Thursday, June 17, 2010

I was once a youth

Youth, at times, is the shuffling feet of a girl, her whimpers and cries, her endless complaint. It’s a boy’s fistfight and black eyes in the classroom one moment and then his unequivocal friendship the next. It’s scrawls and chalkmarks on the walls the crude writing and drawing on the board, an eager ear to catch the word.

Youth is the first dance you had, the first stealthy date, the first nervous kiss. It’s passion burning like fire. It’s holding hands in semi-private room and talking with your eyes, because mere words have miserably failed. It’s tossing in bed, remembering stolen scenes and sleepless nights. It’s the first reluctant parting between young lovers. It’s possessiveness and jealousy and pretty quarrels.

Youth is the ever-questioning boy, who has not yet caught the meaning of the world, who confused by the intricate pattern of life. It’s a boy rubbing his eyes, raising his voice to ask: what beyond the mountain, the moon, the sun and the stars? God could not be made a sufficient answer, because who made God then? And you ask him to be quiet. Youth then, is curiosity and sober thoughts. It’s a child hungering for knowledge, because it has not yet acquired any yet. All this is partly youth.

Youth is a child at play. It’s rich laughter in the rain and vigorous running in the sunlight. It’s also a child’s broken ankle or a lost coin. It’s candies an rubber bands and other little thing in the child’s dirty face. Youth, then, is a boy or girl laughing and crying on the face of the earth. It’s bicycle and bus rides and movies and hitchhiking and reckless, aimless wanderings. It’s a robust boy drinking the sweet water of this earth, hugging the with the sweetness of life, lamenting nothing, because life for youth is more laughter, while heartaches and real sorrows and responsibilities belong to another age, another time, another season. That is youth, partly youth. But then, youth is more than that.

_I was once a youth_

Being a STUDENT


A great gift that my parents has given me, this is the way to learn to be a professional someday which most people want to achieve with. I’ve been a student for almost 14 years.

There are for thing I life that I really want to achieve

1st – to be regular always

2nd – to have my capping (which I already accomplished)

3rd – to graduate on the right time

4th – to have license (take the board exam once)

As of now, I would still continue striving to pass all the subjects I have and bring the best out of it.

Fruit of Sacrifice


I've been looking for the perfect fit for my career, I’ve been looking for something that I could be boast off someday. Accomplishing the greatest achievements that I could give to my parents in exchange for the sacrifices that they had for me and for us, ensuring that we had a good future to face.
I’ve been wishing, hoping to take pharmacist, this is when I’ve heard some of the school in Davao which is the University of Immaculate Conception, I took the entrance exam as well as the scholarship exam and guess what happen I’ve passed both of exam, and I was so happy at that moment but, I guess this is just a kind of dream that I couldn’t take with. My sister, my older sister took up NURSING at Capitol University and shift to another course which is the HRM. I was so confused that time, I knew in my heart that my parents don’t like much what I’m wishing for specially my mama, even if they didn’t talk with me verbally that they don’t like it since its far and I don’t have any companion at all. So I took up Nursing, take the risk and sacrifice. I continue those books, uniforms and some staff that my sister had. Taking all the responsibilities that she had left.
But out of that instance here I ‘am now still striving to pass all the subjects I have and I’m on the 3rd year level still regular and I’m proud of that, all through the sacrifices that I go through, it has been a great pleasure and feeling of fulfillment that I’m still here continuing my studies and I’ve learned what my parents feelings before that they didn’t like much with my decision I knew that this is now my incoming future, to serve, to be with and to care people, especially my family and this is the fruit of my sacrifice.