“Single” the word that tails with me for two years. From those while, I have to love myself and be happy. Loving myself is the move that I did to easily forget the pain from the last relationship I had which I thought a so called relationship. From the moment that I know that I recovered already, I was looking for somebody else because I am certain that somebody is waiting for me too (felah haha). Guess what? I am right. We found each other and I could really say she’s MY GIRL.

Her kisses and hugs make my day perfect. She makes me smile whenever I frown. When I got from work, she is there to lighten the feeling of exhaustion that I have. We love each other unconditionally and that’s undeniable. But oftentimes I scold her and she will just cry. Indeed, she is very young and innocent and as far as I could, I have to be patient at her. When I was still in college, we seldom see each other.

While now that we are in the same place, I am great and hopefully I can give all the love that she deserves. Her mom is living far and it’s for good, and it is all because of her. I took the responsibility to be one of the persons who will take good care of her. She is my inspiration and my baby. I want her to be the best girl in the whole wide world.

Though many times she gets hurt because I do not always give what she wants, I am confident that our attachment will not just easily end. She respects me because she has too and I am proud of it because I am his Tito.

These are some of her pictures.





She watches Darna every night. She is really a big fan of Marian Rivera.


She loves to pose whenever she has new dress. This picture was taken after her Mommy Kahmil newly bought these two pieces of swimsuit.








She is fond of asking everyone to color her nails. She even does not want to attend to children’s party without nail polish.











She loves to pose in camera and not conscious whatever her appearance would be.She also acts as if a teenager though she’s only four.





She eats and sleeps a lot. She told to diet but she does not want.








These were taken @ SM Bacolod. More pictures here; http://profiles.friendster.com/68283618

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It’s already a week that I’m settle in a new environment. I’ve met new people and maybe new friends. Work is really the reason why I have to be in this place. It’s a must for me; to have bread and butter in the future and at the same time I’m at the age to be adequately independent. In the first place, this is I really wanted.

For a week, I did not expect that I’ll live as comfortable as this. From my new house but not mine technically and with my new workplace. Everything is good and in firsthand.

Expectedly, my daily routine changed. I have to wake up as early as 5:30 in the morning to prepare everything and as an over sleeper, it’s not my habit. Hilariously, my mom is with me the whole week and she shakes me every dawn just to wake me up and guess what, she consistently did it in my first week.

I thanked Nanay a lot that she spent the whole week with me and treated me like a pre school boy which made me feel uncomfortable. At some point, though she’s not saying it, I know that she is just excited with my job and she cares. Sadly, tonight is her last night staying here in my place. Besides it’s really her time to go home before quarrel between us will arise. You know, sometimes motherly words are irritating.

On the other way, my work place is really good and it’s two rides away from my place. Not bad. So far, I have friendly mates. But there are some that I cannot go with still. Or maybe until now I am just stupid and expect that I will be in the same group of people I had. While in class, I think this is the worst week for me. I got very low exams and I have to double cope with it. There’s something wrong with me while in class and I don’t know why. With these, fear is in me. I don’t know exactly to what and to whom I’m afraid of. I am tense everyday and I lost the focus.
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With my first week, God gave me the providence and made me think that first times are not worst. I’m satisfied though with what happen this week but a satisfaction with worries. I don’t know why. Now, all I have in my mind is whatever will happen it is God’s plan.


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I miss all I left in Dumaguete




These are some of the compiled pictures I made when the publication surprised me with a farewell party. I cannot upload all of it so i just selected those that I like.hehe...Forgive the arrangement..haha





I miss Dumaguete.
I miss my classmates and board mates.
I miss boulevard.
I miss burger delights.
I miss Windy City.
I miss bar hopping.
I miss walking in Freedom Park.
I miss publication’s camera.
I miss TN office.
I miss my student publication mates.
I miss you.


BOW.

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I’ve been idle for a very long time and before this site of mine will become rotten I have to post this here in my on line diary…this is suppose to be my university diary and I think this will not be publish anymore because there are so many stories lining up. Note; please have patience reading this…
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College life is a part where great and enormous learning are expected. It enhances our skills from our school requirements and extra curricular activities. Besides as a college student, we are giving our best to have an excellent record in preparation in the future. While experience is the important factor in the walks of life because it will surely escort us to be mature enough. Experience is the best teacher as the saying goes.

From the very first day I stoop in college, “To graduate” is my first goal. Yes, to graduate on time. Having dedication to study hard and to graduate are always in my mind. Reason is I am the only hope of my parents after my sister failed to finish her course. I was confident and pressured with such case. Yet it pushes me to be responsible and superb with my studies. Overnights and going to far places for major subjects, studying and memorizing words for next day quizzes, I did all those. I even went to school early and be in my class before the teacher arrives and of course always raising my hand and talk a lot whenever there were oral recitations. With these, I considered myself as a good school boy. However human as we are, and as a college student we really pamper our self to relaxing stuff. Conversely, I reached the middle year of my four year course, wherein focus on studies loosened up.

Badly, I was sleeping late not because of learning from school which absences and late exists. I did projects somehow but minuses were there for it was very late. Therefore, I received lowest of the lowest performance in class. I was active strolling anywhere. I’ve been present in a movie house often and shopped at the mall as if I have retirement fund. And whenever I want and feel to be absent, then I won’t come to my class. False excuses were already bear and memorize in my mind and ready to be answered whenever someone asks for my absence.

As a result I dropped some subjects and failures were there. My parents did not know at all what I am doing. As far as they know, I was doing well. When semester ends, I chose class cards that have convincing grades and hide the underground ones. Yes I am stupid and a good liar to them. I asked for money, reasoning for projects though none. At the same time, my innocent parents even though nothing to give yet still find ways just to send for me.

Conscience is in my heart that time, but my brain continuously pushes me to do dishonest things. I had so many sleepless nights because conscience always knocked me. I did not tell my parents that I can’t graduate on time since the day I know, that I can’t. I pretended to them as well to my course mates. Whenever they asked, I just answered that hopefully there is no problem with the advising of subjects. But I know from the fact that I can’t really.

For having no option I lied again to my parents. I reasoned out that I was not allowed to over load my subjects reason that I can’t make it. But the truth is, I did not apply for graduation because I’m not qualified. From the moment I told them, they acted okay but I know from the fact that they were upset. Parents as they are, still their support until now is there, yet did not know the lies I performed.

My batch mates graduated ahead of me. I saw them wore toga during graduation. On the other hand, I was watching them with tears in my eyes having regrets and guilty in heart for being idle for years. The pain I felt that time made me realize that what happened to me was the result of my bad doings. I went home hurting and mad with myself. A flashback went on to my mind, asking “whys” and the “what ifs”. I

Regret is always in the end. This is the lesson that is primarily in to my mind. As I closes and open my eyes everyday, “to change” is the thought cheering up my mind. I took summer class to rush my years I wasted in college and hopefully this is now my last semester in this university.

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