overload weekend

I couldn’t take of my creative juices, so I pushed for doing the tarpaulin for the college’s Christmas celebration. This time the celebration is with a twist. The concept is to invite less fortunate children from other schools and share with them the way we do Christmas party. We intend to give them gifts, have them for some dining, and make them enjoy fun games. The idea is to have the program set especially for them. We call it iSHARE-A-LIFE, where the I is written in small caps to symbolize humility. It’s I decentralized to become compassionate and caring about others. Through this we intend our own students to become generous to others and think less of themselves.

Here’s the tarp I conceptualized, got photographer for and laid/lain out, myself.











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I guess I really, really miss Manila. After my work out, I went to beans and pages to satisfy my tuna turnover and chamomile tea cravings. Sadly, I just got the turnover, and settled for a blueberry tea, which isn’t bad after all.

I stayed there for like an hour, looking over the papers I planned to check. Instead of sifting through the grammars error and all, I took my phone and got myself some snapshots. Well, the lighting was obviously perfect.


Then I got my bill, thinking about going home already. Unfortunately the barista doesn’t have any change for my bill. So I waited. More snapshots. More glancing through the papers. When I can’t wait any longer, I just order an iced cold Americano topped with whipped cream.

As I walked out of the café, I imagined I got myself a coffee from starbucks and was walking through the streets of Manila, only the light was dimmer and there were no high-rise building in sight. Walking though, made my night complete.

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I made someone terribly mad at me last Friday. Come Saturday before I worked out, I went to the flower shop and bought a bouquet of fresh roses then handed it over to her. It was the simplest yet sweetest thing I ever did for someone I made mad.

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For this Sunday’s fourth service, I was invited to panel on the topic about gifts. Since I was an achiever according to the organizers, they invited me to do so. It was like a short interview cum testimony of my experience as a student. At first I was very hesitant, but knowing I could share some experience to other people, I nonetheless grabbed the opportunity.

The bad side was I wasn’t able to buy the dress I want to wear for it, though I didn’t look bad with what I wore. The good side was I was able to control myself from being impulsive again. After all, it wasn’t supposed to be about me.

During the interview, I was glad I was able to answer the questions well. Of course, I charged it to my experiences. It’s really easy to speak out of your own experiences and the lesson you yourself extracted from the experience. So, there I spoke straight from the heart, without failing to give honor and glory to where it is due.

I am really thankful and blessed for this opportunity. Who knows, next time I’d be the one sharing.