Suspension of Classes in DHVCAT, and Its Effects

Half-day work yesterday! And now it was announced that we don't have class for the whole week because the administration found out that there was an AH1N1 case in our College in the Institute of Industrial Teacher Education, my home institute way back College. Don Honorio Ventura College of Arts and Trades is the oldest vocational school in the Far East founded on November 4, 1861! I am now working with the Prince-Technology Inc., it is an institute in consortium with the said College.

It is fine for me to have another vacation but what sadden me is that it is our pay day today and we will not have our salary today..So I will have it next week. and it also means that I don't have a salary for one week because I am just in a part time position. sooo sad! It will simply mean that I have to keep my palm close for any expenses... I need to.. All my bills should be paid this week. It is really hard when you have no one to help you with the house expenses. Ever since i work, everything goes to my family and a little percentage goes with me.Really sad, yet the only consolation that I have is the thought and the satisfaction that I have given my part for my family. But I hope time will come that I wont be working this much just to simply get little.

Looking the positive side of this one week vacation, I can be able to work with some of my paper works and reports in my USTGS class. I will also start the draft of my Midterm Examination for my students under Algebra and English I. Anyways, after all, I still have to put smiles on my face.

May I have a fruitful week!

Kudos UST Singers!

Congrats to everyone! We are proud of you!

In Dalmy's Memory

My two-month old kid, Dalmy, died today. I admit, I cried. I love this baby goat so much and his death saddens me. I don't want to call him IT, though he is an animal thats why I will refer him as HE. Dalmy for me is not only a pet. He is only two-months old yet he brought lot of smiles in my face especially when I hear him meeeing... ( that is how i call it). I am happy when I learned that he was born last April. I was in Manila that time taking my Summer Class when he was born. And I know I am very excited to see him. I even forgot saying hi to my parents but instead asked, "where is the baby goat?" Why the name Dalmy? Because he looks like a Dalmatian. Me and Giddy gave this name to him.

My parents are also sad in dalmy's death. They are the one who get grass to feed him. They are also tired bringing him to grassy places just to feed him. My father expressed his sadness when we talked. He felt weak when he saw the dead body of Dalmy.

Last year I bought two goats, a male and a female goat. Their baby was Dalmy. You may ask why goat? I decided to buy goats because when I was in grade school particularly grade 4, I had also a kid, and he also died. I remember my self, deeply crying as if I lost a love one. That is why, I want to have another baby goat. And now, I am really sad with Dalmy's fate. How long will I wait to have another baby goat?

Definitely, we will miss Dalmy.

Reminiscing Coron, Palawan

I am back with blogging. It took me weeks before I can share my experiences in Coron, Palawan. Fortunate enough, I was able to enjoy the treasures of Palawan last June 5 to 9 with the family of Gideon. I am very thankful to Ate Joi, Gidz' younger sister for treating us all there- airfare, accommodation and food.

There were so many first experiences that I had. It was my first time to ride in a plane. Mixed emotions were there; frightened and nervous. I am afraid that our flight may be cancelled because of the bad weather that time in Manila and nervous not because I am afraid to ride in it but with the possible end that the bad weather may bring. But God is good for making that trip successful.

It was also my first time to experience riding a boat in the middle of the sea while the heavy rains and strong winds make all our nerves quiver. We also had some island hoppings. I enjoyed the hot spring at Maquinit and the Beach of Banol. Snorkeling at the Siete Picados is also great as we saw the beautiful corals and enchanting sea creatures. I can still remember the big beautiful star fish that I saw. Sooo..nice! I was also able to conquer my fears because I dont know how to swim. Thanks to Ate Aubrey, Paulo and Gidz for guiding me. Thanks too to Ate joi, even though we both don't know how to swim, she still encouraged me to do it and sometimes doing it with her.

We stayed at Sunrise Inn at Barangay Tahimik, Coron, Palawan. Our hosts were very accommodating. Tita took cared of me when I was sick. I had the worsts diarrhea that I ever had when I was there.It sucks! I hate that. I am thankful to Giddy for taking good care of me. He never left me. The way he took care of me made me love him more. I felt his big concern and love. I can't even describe how much it means to me. Words might not be enough. All I realized with what happened is that no matter what, no matter where, and no matter when, I'll always be cared and loved by him.

We also had time visiting Coron Bistro, one of the most visited restaurant by foreigners. we had some drinks. we were here for two nights but unfortunately I wasnt able to enjoy and taste its specialty pizza because I was sick last time and need to go back at our lodge early.

Well, another memorable experience is our departure at Busuanga Airport. Our flight back to Manila was June 8, but because of the stupid officer of the PHILIPPINE AIRLINES in Palawan, we were not accommodated with our flight. And we need to take the following flight next day. He gave us fool reasons and he did not want to admit his mistake. (akala ko magsusuntukan na sina Gids at yung mokong nayun!) OMG and WTF to him! hehe.! still feeling weak with my diarrhea that time, I was very nervous with the arguments between the Agaton family and that stupid guy(good thing for him, I forgot his name!!Anyways, his name is not worth remembering.)

Summing it up, I still had a wonderful trip and experience in Palawan. It was more meaningful and enjoyable because I am with Gideon, that man of my life. Thanks to the Agaton family for counting me as one.

sa kanyang pag-alis

when i think of his leaving is synonymous to the feeling of being squeezed so tight that even a little air can't enter the lungs. i know its hard. and i dont know how to handle it especially when that time comes. definitely i'll cry but i dont know how hard..but one thing is for sure...it will be really hard. if i can only stop the time, i will not let that time come. each day that comes is one day closer to the time he will leave. for now, i know, that will be time that i dont want to come. i know, all i need is trust and faith that in the end, if we are really destined for each other, our love will prevail (as what he was saying). i hope it will. im afraid that when he is enjoying and meeting people there, he might forget that i ever existed. all have are his words, promise and love. wth these i hope i can survive this trial. as of now, all i know is that i am bothered. and i want to spend more time with him...

the paradox

it is how much you love tells you how much pain you will receive...

it is how much you give attention, tells you how much you feel bad when you were not given.. it is how much you want to be understood, sometimes gives you the opposite.. it is how much you expect defines how much you will be hurt... people say never expect something in return... maybe that is something i should learn... regardless how much you love... how much you give... how much you want...

no matter what...

no matter how much I receive...

I will still love... I will still give...

and I think that is the most important thing.