Dusting it Off

Last night (or a few hours ago) wasn’t really a good time for me. I am having a hard time handling accusations of other people. As a leader, it really hurts to hear people, whom you serve, not like what you’re doing or your decisions. I was crying the whole time when I decided to message one person I know who would always make me feel better, Ate Jen, she’s in London right now, excelling in her chosen career. She is like an older sister to me and she told me these:

The friends who you know for a long time do not necessarily mean they are your best. There are people who you get to know only for an instant but they will be there forever.

It is during hard times when not only your real friends are revealed but also those you didn’t know you had. One thing I am very thankful for because of my experience is that I got to find and keep friends that before I never thought existed. New friendships blossom through tough moments…and these will be the loyal ones.

Running away is not the answer. If you don’t solve a problem it will follow you wherever you go. Even in places where people don’t know you. Face it.

Sometimes life is tough and some hateful people will always be around. But it only takes your belief in yourself and the strength that the people who love you give you to stand up to it.

Now , my darling, cry it out, scream, dust yourself off and get back in the game. The world is yours to conquer.

People like Ate Jen gives me hope. In this world where people always bring someone else down, it feels to nice to have someone, who is not even your relative, to say these things to you. Words that may seem empty to others but everything to you.

Thank you Ate Jen. You will always be my inspiration. :)

3RD YEAR

So I was thinking of what to blog for almost a week now and I'm failing until I saw the date today, the 5th of December.


he gave this to me during our first anniversary.

Dear reader,

Do you still remember your first love? The one that made your heart skip a beat, the love that made you disobey Mom and Dad's golden rule (to not to have a boyfriend until college graduation), the love that made you stay up until midnight writing his name at the back of your Geometry notebook? I found that love and I lost it.
I am the kind of person that babble's a lot but my love life. Not everyone knows how much I love him and regret it that I lost him.


Exactly 3 years and a few days from now I met him, well not really. I didn't know that was him. I was so bored during the Regional Schools Press Conference in Ilo-ilo City that I randomly dialed phone numbers at the hotel and yeah, I dialed the number at his room, he gave his number and agreed to meet up. Unfortunately I don't have my voice that time so I pushed my friend to meet up with him and after that I was like, "How was he? Good looking? Do I have to regret that I didn't go with you?" and she was like, "Nah! He was ok but you'd probably not like him."

And that's it, end of conversation.

After the competition we went home and that's when he started texting me and I was like, "Ugh, freak!" not until I fell in-love with him.

Yes, I know reader, I'm a freak too, falling in-love with someone via text and all but I am not ashamed of it. Not a bit. I love him. He met my mom, some of my family members and my sister adore's him. I'm sorry for my self that it ended up like this
And since this post is getting longer, I don't want to talk why we broke up, It's one of my biggest mistake, I tried to find someone else, because I just wanted to experience what it is like to have "other" boyfriends. I know, I'm pathetic but hey! You don't know how hard it was when I told what I did when I can just keep it and live our lives. Maybe if I didn't tell him we're still together right now but I don't want to lie to the man I love and so I told him.

A friend told me that I was being "mellow dramatic" (Yes, he spelled it that way) but then who cares? For once for this year, let me babble to the world what I really feel.

To my first love,
I still love you. i'm sorry it didn't work out. I hope to still be with you someday. After college grad I guess. Just please take care

Yun lang, will stop being "mellow dramatic" now. I might sadden you too.

And before this post ends let me leave you a quote that left me LOL-ing.

If you can live forever, hindi ka ba mababagot?

got this from Banana Split's "trailer" for their Twilight spoof. I'm so excited!



GOD BLESS YOU, YOUR BLOG AND YOUR LOVED ONES (:
♥precious grace

The Legend

I don't know what got into me but I just felt like I have to blog today. I have to blog something informative so here I am again, looking for Manny Pacquiao's picture.



I didn't like Manny, I like it when he wins though. He makes me proud.
I don't like his mother too, I thought she was so cheap and a socialite wannabe.

Not until I read this month's issue of Time magazine. Our teacher in our Developmental Writing class wants us to analyze the story and somehow get to know better one of the most interesting Filipinos of our generation.

I was reading the first paragraph when I predicted that there's more in store for me. The story was very well written, by the way, the title of the article is "The Meaning of Manny" and their were questions like, 'is there more for him in politics'. The quotations are so nice, Freddie Roach was also mentioned, Chavit Singson, Manny's sister and of course the ever famous Mommy D.

After reading the article, my perspective about Manny changed.
Manny is the face of all the OFW workers out there.
Manny is the face of all the Filipinos who worked hard to feed their family.
Manny is the mirror of the simple Filipinos who had dreams and wanted to follow it.


I hope we'd all like be Manny... be successful.

♥precious grace

The Truth

So I was thinking what to write when I saw a very disturbing picture that I want to share with everyone because I want the world to hear my little voice. I hope you don't mind seeing this picture, but then again, we have to face reality to be able to conquer it, please spread the word about this issue.



NEGLECTED AND NOW DEAD. Neljun Bustamante was a burn victim and a mental case. Doctors say 34 percent of his body was burned when he was electrocuted at the Ceneco substation in Bacolod City. He was not immediately attended to by staff at the WVRH. This photo shows Bustamante at the hallway of the Radiology Department Building where he was practically unattended. Bustamante eventually climbed over the fence of the WVRH and waded through a dirty creek. A WVRH doctor said he died yesterday of renal failure and sepsis. Amid allegations that service is poor at the WVRH, the case of Bustamante again raises questions over the quality of health services in the Philippines. Could he have lived if he was immediately attended to? Photo by Julius D. Mariveles

I hope that this would raise awareness among us and also catch the attention of our government that only God-knows-what they're doing with our taxes.


On the other hand, I would like to thank everyone for supporting me in my last post. It means so much to me guys. When I'm sad all I'd do is think about what you all said, people that I haven't even met are supporting me and that's all I need to keep going. And lastly, I'd like to share what Iya V. said in her tweet that made me her fan,

sometimes we forget its the Lord we're serving. Remembering this makes it easier to work from the heart, and you do good effortlessly.

GOD BLESS EVERYONE! Keep on praying for our country.

♥precious grace