Action Plan of My Life

     Children, the most important creation of God. They are the ones whom we consider our future, our life. Together, they make up a community, a family-with a mother and a father.

     Physically, I am definitely sure that I have a solid family. Consisting of a father, a mother, and siblings. But, how about mentally? emotionally? or socially? The truth is, I really don't know, whether it is solid or ... not. Yet, I am doing the things I know, will give a lot of help in uniting this family of mine.

     I think, I'm the one in our family who is the most aware in this modern life. Considering the fact that I'm the eldest sibling, the only daughter, the high school student and has the most number of mission to do in life. Aside from the duties and responsibilities that my parents are expecting me to finish, I have my own. Even though I need to use a 'multi-tasking' technique to finish them as soon as possible, I don't care if I get tired of what I'm doing. I just keep on going and going until I accomplish all these, which is impossible because for me, my obligation in my family is up to my last breath.

     Not having a high pride but, I believe that I'm a responsible and disciplined individual. Maybe not that much but just fine and normal, like the other independent persons out there. People might judge me the opposite around because of my lazy doings, however, I can prove them wrong.

     Here are some of my chores at home my parents expect me to do: fix my bed everyday; maintain the cleanliness of my room; clean the house, that includes sweeping the floor, wiping table tops and washing the dishes; and help in our store. I really... really need to do these because I'm the only one my mom is expecting to finish these chores. Cause, if I'm going to wait for my younger brother to help me, it may take years, or even centuries to get these things done. And, she always tells me this mind-grueling line: "Wala ng ibang magtutulungan at  gagawa niyan kundi tayong dalawa." So, it leaves me no choice but to do it.

     And here are some characteristics which I want to continue and develop without the command and reminder of anybody: be obedient, patient, responsible, disciplined, honest, humble, respectful, faithful, a positive thinker, and all the other good deeds parents want to have for their children.

     Now, here's my own mission: to be the best friend that my friends/schoolmates/classmates could have; to be the most excellent and coolest sibling of my younger brother; to become the one-and-only greatest and (not to mention) most "beautiful" blessing of my parents; and, to become the best ME of myself.

     I do hope that these duties and responsibilities will construct a solid family. I believe, and will never lose hope, to accomplish the "Action Plan of My Life".

     Oh, and by the way... I don't want to be all that 'nerdy' or 'super disciplined' kind of person. Just to remind you, I'm still an ordinary fourteen-year-old teenager. And just so you know, I do all sorts of mischievous stuffs, too. :>

Meet...my Tatay.

"That is the thankless position of the father in the family-the provider for all, 

and the enemy of all."
~ August Strindberg

     It's true. I am experiencing it right now. What ever I do or wanted to do, my father always contradict everything. Even though I know that being jealous is a sin, I always feel that way to my younger brother because most of the time, it's always me whom he easily get mad at. And since he is like that, there comes a time that I would think of wrong things.

     I often get annoyed whenever he says "Ano yun?" when I'm talking to someone, whereas he is not involved in the discussion. Will you feel the same way too? or will you not?  Considering that he happens to do it All the Time. I know in myself that I am full of patience but this really keeps on bothering me, a lot.

     So I decided to run into my mother, (who else can I run to?) asked for her opinions and advices. My decision was a super, duper, great idea! I knew she would be a big help. My mother explained to me everything. From being a short-tempered dad, up to those unnecessary little things that I notice at him. 

     According to my mom, my father doesn't stop disagreeing with us, me and my sibling. This is because he cares for us. He is concerned for our safety. In school, at our friend's place, or even just outside our house. To make it easier, he loves us.

     
     And that's it. My 'thinking of wrong things' is over. Now I realized I was wrong, getting mad to your pop? Really wrong. He who attends meetings at school, who gives his time and effort just to come with me and help in our Brigada yearly, who accompanies me to school whenever our service is not around, he who taught me different kinds of sports like basketball, chess, badminton, volleyball, billiard, etc., especially Table Tennis, where he coached and trained me until I grabbed the champion. He's a cool and awesome father. I'm happy and thankful at the same time.

     I'm glad to have a father like my dad. 

Happy Father's Day, Tatay!

Junior Year..

It was my first week of being a third year high school. At first, I really couldn't believe that I'm actually a junior now. It didn't feel like it was a new school year at all, being with my two best pals, Nica, III-N, and Michael, III-H. They are the ones who sacrifice their time just to wait for me during recess, lunch, and even after school hours. I'm glad to have them as my best friends.

June 6, first day of classes, I was expecting to have a different environment, different from the section were I was before. I'm still a little bit depressed knowing that I fell down just because of my carelessness and irresponsibility. I miss my II-Nitrogen classmates. Our 'biruan', 'tawanan', 'kulitan', and many more... But on the bright side, I met new friends in my present section-Fluorine. Friends that I hope, after ten months of being room mates, would even get stronger.

I was getting the hang of the week but suddenly, due to climate change and me, being nocturnal, my body got weak. Even though I did not get a fever, my body was so painful and I had a headache. I stayed at the clinic for about three to four hours. I may had a bad day but still it had a good outcome, there I met a sophomore.

I know I can make this junior year a successful one. As long as I have the support of my parents, friends, classmates and teachers, I believe I can do this! Aja!