades yet because it wasn’t reflected in the portal yet, but our prof already gave us some clues. I feel frustrated with myself, but I got no one to blame. Everything was my fault. I was the lazy ass. I feel stupid for wasting my time too much and then regret it right after. Geez!
I’m just thankful (more than thankful) that our prof, gave us another chance. Yes, I cried, we cried, and our prof did too, but still, I cannot deny the fact that I feel upset. Really upset
But lookin’ at the brighter side, God is indeed amazing. He really is! Omg. Thank you soooooooooo much, G! *cries an ocean* I’m so grateful, beyond grateful, like grateful for 99999999999x, that God gave me another chance to keep going on my chosen degree. Though I’ve been disappointing Him big time, He’s still giving me infinite chances. Let all the praises be on Him! To God be the glory! Thank you, G! Thank you! Thank you!
I may feel disgruntled of my grades this previous semester (which is my entire fault), but I swear, I’m getting back on track. And this time, it’s for real. I know I can do this. I know I can!
all photos in this post are by Gian Anthony Amoroso
(slightly enhanced by yours truly)
(slightly enhanced by yours truly)
this is what we get of having no expectations – the outcome brings great impact and it’s very satisfactory.
i never thought that this camp would be this fun. before the camp, i never felt any excitement. i even had that feeling of not wanting to go. i was anxious. i felt like i wasn’t ready to meet and socialize with new people with different kinds of personalities.
but i guess, i’m just so fortunate that i get to belong in a group of great people. i was in concinnity group no. 3, together with Angelika who's my former classmate. i’m just glad that i never found it hard to adjust. it was so easy to get comfortable with them. from the moment we first gathered together as a group, i already sensed a friendly atmosphere.
mostly, i was with the group the whole camp. we got to enjoy the activities together. we even got to chill and enjoy in between the challenges during our campus trek. we were able to share and hear one’s story. we shared so much laughter.
right at this moment, while i am typing this, i feel like i want to experience it again. i want to go back to the time when we first introduced ourselves to each other, passing that red ball from one to another so we could hear everyone’s story, being altogether as a group holding each other’s arms with a tight grip during the trust reach challenge, lifting each other one by one to surpass the nuclear fence challenge, feeling exhausted together as a group during the helium (idk-the-second-word) challenge, having our lighted candles hear our deepest secrets, overall working as a team, and the list goes on. i can feel this so-called “separation anxiety” right at this moment (i mean, right from the moment we had our group hug for the last time during the camp and yes, until now).
i miss Angie (though we’re just in the same department) with winning “hugot and pabebe lines;” Nong Juner, who they say the "kabayo" of the group – our mascot; Nong Paolo who’s the biggest among us and is just silent at times; Reneil who has this mysterious side that we somehow got to understand; Neil who’s always energetic and with a spirit of a leader within him; Nang Cylene with this very mature way of thinking; Sarah who’s loud, funny, and a little bit crazy; Pau-Pau who I rarely hear speak; and our CG facilitators, Leo and Artemio who assisted us and completed our group. i miss them. i miss CG-3. i miss horse power.
three days seemed like way too short to enjoy each other’s company, but everything has its ending, they say, but this isn’t exactly an ending. this is just a beginning of our new friendship (hopefully).
joining the camp was really worth it – no regrets. i just hope, those people i mentioned above won’t forget me, because surely, I’ll never forget them.
no goodbye’s, just see you around. ursa! ursa!
that was one unforgettable weekend, indeed.
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