from my ARCHIVE

Once I had a “small” yet, happy family.

Actually, I don”t really know where am I going to start. Am I going to introduce first my family? Or start from the day that I've found out that I have my family?

at the back of our church

Almost all of friends described me as witty, jolly, assertive, ambitious and etc., at first I just ignore those compliments because, I don't want to describe as being vainglorious in front of them. And when regards to my personality, as being a gay was a big issue. There were lots of circumstances happened that I always ask myself, Why am I like this? Why are this happening to me? Who am I supposed to be? Even though these questions don't have answers at all, I'm still striving myself to find those answers, and living my life to the fullest.

As all were expecting I had a happy family, but there were still times that minor and major conflicts arisen.

Like my father, he was an alcoholic before and I always got frightened on him to that cause in no time he'll just hit me, with or without any valid reason. There were times that I was playing outside with my friends and he just hit me and that was embarrassing on my concern to the point that all of my neighbors saw what was happened. Actually at that time I officially admit to myself that I'm not pleasant for my father's sight.

Another one was when my mother had a serious disease, it has been a month before she recovered from it. I though it was her end, and thank God I was wrong.

And when I was in high school, my father was caught in an serious accident while he was riding on his motorcycle along his way home from work, and because of that he had a major complication in his Urinary System. And he got major operations and he took him a year to recovered from that tragedy. That was the turning point of my life that I realized that I do really love my father, even though he was always drunk and always have that FALSE BELIEF about myself as being a gay, that I have no good things done in my life. That was the moment that God did something good change in my life. I got involved in Sunday school and realized that I have s Savior an Friend. That from the very start I was walking along my path, He was together with me, from the time of despair He was with me. Then I brought my siblings together with me in church every Sunday, then next my mother and lastly my father.

Now, I'm one of the blessed scholar of our church, currently a Sunday school teacher of our Sunday school ministry, and a proud! Worship Leader of our music ministry. It was a total change in my family. My family are now always in church every Sunday, and it was the most precious gift from God, in spite of trials and conflicts within my family, were blessed that were still standing by Faith, Hope and LOVE. ^^

mcdo once more

happy anniversary ate macel at kuya buboy

so happy for you guys!!

stay inlove!! mhuaaah

prof. Rye UNCUT I

It's a beautiful week to start my practice teaching on my chosen field of specialization in my cooperating school (PARANG HIGH SCHOOL). It is just a dream to be in this school together with these prestige, effective, efficient, and competitive teachers that may help me to improve myself along my journey –to become a successful teacher someday J

Day #1

And let the battle begin

Was full of expectation for my COOPERATING TEACHER I was thinking if, will I be able to establish rapport with him? If, will I be able to do all of his instructions? All I know was I had to do MY BEST!

We had our first encounter with the head of the English Department “ma’am Super NICE” Ma’am Santos. It was so happen that Mr. Cena was not around the campus so she took the ORIENTATION. All the concerns were discussed very well by her until I was introduced to my COOPERATING TEACHER (Mr. Victor Rebusada) whom I thought that was so meticulous. But, later that I found that he is a great and very nice teacher to imitate.

Day #2

Real battle

Full of hope and excitement to teach. My R.T. gave me four sections to handle maybe for the rest of the remaining quarters. I took my first formal encounter with my students with my prepared lesson plan as my back up (actually I prepared two lesson plan just for incase of major revisions). After my demo Mr. Rebusada told my strengths and weaknesses as a beginner. I know that it is really a long way to run to attain his expectations still I am doing my very best to impress him.

Day #3

Go with the flow

This day was a big break for me because I was able to handle the advisory class of my R.T. I was really overwhelmed because he just left me inside of the room. Why? Because I realized that I already have his trust to handle them with flying colors. He also informed me that I will be the Emcee for the Eng-GLEE-sing.

Day #4

I will survive

I’m so happy for this day that I was able to handle my students without my R.T. at my back! I took all the responsibilities and made myself as their real-teacher. Good thing that all of them were really participative. Though I just noticed that some of my students found my lesson really hard.

I should have to make my lessons based on the new curriculum which I am not familiar with (Understanding by Design) that could cater their needs and all of their multiple intelligences.

Thanks for my R.T. for providing his materials  




Day #5
Thank God it's Friday
so much satisfied and fulfilled with thoughts by my R.T. 
he really do his part to help me out improving myself as his student teacher. I know that in this field everything should be kept organized and consistent so that everything will put into its own places. 
This week is such a laborious and tedious to think since I'am just starting to adjust myself with the new system.

so love eating

eating KIMCHI at Mr. Ramyun's restaurant

I always blame myself at the end of the day by gaining to much weight. No kidding! I just can't escape to crave every time I sit at the front of those delectable foods (whatever food it may be). Just like what happened last morning I woke up my on my bed. I start trying take Push-ups just to relieve myself from thinking that I really became FAT. Every hang-out with my friends is a real disaster for me because, I have to hide of my bellies every time I run, walk,and sit together with them. Most of them would say "an taba-taba mo na talaga rye!" and sometimes "ansikip naman ng damit mo!" only if they would know that it really kills me inside.

waiting for food

Having this figure is not a new thing for me, actually when I was in elementary I was one of those students who were really love to pinch on my face by my teachers and other school employees because were one of a kind "daw". My face, my butts, my bellies are all my assests to be liked by my teachers. But that was before! naaaah!!! I'm already in 4th year and having this figure is not marketable anymore :(

so much BUSOG

As the result, I N S E C U R I T Y (lacking self-confidence or assurance; "an insecure person lacking mental stability" )takes its place every day. It's not healthy to stuck myself on this kind of lifestyle. Am I really lacking of confidence? Y E S !!! And I should have to do something on it. I read a book about healthy lifestyle and it is indicated there that I shouldn't take much food during dinner etc., what does it mean? Will it cure my insecurity???


HELP!

THRILLER

usually during November 01 we tend to visit our relatives and friends who died.

but together with my friends it seems that we come up with something different that we used to so during this special occasions.

me together  with my church mates went to the place that we like to spend our get together.

thank to: ate krixa

ate nikki

ate delia

ate grace and to

ate michelle

i love you all