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How did I spend my 1st day of the year?

At the struck of 12 midnight. I was outside our house comfortable our 5 dogs. 1 was barking furiously at our neighbor who was setting up their fireworks. 2 wants to be cuddled. 1 got lost for a while, maybe she was hiding or something, she wouldn’t tell me. While the other 1 was just sitting keeping an eye on me. These dogs were not used to fireworks. That’s how I greeted my new year. Then off to some FB readings, blog posts and a very meaningful FB chat with a friend who I recently got to know better. It was a nice chat indeed, one that I could tag as a quality conversation. Off to bed hungry. Woke up and checked our dogs. Then cooked Carbonara, I even forgot how to cook it. I thought it was an epic fail one, it turned out to be okay in the end. I still have the edge in cooking after sometime of not being in the kitchen for so long. Hehe… Anyways… Then off to my first out of town on the first day of the year. Some would say that this is not good, why would it be? Because my year would be filled with spending and traveling? Hmmpp… In a way, I like to travel. And besides, it is my beloved bro who paid for my fare going here. Hehe… And yeah, traveling is fun. I might do it again in 3 weeks time. Wanna join?

I don’t have any resolution in mind. I just wish for a blessed 2012 for me, my family, my career, friends and for the country. Nothing big for myself. Planned on saving more. Yet planned on traveling to other places as well. Hehe… HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!

Despite the tragedy that befallen to my beloved city, there are more things to be thankful for.

At the beginning of the year 2011, I made a commitment to myself to count the text messages I received and sent within the year since my phone has a text counter. So the end has finally come. For the record, I have 26, 422 messages sent and 29, 535 messages received. That’s a lot! And yeah, I subscribe to text promos so its less cheaper than the number of texts. Commitment done.

As planned, I went to Kiara for their year-end youth camp. I was suppose to go there with friends. But something happened. I was hesitant to go there since I have tasked to do here at home with the things that we were doing. Yet, it was as if, all else conspired for me to go there and nature cooperated and pave my way. Anyway. I was expecting to be super busy since its the same camp that I organize annually. But I was not. I didn’t have a fix role, didn’t even have a task to do. More like an overseer or a ‘can-I-do-this-for-you’ task person. I didn’t know my purpose in coming to the camp. I volunteered to do some activities, helped them, helped anyone in any way. All along the camp, I got to know a person who I also am teaching in little ways about the trade and the ways and quirks of being a staff. Somehow, I had imparted to him bits of what I learned and realized. Maybe that was it. Maybe that was the purpose. It was nice knowing him more. Amazingly, we were somewhat alike in many ways. I’m glad he met someone who understands him so much and doesn’t tag him as a loner, emo and weird. The conversations we had were all with meaning and realizations. I enjoyed star gazing and counting falling stars with him though. The camp ended with a happy note. Seeing the smiles of the campers are priceless and precious. What a way to end the year.

I was suppose to blog the things that were happening in our city before Christmas time, but I got lazy. Without much further delay, here it is.

As you may all have known, our city was devastated due to the flood and other effects the typhoon Sendong brought. I was so asleep the night of December 16 that I didn’t even bother to move to another bed as my Kuya suggested because the room I am sleeping in is directly under a big branch of a mango tree beside our house. He was worried that the strong wind would break the branch and hit our roof directly above me. I was so exhausted from our week-long school Christmas program, practices and party that I didn’t mind the strong wind and humdrums of signal number 2. I was awaken at 1am when my Kuya woke me and discovered that electricity was out. Then I went back to sleep, didn’t even bother to dodge. At 3am, I was awaken by a call for help by a friend who was so worried with his younger bro. I don’t have any idea what was happening with the city that time because we don’t have a radio or a cellphone with radio, so we were really out of touch with the world. I woke up at 5am and tried as I may to contact my friend knowing that she would be wandering to places by that time. At 9am, I received a distress text about a close friend whose family was severely affected by the flood. Then my parents called. It dawned on me that part of the city was flooded. Knowing that a close family friend from Balulang was affected, I wanted to help but I didn’t know what to do immediately. I was so helpless at that time. I could only look at them wit mercy, no words uttered even. For sure, with everything that they have been through, no words could ever suffice or ease the fear they felt. The days after were of tending to the flood victims. The smiles they give are priceless, the mud-covered hands they reach were evidence of the event that survived. I planned on cleaning my room and my closet for the holidays, but it didn’t happen. Sadly though, me and my friends planned to go to Kiara for the break yet it didn’t happen also. Yet, my friends’ situation was understandable.