Friday, March 29, 2013

Holy Week 2013 - Stations of the Cross

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest..." -- Matthew 11:28

In this season of lent, we Catholics or Christians devote ourselves in the sanctity penance, repentance, fasting and abstinence. And this Holy Wednesday, me and my friends endeavor the Way of the Cross by Church Simplified. It is a Walk-way Reflections for the Stations of the Cross at BGC. A modern technique of letting us go through the trials of Jesus and contemplate His sufferings to our own lives. 

Station One: The Garden

I have a lot of fear. Losing my family is one. And there's one song that could best describe my other fear. Just hear out 'Tumatakbo', sometimes I really feel the lyrics. But as long as there are people who loves me, I am gratified. 

Station Two: The Betrayal

The act here is to take a piece of red cloth. There were several people who lost my trust. Betrayed me in a way that I know, they have their reasons too. I already forgave them although they never asked. It's just that I feel bad that things ain't the same again. With my so-called friends --- gone now. I still wish them all well and if I could turn back time, I still want them to be my friends, and I hope for keeps.

Station Three: The Trial

I have been judged by people whom I barely know. They never knew what I have been through, they never experienced to be me. And I can't blame them, it is human nature. But the most depressing part of it is losing the people who swore to accept me as me. Who in the end left me because of too much expectations. Who wants me to be some other person and forgetting the real me. Nobody is perfect. But we can seek and make continuous improvements beyond our imperfections. It's sad that a lot of people see what only their eyes want to see and hear only what they want to hear. 

Station Four: The Verdict

I remember the outreach program by WE Phils in Rizal. It's so heartwarming to see the smiles of people who are contented and pleased with simple gestures. I hope to join more activities like that in the future. And if given a chance, I want to organize an outreach program like that. Feeding the hungry street children or sending off school supplies in Bakun.

Station Five: The Whip

I maybe emotionally and mentally unstable at times. But I offer this to my two good friends who are going through such a dilemma that I don't want to experience. One, is trying to get hold of her family which is now in the verge of tearing apart. While the other one, is holding himself together to be strong. His dad is terribly ill and he have to be tough and resilient for his mom and sister. I hope and pray that they can keep their faith and surpass these trials. That one day they will wake up from this nightmare and accept the fate, whatever it may be.  

Station Six: The Curse

We are souls running in this fast paced life trying to have our own place in this world. And mother earth is counting on us to keep everything in harmony. We may all have our fair share to keep our world balanced and order.

Station Seven: The Cross

We tried to carry the cross and while doing it, I imagined what Jesus went through just to save us from our sins. I am no saint nor a good person, daughter, sister or friend. I have my downside. I feel ashamed whenever I commit mistakes. This cross represents my sins, resentments, frustrations or guilt . Heavy to carry, hard to bear. 

Station Eight: Two Simons

There is someone dear to me whom I consider a Simon in my life. He was there when I needed someone to offload my baggage. Ready to hear my worries and held me up when I was down. Now, it is my time to be Simon to him. In this trying time for his family, all I can do is to pray for them to surpass this trial. Defy the negatives and accept what the future holds. As what he always tell me 'This too shall pass'. To my Simon, everything will be alright, just have faith. I also took a prayer from the bowl of prayers and pray for that someone who wrote it. I pray to God that He may grant SH's (the owner of the prayer) to pass the UPCAT.

Station Nine: The Crucifixion

Remember the red cloth that we took from the second station? The act here is to write our sins in the cloth and nail it on the cross. If only this hammering will take away all my sins, then I am free.

Station Ten: The Mother

My family is one of the very best people that I have. I may not tell them how important they are to me, I think I have shown them how much I care. I know I am a 'stage' sister, nagger as what they say and been so over protective. But I want what's best for my family. And I will do everything to give the life that I want for them. 

Station Eleven: The Promise

I am a person who easily trusts. But there were few people who made their promises but never kept it. Promises are made to be broken as they say. But I believe in Jesus. People may break me, but never He will.

Station Twelve: The Darkness

I once asked and questioned God why do I have to experience pain. He let me go through life's ordeals several times. But I am glad, He never let go of my hand. That in times I felt I'm in darkness, He never lets me feel alone. 

Station Thirteen: The Cloth

As there are a lot of good people who touched my life in the simplest way. I cannot write all their names in that piece of paper. But in my heart, I offer a prayer for all of them - everyday.

Station Fourteen: The Invitation

No matter how sad or struggle my life can be, I believe that something good will happen for me. I keep my faith in Him and I know that He is with me trudging the crossroads of my life.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Mt. Tagapo

After a year from my last climb in Mt. Pulag, I can now stretch my limbs and breath some fresh air. An unintentional invitation from Kuya Ojie (which I can hardly refuse), I'm back on my track again.

While massaging my back during our break time last Wednesday, Kuya Ojie inadvertently blabbed about  their Mt. Tagapo climb for the coming Saturday. He said Pasay's Best will be having a weekend trek and I have work so I can't join---- definitely. But when I asked for the details, he said meet-up will be 2PM at EDSA Central. And I was like, "Oh, pwede ko half day!". I filed my half day vacation immediately so I can join them again. 

The group was divided into two since we don't fit in Kuya Mar's Innova. The guys took the public transport while Me, Lovely, Kuya Ojie, Leila, Kuya Jun and Kuya Mar boarded his car.

Mt. Tagapo stands in Talim Island, a part of Binangonan Rizal which lies in Laguna Lake. Going there was an adventure itself. Who would've thought that the boat ride going to the city for an hour and half or more is still existing? I last saw this scenario in Bicol. Preserving cultures is great. And I hope that the government would continue to improve those Barangays while preserving it's ethnicity and trademark. 

Forget the throbbing soles, almost half-alive toe-nails and cramping legs. Climbing, no matter how hard or tiring it is, is still a great feeling for me. Especially when I exerted an extra effort to go to the top. An exhilarating feeling that only a fellow nature lover can claim. 

Looking back, I miss those climbing days with good old friends. Well, people come and go. Time passes by and I intend to lax from my activities and focus more on other things. I do admit that I am not so young anymore. But sometimes you can't just ignore your passion which lifts your heart. Despite of all the challenges and trials, being close to nature and the wondrous creation of God makes me appreciate my existence. I had my time and I did enjoy the company of my so-called friends. But now most of them are gone. We all had our own fair share and chose our own paths in  the crossroads of this life. I do miss our adventures and great friendships. Those worthy times when we lived our humble, youthful  life to the fullest and we are all ecstatic and gratified in the simplest way.

Expenses (PhP):
Gas (share)- 180
Food - 200
Boat (Binangonan-Talim) - 100
Guide Fee - 50
Boat (Talim-Binangonan) - 30
Lunch - 60
Wash-up - 20

**photos c/o lovely and lester --- to follow**

Monday, March 18, 2013

LSS - Rebound

“Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.” ― Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Complete Poems

LSS - Last Song Syndrome over the weekend during the Mt. Tagapo climb. Clarence bought his speakers and ipod during ascent to the summit and played Silent Sanctuary songs. And this song stucked my mind until now. Of all the songs aired during the climb, naLSS ako! @_@

According to wiki, LSS may also refer to as Earworm, a loan translation of the German Ohrwurm, is a portion of a song or other music that repeats compulsively within one's mind, put colloquially as "music being stuck in one's head. 

by: Silent Sanctuary

O kay bilis naman
Magsawa ng puso mo
Ganyan ka ba talaga
Bigla nalang naglalaho

Para bang walang nangyari
Di mo man lang sinabi

Sana'y hindi nalang pinilit pa
Wala ring patutunguhan
Kahit sabihin ko pang
Mahal kita

Nalulungkot, nayayamot, nagmumukmok
Hindi ko pa yata kaya pang
Labanan ang damdamin ko

Nakakainis talaga
Nagmuhkha tuloy akong tanga
Pinaasa mo kasi
Puso ko ngayon tuloy lumuluha

Dahil iniwan mo kong mag-isa
Limang araw lang ay babay na

Sana'y hindi nalang pinilit pa
Wala ring patutunguhan
Kahit sabihin ko pang
Mahal kita

Nalulungkot, nayayamot, nagmumukmok
Hindi ko pa yata kaya pang
Labanan ang damdamin ko

Rebound mo lang pala ako

Sana'y hindi na lang pinilit pa
Wala ring patutunguhan
Kahit sabihin ko pang
Mahal kita

Nalulungkot, nayayamot, nagmumukmok
Hindi ko pa yata kaya pang
Labanan ang damdamin ko

Sana'y hindi na lang pinilit pa
Wala ring patutunguhan
Kahit sabihin ko pang
Mahal kita

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Happy 1st Birthday Kyle! Yeehaw!!!

"All the world is a birthday cake, so take a piece, but not too much..." - George Harrison

Kyle Arkin - the cowbabyboy...
Today (02Mar13) is Kyle Arkin's first birthday. Second baby of my cousin Melchor and his lovely wife Freya. Toy Story inspired party, Kuya Kurt and Kyle dressed up as cowboys.

The family minus daddy
All the children and some oldies had so much fun in the party and the clown's games for everyone. I myself enjoyed but even if my role was just to take photos, I felt exhausted. Well, that's the consequence of hosting parties at home. Inviting a few friends, its as if you invited the whole Barangay. Not to mention the gate crashers. Invited or not, discipline starts at home. Please do not 'takehome' some food if the party isn't over yet. There maybe late guests coming. Just wait for the host to tell you for your take home. That is the one thing I don't like with some people. Yeah we are all family, even if we don't know each other. But please do not abuse. Hehe! To infinity and beyond!

Enjoying the party

Hillary singing Happy Birthday Kyle!

Party Goers.. :0)

Thank you for the gifts!

Pose with the clowns...

Chow time!

I shared this plate with my sister Yeng. 
The only food left after the massive attack on 
table full of handa.

Blow your cake!



Yeng, Baby and Nanay


Agawan ulit...

Moms and babies
Took this pic upon the clown's request.... :D
"The more you praise and celebrate your life,
the more there is in life to celebrate..." - Oprah Winfrey
baby Nicky afraid of the clowns...

The sisters and their babies

Jacinto Family...

now playing: it's like that - mariah carey feat 50 cents - ♩♪ 'Cuz it's my night No stress, no fights I'm leavin' it all behind No tears (No tears) No time to cry  Just makin' the most of life....♩♪

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Reading mode ON!

“When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are
 like a roof and four walls. What is to happen next 
will take place within the four walls of the story.
 And this is possible because the story's voice makes 
everything its own.” ― John Berger

After Kyle's first birthday party, my younger brother and I met at Market!Market to buy his electric guitar. While waiting for him, I happened to pass by the Book Sale and found these books on a very cheap price. Reading books may it be inspirational, thriller, love stories and  anything that could catch my interest is one of my past times. Bob Ong, Nicholas Sparks, Mitch Albom, Cecelia Ahern, Christopher Pike are few of my favorite authors. But mind you, I do love reading books, but not text books. I don't know why. But back when I was studying, I wouldn't read my text book unless required. 

As I was browsing the shelves, these three caught my attention. Paulo Coelho was not on sale. Nor Mitch Albom and Nicholas Sparks. I read one of James Patterson's heartbreaking Suzannes Diary for Nicholas and I thought that Sam's Letter to Jennifer is a good one too. Hope to read them all eventually. =0)

Books on Sale!

As of the moment, I am finishing Bo Shanchez's My Maid Invests in the Stock Market which my friend Lanie   lent me. I am a fan of Bo's and this book is really helpful and informative. 

Now reading...

E-books are now in trend. My head aches badly whenever I read them in PC, tablet or smartphones. I have 50 Shades of Grey Series, some novels from Jude Deveraux and The Perks of Being A Wall Flower in my phone. I am halfway the second book of Mr. Grey ---50 Shades darker and still on Chapter 1 of Perks. Nothing beats reading a real book. Ah yeah, I can just print them anyway. I tried it but I still want a real book. I hope someone will be generous enough to give me a copy of those so I can finish them and add them to my collection. :)

now playing: brighter than sunshine - aqualung - ♩♪ I never saw it happening. I'd given up and given in. I just couldn't take the hurt again. What a feeling...♩♪