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ourhopes&expectations
blackholes&revelations
Monday, May 7, 2007
C4 ka ba?

NOTE: THIS IS A LONG ENTRY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. LOL

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! I am so glad and thankful to God that I got back home safely. The camp was one heck of an experience. I would not write anymore what happened but rather, I want to share to you what I have learned:

1. There is enough God to carry on. When you have nothing and no one to count on but God, don't pity yourself because God is enough. He is more than enough to carry on.

2. I am so not athletic, and my body is uber sensitive. Just minor accidents can cause my body major bruises and injuries. I had a few but huge(!) dark stains on my body, especially my legs. I hate it.

3. I survived without any help of advanced technology for 3 days. Just electric fan! I am so proud! :D It's just too bad that I didn't get to take pictures. Oh well.

4. I got to interact and socialize with people my age who are ALL Born Again Christians. It's nice to be in a place filled with people who has the same desire and hunger for the Lord as you do.

5. I missed my family. I missed Jay. Being away from them is unbearable but at the same time fulfilling. It was an opportunity to prove what I am really capable of doing. By myself. Alone. Independently.

6. The people from other churches are VERY friendly. They did not leave me out even though I'm the only one from Pasig in the group. Go flock Joseph! I love you guys! If it weren't for my injury, we would not have won! LOL

7. C4. Commitment to Christ. Commitment to Church. Commitment to Leaders. Commitment to Mission.

8. I missed the food at home! Okay, call me maarte but it was the first time I skipped meals because I couldn't eat the food. >___<

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May 5, 2007(Saturday)

It was Sarah's 18th birthday and I was invited. And let me tell you, it was a big fat struggle to get there. LOL! Seriously. Why? Okay here goes. See, that day was also the last day of the camp. We left Bulacan at 2:30pm. Dahil sa major traffic, I arrived home at 6:30pm. And the party starts at 6:00pm. So kumusta ka? Daig ko pa yung debutante sa pagiging late. LOL

At hindi lang yon. I still don't know how to get to the party! Habang naliligo ako, iniisip ko kung paano ako makakapunta dun. HAHA. My dad offered to take me there.. BUT! (Yep, there's a HUGE but) I'm bringing Jay with me to the party. I just don't know how. Why? Flashback: Hindi alam ng dad ko na may nag-eexist na Jay a.k.a boyfriend ko. AMF. Total panicness(!!!).

That same night, there would be a family dinner because it's my grandparents' (dad's side) 51st wedding anniversary. That means Dad can't take me there rin pala. So Mom called Jay up and told him to pick me up and take me to the party. I didn't know what to think. Bahala na, was all I could say. A few minutes after I took a bath, Jay was already at our door. My mom let him in while I was getting dressed. My dad went to the living room, where Jay was, and I didn't know what happened. LOL There wasn't any introduction.

I know Jay was soooo nervous. Naawa nga ako kasi he was all alone sa living room... with my dad. AMF. I couldn't imagine how he felt that time. I hurriedly got ready para makaalis na. And to my surprise, Dad called the cab for us. When we were in the cab na, I hugged him tight. Aside from the fact that I didn't see him for 3 days, he got the courage to sit in the living room. With my Dad. Without me. Thank God no interrogations occurred. LOL

When we arrived at the debut, there were already lots of people. I saw a lot of PCU friends who seemed so surprised to see me there. It's been a while na rin kasi since I last saw them. I saw the birthday girl and she's prettier than ever! She seemed happy and thrilled to see me there. She thought I wasn't going to make it kasi super late ako. Haha. Seeing her happy made all the struggle worth it. :) Eto pa pala. Akala ko simple dinner and gathering lang. Aba, may mini program at kasama ako! Napa-impromptu speech tuloy ako nang di oras. Haha. But it's okay, para kay Sarah naman eh. I love you so much, Sis! *HUG!*

After the program, nagpaalam na ako kay Sarah. I needed to make it to the family dinner. Kakahiya, late ako dumating tas ang aga ko umalis. Haha. Sorry Sis. Bawi na lang ako next time. Jay and I rode a cab papuntang Greenbelt. Balak pa sana namin mamasyal kasi medyo hindi pa ako tinatawagan ng mom ko. But then pagdating namin ng Greenbelt, my mom called. Bummer. I needed to get there na daw. So Jay and I took a cab papuntang Harbour Square. Tas dun na kami naghiwalay. Thank you honey for being with me that night and putting up with all the hassle that it brought you. I love you!

When I arrived, they were having dessert at Pancake House. I was so tired and my eyes are so heavy. All I wanted was to take a big fat rest from the big fat struggles that the day has given me. LOL But I enjoyed it so it's all good. After dessert, we had a family picture and then headed home. Alas, I missed my bed! LOL

Anyway, that's it. Sorry for the long entry. Goodnight!




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