sa mga taong nakilala, makita at makasama...

kina:
ian punsalan
alex at aris
raffy at gabby
borgie
ron

bea
dada
aileen

enzo at frank

sa tga tarlac na pinangakuan kong payat na ko next SLA...

sa mga taga Canluabg na sabik sa camera...

kay fr. Eli...
fr. jay
fr. jun
fr. vester at fr. dudz...


SOLID ang SLA dahil sa inyo...

"Aim for Heaven"

"Lilipad na ako,
sabayan nyo ako
ang sarap dito,
sa pupuntahan ko..."


Sabini Fr. Mon, this song was composed and sung daw way brfore Raymond Marasigan was born, according to him in his homily, this song was first sung by Mary as she was taken up to heaven. She invites us to join her. Heaven is not a place up there, we can have heaven here and now.

The love of our family,
the company of our friends,
beautiful smiles on children's faces...
THAT"S HEAVEN: HERE AND NOW.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

This evening, i was about to go home when i was torn between two choices, whether to pass by the chapel or not. I usually go to the chapel before i go home but i was unusually tardy to go and visit God kanina. Then I thought that i would be walking home so I might as well ask for a little guidance from Him. So, i went to the chapel. The seminarians, then, were having their Benediction. Almost reaching the Shrine's door, i saw a friend sitting on the plant box. I tapped his shoulder and when he turned, i saw him crying. My heart broke at that instant. I have never seen him cry, ever. He's a very strong guy. Oftentimes, i depend on him for strength. I felt pain on my insides, as if my heart was being twisted. I hugged him, because i was at a loss for the right words to say. I hugged him tight and I told him, "Kaya mo yan!", though i was not really sure of what was running through his head. I left him for a while because i did not want to cry with him. I thought that i should at least stand strong for him. I went inside the chapel and the song that was playing gave me the chills.

"Be not afraid, I go beore you always. Come, follow me and i will give you rest."

I felt as if God was telling me exactly this. That i should not be scared. I looked at my friend again who was looking at the Sacred Host from the outside. Maybe he was tired, I thought. I prayed for him hard. I did not want to see him in pain, not like that. I went out again and gave him a tight hug and left. I was crying while i was walking. I felt weak. I have always seen that friend of mne as someone so strong and yet, he was there, weak and hurting. I was not able to do anything. People get tired of being who they are and when they do, they turn to the One who could give us much comfort. At one point or another we fall into our knees, we get weak, we become the human beings we truly are and we turn to Him. When we get scared of what lies before us, we flee to Him like children. We turn to Him for strength, for inspiration, we turn to God for love. Seeing my friend like that, made me look into myself. I am weak too. I am not that strong, i fall down so many times more that that friend of mine. And it is okay to cry, it is okay to admit that i can't go on anymore and that i need rest. it is okay to get weak, to get tired. It is okay. There is this someone who love me still and He will never get tired of listening to me cry. Even if we are not the most attractive people when we cry, He'll lovingly look at us and listen. We must not be afraid to admit that we are human, afterall, it is how He made us to be. I know my friend is hurting, but i leave it to God to comfort Him. I realized that his situation may be way beyond what i can understand. That's why i leave it to the one who knows best. That's another thing i learned today, learn to let go and let things flow. There would come times where things would go beyond my powers and i must leave it to God and just let Him to the rest. I must not be afraid for he's always with me...

Rector's Day

The first day of August was indeed a great day for all Bosconians from Canlubang. we celebrate the birthday of Fr. Louie Castañeda, SDB the Rector of Don Bosco College. It was a gloomy day having rain showers here and there, but that did not stop the Bosconians from brightening up the day with their mighty cheers and yells.

The Bosconians showcased their presentations for Fr. Rector. Personally, the TVET students brought the house down with their very entertaining production numbers. Ron and I hosted the event and it was fun to see the Bosconians give their all to put on a good show.

I would commend the seminarials also for the wonderful Doxology, they were really, and i mean, really good.

Fr. Louie announced that the classes will be cut in the afternoon, this added to the happiness of the Bosconians. It was a great experience for me and i thnk, for everybody.

my Elysium

"national level na ito!"

Me getting into all sorts of activities and being a leader of some sort, me representing the college department in gatherings here and there, there and here...Ma'am Bot and i would often joke about this and just laugh about it. But come to think of it, what if i really got to the national level? from someone so insignificant, i'll be someone that people would recognize and people would (hopefully) love...it's so nice to think about it and just dream...i imagine candy colored clouds and just pink stuff...all glittery and shiny. but then my dream bubble would suddenly pop. *pop* all gone.

ako: Jessa Mariel, ikaw pa ba yan?
ako2: bakit? hindi na ba?
ako: kelan ka pa nag-enjoy mag-alive-alive, magleader-leaderan jan?
ako2: ngayon, nag-eenjoy ako...
ako: tingin mo ba ikaw yung nagugustuhan nila, at di yung magarang pabalat na pinaglagyan mo sa sarili mo?
ako2: sana...
ako: Ikaw na rin ang nagsabi na ayaw mo na ng mga bagay na di sigurado, pano na tayo?

*pop*
back to me...ayun nga, sometimes i feel na di na ako yung minamahal ng tao, kasi i'm not really the friendly type, i'm not the kind of person who always wear this happy cheerface when you see me. I'm gloomy may pagka-emo pa...

pero what if this is me and i'm really born for this? ad maiora natus, born for greater things nga diba? baka ito na yung great things na sinasabi nila? why deprive myself of such great opportunities?


conclusion: take each day as a new one, enjoy the things given, grab the opportunities handed down...learn from each mistake and resolve to do better...



whew! hirap mag-isa!

"My Favorite Mistake"

i found this somewhere in my notes as i was cleaning up my stuff. It was dated December 30, 2006. I wrote it, and i can't remember why...


"i don't know how it all started, i don't even want to remeber why. i just find myself looking for it, missing it: those little stolen moments i get to have those little peeks to heaven. the deafening silence breaks my heart, but then it also builds up in me this tingling sensation i just can't resist. with a flick of a finger, with that little smile, i cannot but want it more and more. this little things keep me sane, these little things keep me here. i'd give up anything for a little more of this, just a little more. i don't know when all these will be taken away from me, but i am loving the little rendezvous, the holding of the hands, the sweet kisses, i am loving him, silently, SILENTLY. He doesn't know, or maybe he does, i think he loves me. but all these will be soon taken away from me. I'll miss the touch, i'll miss the kiss, then all of these. All gone. SILENTLY... silently."