scrap thoughts
What I wanted to do is to lie down in the middle of a vast field under a starry heaven. Alone.
Many things have been bothering me now that the sem nears its end. Choices must be made. I have to find a way to clear things between us or else, I would have to prepare myself for emotional suffering in the next two semesters. This will not be an easy week for all of us, I believe; nevertheless, we’re still here.
I know God will make a way. He never fails to understand.
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I’ve been in a wave of amnesia these past few days and journaling has been a great part of my daily routine.
Our World Literature class is going to hold a play this coming March 8 and 9 at Finster Hall. It is my first time to experienc being involved in a production such as this and I tell you, I am a professional amateur. But, I am proud to say that my classmates, Kuya Elton and Kuya Gem (who were not enrolled in the subject) have been diligently devoting their time just to make the play possible. Throughout all the experiences that we have had, I know that our tears, sacrifices, blood and sweat will call for more but I believe that nothing is impossible with God. All this time, the reason that I am still surviving is because of Him and no one else. I am very happy that God is all that I need to survive this life.
To all those who are in the play:
WE ARE NOTHING BUT WITH GOD< WE CAN BE ANYTHING..
guys,we are just starting. The greatest challenge is yet to come but let us endure every rough road that comes. It would not be forever. I believe in all of us. Let us do this for God’s glory.
cheerio,
millie-chan
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empty..
all that is between me is the vast horizon above and the dark green grass under my soles. What was I thinking? Even if I would wait for him until dawn, I know he won’t come because he already has a place to belong while I am still trying to fit myself in his world. Whenever there is a gap in a second, I would gladly trade it for a glimpse of him, even if it would be just his back.
He knows when a dog is a happy or when it feels crying..he knows how to sound like them and emphatize with them, as if he knew a dog’s nature as a part of himself. When he touch it, there is a thread of belongingness, some sort of common love. Sighs are what I can only create out of my thoughts. I feel that my breath has been thrown out of my soul and my light is slowly fading away.
Just once is enough. Only a day, a sunset perhaps can complete a life I had gone through and if that time comes, I would always reminisce it and remember how close he was with me. Though he may depart… I would be reminded by a bark or a whine or a furry nuzzle.
His presence is more than enough. I hope that he feels it, too whenever a puppy will cry.
Uncategorized | Comment (0)my first scrap
these are my thoughts..
october 16..(hindi naman po ako masyadong madrama…ang sarap lang sa pakiramdam ang maglabas ng nararamdaman.)
eto po ako.
I’m not a perfect writer pero I’m happy because God mde my left hand creative and sentimental eniugh to write.
To start with..
I just want to send a prayer to all who is out there..
..to all who laughs
that they may find a lasting memory to kee their happy moments.
..to all who grieves
that they may be relieved of the pains that torments their hearts and find peace.
..to all who loves
that they may continue to do so and share it to all that their lives can reach.
..to all who is out there, whoever you are, what ever struggles you have been through, whatever experiences came to you,wherever you are heading…
i am folding my hands in prayer.
"Commit your way to the Lord, trust also in Him, and He shall bring it to pass." Psalm 37:5
Prayer is a direct link to peace of mind and perspective. It reminds us of who we are.
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