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I love CMLI

Memorable
  A word with a deep meaning
  A word to describe a special event
  and a word which always make me think of  that special event

      Memorable is the word for me to describe my CMLI experience, this year. I know we should be writing about our semestral break, instead I like to give emphasis to this once a year experience which implanted a special part inside my heart.
     I never felt this way, last year, when I first joined CMLI. But this year, is so different from last year.
New memories. New friends. Hell-of-a-fun activities, Boyhunting and craziest and wackiest embarrassing moments and laugh-trips. All of these happened in one week. And in one week we get to enjoy the company of my fellow Aquinians and students from other schools.
   The first meeting of commission discussions, I was a total nervous wreck. I mean come on, all of my friends have a buddy Aquinian while I'm left with none. Then, this spritely and friendly girl approached me and gave me her sweetest smile and said hi. All of my fear died down.
   The CMLI adventure thought me different stuffs and it paved way for me to improve myself. The activities are full of informative lessons which we can relate and apply to our everyday life.Before, I never was the chatter-box, an active participant or someone who can easily socialize and make friends. CMLI totally change me to be the best of who I am.
   I miss all the people I've met. Especially, my comm mates. One week is not enough for me to get to know and to be with them. I want our friendship to continually grow and get to know them even better. Thanks to the social networking sites and different forms of communication, atleast I can still be in touch with them. But until today, I still get the CMLI hangover. Its easy to miss something valuable in our life.
I thank everyone that made my 2nd year in joining CMLI the BEST.
   For those who are graduating, thank you for all the memories and I promise I will keep them til my last breath.I also hope our paths will meet again. And to those who are coming back next year, can't wait to see you guys!

   I am a CMLI'er and I MOVE IN REAL LIFE

A writer

          I am the creator of the enchanting world of Narnia. The antagonist of the adventurous life of Percy Jackson. The beautiful and artistic chef Summer Lindon and the conqueror of the once peaceful land of Coventry.
          I plan, judge and give orders to those I create. I make beautiful, overwhelming and tragic tales for my children. I can be a cunning witch to persuade and hypnotize anyone's mind.A sphinx to challenge those to think deeper and find the absolute meaning. Or I can be Hermes to deliver messages and news to my fellow gods.
         I can command and give orders to my kinsmen. Make the impossible to possible. Turn evil to good. Correct what is right from wrong. And turn the imaginary and fictitious stories  inside our head come true.
    No one can have a greater power than I have. Anything can happen. Only my quill, ink, paper and visionary sight, can a good story be made.

Let Go

Its hard to let go of something you really love to do for a long time. It felt like a part of your life has been taken away forever and not letting it get back. This is how the JC-NeB's  batch 2011 felt last October 27, 2012. Renewing their vows and passing on the duties and responsibilities to the new batch of JC-NEB's.
  Truly, CMLI has been a part of me for the past 2 years. It became my third home, it helped me to develop my skills, meet new friends and discover one's self. I can not imagine leaving the place and not coming back with my batch mates. 
  But this is reality. Next year I'll be leaving the place many love  for the past 54 years

To write

How can good writers make short and simple sentences but full of productive and deeper meaning.Making  anyone, like bees, attract to read it. Words that can make anyone adore and applaud it. Like a delectable cake being treasured, lingered and adored. Or a flowing gown stitched and designed.  Revealing its utmost and breath taking beauty. Simple words creating desperate hope, love, prickling lessons and tragic images. Implanting it to the readers mind. 

     Great writers are the geniuses of our time. Not just today but for the past millennium.For them anyhing can be made possible. Anything can come true. Nothing is impossible. Because everything is in their hands and ready to be written.

Dark

In our modern time, influences can easily succumb and penetrate a poor soul. Time changes. And so does a man. Life is such a disarray of colors and fading light. No hope. Just words of promises and forgotten acts.

Blame

Like any other citizens of this gruesome and failing world, our citizens are not excluded to the 

long line of list. For once, can we not see our tiresome attitudes and as hell as a pompous ass 

way of life? Blame it to the government. Blame it to the politicians. Blame it to the rich. Blame. 

Blame. Blame.

damn. Can we not use our long and perfectly formed hands to 

succeed?

God-You give meaning to our lives

In our discussion earlier, who gives meaning to our lives. Me and my groupmate Angel picked friends and families but one of my groupmate picked God. Why? Because God can be our friend and our family.

   Mostly today, some children or even grown-ups are being abandoned by their friends or family. But God will always be there right beside us. He is always with us, specially in our most painful and crucial times. 

   We often forget about God or we will only pray if we ask for something. Take note, without God our world would not be what it is today. We will be nothing without Him. Our lives will be empty and no meaning.
   God loves us and let us give time for Him. Just like how he is full of time for us.

A life

Do you believe in the life after death? Or are you afraid to die?

    Before, I was afraid to die. To meet my ending and my last breathe here on Earth. Why? Because I did not know, what lies ahead in the after life. I did not know of what will I see in the after life. Will it be just like in the Bible stories? Or our life here on earth will be our last?

     When I was a kid meeting my death was a joyous thing for me because I would see heaven, Jesus Christ and angels. But as I grow up, my mind begun to open and realize the truth. I began to be curious and questionable in the life after our stay here in this world.

    My doubt, questions and fear was answered. It was answered through this story our religion teacher told us. A man named Stanley (sorry I forgot his surname) was brought back from the dead after 24 hours. The doctors were so amazed by how his body would stay warm despite the fact he was announced to be dead.

             Based on Stanley, he saw his family weeping beside his dead body. Suddenly, a strong force like a wind carried him to a door. It was the portal to heaven. It opened by itself and revealed a man. With him is the Book of Life, where all the records of people who died are listed. When he searched for Stanley’s name, his name was not listed. It means it is still not his time to die.

             But before he left, a powerpoint of his life was viewed. It showed him the good and bad things he had done on Earth. If his life was to be waited, the Bad will outrun the Good. If it was not his time, there is a great possibility he will end up in hell.

           Based on our discussion, hell is only for the fallen angels. It was formed when Lucifer defied God to bow down to men. Because we are considered low. But why do sometimes we end up in hell? It is because we fall from sin and temptation.

         In every sin and darkness, there is always hope. Hope for us to make our wrong doings from right. During our stay here on Earth, let us live a life of goodness and meaning. God never told us our due date or when we will die. Because if we know our due date we will live our last year in goodness and the rest in sin.

     Let us make all of our years here on Earth meaningful. Let us believe, there is a life after death. There is a life out there, waiting for us. Our life in the next stage is a transition of our life here on Earth. But merrier and better

Hey! Im a teenager

Highschool life is the most blissful and funniest time of our life. We make friends, create

memories , join different events, try new and exciting hobbies, fall in love, get hurt and

stand-up again.

We are teenagers. We tend to change.

We tend to try new things and explore one's self.

We try to rebel and feel unloved.

But as we grow, our mind broadens.We can change and make our wrong doings from right.

We can choose either to do good or do the latter.

My pen passion

Writing has been my passion and hobby. It cools me down and lets me travel to other places. Through words I can tell whatever my mind contains. Whether it is about an experience, an imagination or my emotions. My life and achievements are mostly written down

Dreams, dreams, dreams

             I was listening to the song Dream by Miley Cyrus when I came up with this blog.

Dreams are imaginative products produced by our brain as we sleep. It makes us fantasize or imagine impossible situations. Like going to school with Harry Potter , flying hand in hand with Peter Pan or visiting the adventurous world of Narnia. Dreams can also be our goals or let’s say “mga pangarap”. It gives us a mental or vivid picture of someone, a career, a future or our goal in life.

       Dreaming has been my hobby since I was a kid. I know, it sounds weird. But it makes me imagine of possibilities in my life to come true. Specially after watching a movie. I would always depict myself as the main character in the story. Mostly, I would think about being a princess, living in a fairytale castle and marrying a handsome prince.

    As years passed by, I began to mature and today I am a teenager. Based on experiences, teenagers try to change. Yes, I changed. I changed from this adorable little girl to this witty teenager. But dreaming has always stayed a part of me. It is like another part of me that can never be taken away.

     Instead of fairytales and princesses, I dreamed of my future career, a revised version of me or about someone. A guy I never expected myself to stare at .Watching every move he made or memorising every detail of his charming face. It was as if my eyes are glued to his angelic face and your heart is beating 10x times stronger than it normally would.

    I dreamed of many things. I always kept it inside my head. But from now on, I am writing it down. I’m not afraid if anyone reads it because through my writing I can express whatever thought I have in mind and it shows who I really am.

    Dreams can be our strength. Our basis of what we want to be. It may not come out as perfect as what we expect it to be. But we can always make the impossible to a possible.

BESTFRIENDS FOREVER

“Good morning Besie :”D I miss you.Take care always. Ily. Mwuah. Come and visit me sometimes” and “Bessy! Wake up , wake up! C u later. Ciao!”

     These 2 are messages I always received everyday. Messages that brightens my day and plasters a smile on my sleepy face. Messages that reminds me of my past. And messages that came from 2 important persons in my life. It came from my 2 bestfriends. My oldest and closest to a sister. My angels, my guiders and my protectors.

     They are both energetic, humorous, affectionate and faithful. With them I can be myself, not the studious or geeky Winona, just plain old me. With them I can tell whatever I want, jump up and down til my feet ache, yell and laugh as if there is no tomorrow, commit crazy and hilarious stuffs, stalk cute and charming boys, walk hand in hand wherever our feet drags us and share secrets only the three of us can know.

     Without them, I would never feel the true meaning of Best friends FOREVER. Forever is such a long time. And that is how our friendship will last. Infinite. Endless. Immeasurable.

     As time passed, we chose different schools.(except with one of my best friend).  I made friends and so did they. I met elites, geniuses, jokers, and pranksters. But none of them surpassed the passionate love and friendship my best friends did. During these days, I longed for their presence. I missed their sweet smiles, their nonstop talks and their comforting hug.

      We three are different. But together we are united. We share our grief and happiness, our failures and accomplishments, and our hardships and success . We are tied by an unbreakable and genuine bond. A bond that is hard as steel, a bond that is infinite just like our friendship is and a bond that is made of pure gold. Genuine and delicate.

          I thank God for letting me sit with these 2 different girls. 2 Girls I’ve met and changed my life. Girls that made me feel true and whole. And 2 girls that are irreplaceable. We chose different paths, diff erent schools, different lives and different environment. But not our FRIENDSHIP.