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Six hour long bus rides, breathtakingly infinite azures, vast skyward fields, food intake more than usual, flourishing light-bulb moments, contagious high-spirits, heartwarming sparks of inspiration, endearing spiritual reawakenings, and one surprisingly beautiful family ; with so much that happened in three days, here is an attempt to at least sum up the experience one could not easily fail to remember.

It has been our school’s tradition to orchestrate spiritual retreats for the graduating batch of each school year; knowing that this would be our last retreat in high school, the school made sure that it would be one for the books. Our Spiritual Retreat was from November 8 to November 10 at Don Bosco Batulao in Nasugbu, Batangas. My section, Boscariol, was the first to go. It was sort of nice to have known nothing about what would happen and just letting everything surprise us along the way.

Prior to the retreat house, our last stop was at a vineyard resort, Twin Lakes, Tagaytay, where the most beautiful Starbucks of the Philippines is located. We were told we’re to stop for snacks, but it mostly became for photo-taking purposes because of its ig-worthy aesthetic and refreshing view overseeing the clear blue waters of Taal Lake and the picturesque cone of Taal Volcano. 

Wherever you look, it was picture perfect. We took a lot of photos in every corner of the place because honestly, anywhere you look looked nice in the camera. (sulitin na rin yung freshness ng wind)

Arriving at around 11 am in Don Bosco Batulao, first thing we did was have lunch. Upon finishing, we had a few minutes to go around the place and take numerous photos. We waited until 1 pm to get into our dormitory and get dressed for the hike to Mt. Talamitam. 

Mt. Talamitam is 630 meters above sea level (MASL) and has a 60-degree trail before the peak, which mountaineers would describe as an “easy” hike for beginners. (where is the lie) It was my first time to go hiking and there was definitely nothing easy about it. We trekked in groups and I was part of the last one.

PULCHRITUDE. We were walking and climbing for so long I forgot I was already far up. My legs were aching and I was so tired and covered with sweat already when we reached the first stop. As I sat down and had a few sips of fresh coconut juice, I looked up and it was the first time I was able to take in the view. It was nothing I’ve ever seen before, all adjectives synonymous to beautiful was all I could ever think of that moment. I was focused too much on how exhausted I was that I forgot to look behind me and truly see how stunning of a sight it was.

With no time to waste, we left our beloved ‘buko station’ and continued our hike to the summit. There was still a long way to go and I had to stop multiple times because my legs were so close to giving up on me, I was so close to giving up on me, too. I was no athlete, and I definitely do not categorize in the physically fit so it was a lot more challenging for me; I have never been this tired in my life (if I were, maybe it was an awfully long time ago lol).

Almost falling, tripping myself, and slipping was inevitably myriad. I could not count how many times I felt like I was going to die (an exaggeration). As soon as we were close to the summit, the elevation of the terrain was insane. It looked almost like a 90 degree, I literally had to use my hands to climb and hold onto the rocks. 

KAYA KO ‘TO. Finally reaching the summit was the cherry on top; gusts of wind were slapping you back and forth, the scorching heat of the sun striking you just right above your head, and the surreal 360 view of Batangas drawing you into its beauty; there was so much to take in. I never would have thought I would make it but I guess all it took was a little believing in yourself.

The minute I reached the summit, all the tiredness, pain, fatigue--gone! I instantly forgot about how difficult it was to reach that altitude once I saw what a beauty it was that awaited. The journey back down was twice as hard, but thanks to a few good hands, I was able to survive. 

As I was covered with sweat and dirt sitting in the bus looking through the window, realizations started coming. We were on our way back to the retreat house and I started thinking about what happened for the past six hours of my life--I was able to climb a mountain. It was one of those things I thought I could have never done, yet I had. 

The day after, we had sessions the whole day. I couldn’t take photos because we surrendered our gadgets. The sessions were filled with games that broke the ice, activities that brought out the creative in you, stories that would move you, and song lyrics that fit so well it hit straight you through the heart. 

PURPOSE. The whole retreat circled around one theme: vocation--discovering your mission in life and finding out where God comes in in that mission. It was about finding yourself and becoming the best version of it; lighting yourself up and sharing that light to others as well.

I could go on and on about how much of a good time I had during all our sessions, but the one thing that became the highlight of the retreat was the night where we went through a prayer labyrinth. 

There was a storm that night; it was so cold, it was raining, and the wind blew so hard that it actually helped set the mood. I had so much untouched thoughts stuck in my mind I started digging them during that night that it made me feel uneasy; I thought of all the awful things I’ve done to my family, to my friends, to others, and to myself, that I grew a little emotional.

All that was in my head was that I wanted to be better, I wanted to restart; I wanted another chance to live a good life, a better life. As I walked throughout the labyrinth, I prayed and surrendered everything: pain, resentment, guilt. I let it go all at once.

I never expected to feel a sense of comfort by just letting everything go. I felt so close to Him, I felt Him hugging me, telling me that everything will be alright. My heart felt a little lighter, a little happier. It was as if I was a child again, getting tucked in by a parent, being assured that when I wake up, all will be well, that there was nothing else to worry about, that everything will be okay.

We concluded our retreat with a mass. We wrote our own mission statements during our past sessions and these were what we offered to the Lord. My heart was in a pleasant bliss; I hugged all of my classmates and felt nothing but genuine love for them, for Him. 

The three-day-retreat in Batangas was not only an experience but a blessing I never thought could create a huge impact. It allowed me to do what I thought was impossible for me to do, it made me appreciate how beautiful and different each individual is, it granted me another chance to redeem myself to others, to the Lord, and to myself, and it made me realize that I have a purpose bigger than I am. 

LIGHT UP. Not everyone gets the chance to experience something that would change how you would see life. It made me look at life in a different perspective. I saw sparks of light and hints of darkness creating starlight and slivers of hope--that even in the gloomiest, even in the blur, you’ll find your way back.

It was just like climbing your way to the highest mountains: some paths may be easy to pass, some may be rocky, some may have the steepest slopes, and some may be a little slippery, but eventually, you’ll get there. The closer you are, the harder it gets, so don’t let it be the reason for you to stop then and there.

There’s a hundred thousand more things I could share about this experience, but it would be too much of a long post. Words aren’t enough to express how inexplicably euphoric it was spending three days in that place with no one but your classmates, your family, and Him to spend with. 

I went home with nothing but a smile stapled to my face, boxes of pasalubong in hand, and a hundred dozen blessings to share.

(credits to the owners of some of the photos)

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school, socializing, cet’s & all those that lie in between

my last year in high school started two weeks ago and it hasn’t really been a breeze for me. i am still in the process of getting used to the new things the school year has come with. i’ve always had trouble with adjusting to change, but i do believe that given a little more time, i will learn to accept and embrace it fully. 

first week of school was dubbed as the senior high school department’s orientation week. it was a week dedicated to getting to know lower years. we were divided into groups and were tasked to stick with that group and play different games with them as a team; it was like a youth camp with point systems and flag capturing. i really wasn’t up for the idea in the beginning, but it turned out not as bad as i expected it to be. i’m really not a fan of events forcing people to socialize, but i guess the experience was indeed successful in helping the student body get to know each other. and it was actually quite nice making new friends in the process.

the school year has a lot in store for me and one of them is the approaching proximity of college entrance tests. along with being a pressured graduating student with expectations to meet, the inevitable anxiety of being able to pass cet’s have been getting the best of me. ever since the summer of taking review classes, its been dawning on me on how i’ll be able to balance trying to graduate, trying to study for entrance exams, and trying to keep up with my extra-curricular. my doubts have always been present and i do hope that i prove myself wrong again and hopefully become a howling success.

days have not always been particularly happy. sometimes i brood on the absence of my other friends and the pain of losing one. most nights i try to sleep as early as i can to escape the potential unhappiness of the darkness that awaits me, sometimes it helps, but most of the time it doesn’t at all. i hate being myself most days but i’ve been slowly trying not to dwell on my sadness. i’ve been trying to divert my attention by reading Harry Potter and enjoying the company of my friends at school. 

i’m quite unsure of how i’ll be able to survive yet another school year with all i’m about to face but i know that with my family and friends there to support me and with my faith that helps me keep going, i’ll be able to thrive. 

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In celebration of finishing our 10-day summer job for GARC (Global Alliance for Rabies Control), we went on a much-awaited trip to a resort within town to wrap-up and have fun for the last time with our colleagues. The day was filled with so much swimming, endless photo shoots, and infectious laughter. I will definitely miss how much fun we have whenever we all are together. What a way to kick off the month of May! ♡

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APRIL 2017. What have I been doing for the summer? It’s been a month now since school was out and I’ve been enjoying every single moment of it. I’m excited to express how absolutely animating the past month has been. Boring would not even be on the list of adjectives that would describe it. Since it’s already May, here’s a little summary of how April has been for me.

FAMILY. It’s been quite a while since we last ate out as a family. My parents are quite busy with work, and us, with school. But finally, finally, we got to hang out again. We had Easter Sunday lunch out which was always a tradition even when we were younger. We had ice cream after and had a bunch of stories to tell. We bonded over action and horror movies at home too. I definitely felt like a little girl again who had nothing to worry about. All was well.

FRIENDS. Of course, summer started out with a lot of catching up with friends. Kat and I always found time to hang out even before the school year ended, but we didn’t want to miss the chance of hanging out especially when it’s the summer and we had no school work to worry about. Aside from the endless kilig stories and silliness we shared, we were also productive enough to continue planning her much-awaited debut this September. 

I also got to spend the night with my main girls Darlene, Nica, and Pam (est. 2011) at Pam’s place. We bonded over Another Cinderella Story movies, ice cream, and endless conversations that kept us awake past midnight. Twenty-four hours of being with these girls will never be enough to make me not want to see them again. We still have a lot of catching up to do, maybe next time Anne and Da would be able to join to complete the gang. I actually vlogged about these days on my youtube. Watch them if you want to. ;-)

BIRTHDAY. If it’s April, then it also means it’s that time of the year again for my birthday! I turned seventeen this month and I blogged about it here. I haven’t had a proper celebration after that so I planned on treating some of my Bosco friends to lunch last Monday. I actually skipped work for them. It was supposed to be on a Saturday but I got sick so I rescheduled. Anyway, they actually gave me a little surprise, I bet it was one of Garces’ silly ideas again. We went to Yow’s house afterwards to watch a movie and bond over jokes and other shenanigans. Ye took over the vlog that day but I haven’t had the time to edit it. For some reason, I’m always preoccupied. I’ll find time for that soon.

WORK. My friend, Rina, offered me a summer job her aunt, Dra. Quizon, spearheaded. It was an alliance with GARC, DOH, and TPH (Tarlac Provincial Hospital). I accepted it right awaya when she asked. What else am I going to do at home, plus, I’ll get to earn from it. We were tasked to conduct interviews on households in selected barangays in the province. Of course, we had to have training before all else. It was quite challenging at first especially when you ask strangers to give you at least a few minutes of their time to answer a survey they know nothing of. 

There were those who were very welcoming and would insist you to sit and drink, but there were also people who refused to even open their doors. I learned a lot so far from my experience, it boosted my self-esteem and allowed me to improve my public speaking skills. It takes an amount of persuasion and charisma to make the person you speak to trust you and be comfortable with you. Work doesn’t really feel like work especially when you’re with such awesome company. Our team leaders, Ate Pau and Sir Aki were so nice and accommodating. They made our job feel less difficult than it was. The best thing is that I learn new things every single day. The learning never stops. 

ADVENTURE. Working outdoors means that there is always an adventure that awaits you. On the 27th of April, our team was assigned to visit Sta. Juliana in Capas, Tarlac to interview households from there. Sta. Juliana is located near Mount Pinatubo therefore it would definitely offer a scenic view for us to behold. After hours of work and meeting our quota, our team leaders called it a day. We went to the view deck foreseeing the green pastures of Capas and a picturesque view of the mountains. It was so beautiful we didn’t want to miss the chance of taking such lovely photos of the view. We took advantage of the time and place, it’s not everyday you get to different places for free. We’ll definitely be back for Mount Pinatubo, soon. 

Here’s to more spontaneous adventures and amazing company, May! ♡

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My seventeenth birthday was beautifully different compared to the sixteen birthdays I’ve had for the past years. It wasn’t celebrated with balloons and candles, nor was it celebrated with irrationally loud music and bottomless drinks–it was celebrated with an experience: an experience that is neither prestige nor glamorous, but is utterly heart warming and humbling.

My birthday was the same day as my official first day at work. (I’ve come across a nice summer job, which I will write about soon) I had to wake up at such an ungodly hour to get ready and not be late. Good thing I woke up to birthday greetings and silly photos of myself posted by the sweetest friends in the world. :-)

I’ve expected to spend the day outdoors under the scorching sun on my birthday long enough that I was actually prepared to tire myself on that day. My job being a fieldwork, we visited different barangays in our province to conduct surveys where we interview people from different households.

The first two barangays we visited, Mapalad and Sto. Niño, were close to being invisible in the maps. They were located at the edge of Tarlac, far from the capitol and away from the hustles and bustles of the city. It was a long and slightly bumpy ride getting there, we almost even got lost, but after several attempts of asking strangers for directions, we finally found Mapalad, a village almost hidden from civilization. 

When we got there, there was literally no one in their barangay hall, nor in their basketball court, goats were the only one’s wandering around the place. Eventually, we found one of their hard-working kagawads who helped us in rounding their village.

As I was asking and carrying conversations with the people from there, I realized how extremely nice they all were. They were so pure in heart. In every house I visited, no matter how small and lacking of furniture, I always felt welcomed. The people there were so kind that my heart was filled with warmth. They were so generous despite how little they had. There was no trace of selfishness nor mistrust. 

The villagers only lived off of harvest to survive yet they still had much hope and optimism in them. I even heard a couple of them saying that their place, Mapalad /adj. blessed, lucky/, described them, the people who lived there.

In Sto. Niño, the people were as nice. They showed so much willingness in helping and offering us a pleasant stay in their village. I even shared the same birthday as their barangay captain. Everyone from their place was invited to his celebration, even us, his visitors, were fed with the birthday staple, pancit. It’s incredible how everyone knows everyone in their village, which is really quite rare if you lived in the city.

I would have never known places like these existed and I’m genuinely grateful that all these happened on my birthday. I’ve learned so much and discovered things I wouldn’t have known if I were just at home laying in bed.

I got home at around 5:00 p.m. that day. I was exhausted and sweaty and was a shade darker. My legs were aching from hours of walking wide pastures and rough tracks. All I wanted to do that time was take a cold shower, eat, and lay in bed. But before I could do all that, I received a message from this lovely cheese-ball, Kat. 

Surprise, surprise! They didn’t forget my birthday after all. I have no words for how much love and appreciation I felt from the words my beautiful friends uttered. So much cheese. I love it. 

I’ve never been surprised even once for my birthday so this was a first. If you’re reading this, thank you, Kat and Ye. You guys made my birthday a hundred times better than the other birthdays I had. I love youuuu.

Turning Seventeen may have been spent with hours of non-stop walking under the heat of April in the midst of work, but I still enjoyed every second of it. It helped me realize that no material gift would compare to the amount of grace and enlightenment I received that day. Meeting different people and learning about life through their eyes was absolutely inspiring. It was a birthday filled with nothing but pure bliss. 

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unuttered scribbles & thank you’s

you are the gleam of light from the sun’s rays that casually reflects in the mirror. you have done nothing but turn my rather stressful days in school a lot easier to thrive. your mere presence makes the load a little less heavier. i’m sorry if i seem to be a horrible person who bursts your bubble sometimes, i still love you. i’m so grateful for your friendship, you have been nothing but a kindhearted, trustworthy, and generous person to me. i really don’t want you to leave, but i understand that you have dreams yet to fulfill. i want you to know that i’d be more than glad to be one of those who’d be happiest to see you become an amazing pilot. you are the gleam of light from the sun’s rays that reflects in the mirror. you radiate all the good things in this world and let everyone witness it. don’t let that light burn out, my friend. 

you are winter and spring combined constantly reminding me of blossoms in the rain. you may not be the happiest nor the most cheerful person I know but you still manage to be of one, when i am. i’ve only been close to you for a while but you’ve always been supportive of me. you always remind me of how beautiful, how wonderful, how proud you are of me. i am genuinely thankful. you are snow and spring combined constantly reminding me of blossoms in my rain. there may be cold nights and dark storms that come your way, but know that i’d be willing to also be the blossom in your rain. i guess some unicorns exist to vomit rainbows, allow me to be that unicorn.

you are a gem in this world filled with too many rocks. for only a couple of months, i have somehow considered you as one my favorite people in this lifetime. we’ve done nothing but tell each other heart-fluttering stories, talk about daily shenanigans, and pour out feelings we’re a little too scared to share with others. that’s what i love most about you, you never fail to make me feel that i am not alone in my otherwise dreary life. you are a gem in this world filled with too many rocks. thank you for blessing me with your sparkling friendship. i’m nothing but happy with everything you are experiencing and have achieved right now. i’m proud of you, and i’m sure he is too. ;-)

you are a strong force who’s brave enough to face even the darkest sides of the world. since day one, you have always been there for me. i’m sorry if i say too much, think too much, worry too much, feel too much, and tell you all about it way too much. you told me you’re used to it, but i guess i won’t ever be. i guess i’ve always feared that one day you’ll have enough of it and leave me be with my unlimited stock of melancholy contemplation–but you haven’t, and i trust that you wouldn’t, so thank you. thank you for putting up with me, thank you for being the person who helped me survive 11th grade, thank you for being a constant in my life. i just want you to know that i believe in you even when you don’t, even when you doubt it. you are a strong force who’s brave enough to face even the darkest sides of the world. you’ve fought so many battles sans armor and you’ve survived. you are worth more than you know and you deserve someone who’d be willing to show you that. i will always be here for you, brave one.

you are a star far out of reach but close enough for me to touch. you are far from who i expected you to be. from being a complete stranger, i’ve grown to be so fond of you. you are a person with so much wisdom and depth buried within--the words you say to me allow me to breathe fresher air. we’ve had a couple of random stories, stupid jokes, and dramatic conversations to share and it made me feel a little close to you. you were there to listen to my endless rambles and irrelevant episodes of sadness. you were there even for a joke or two. you were there, especially when i felt like no one else would be. you were there, and you still are. i’m thankful that you’ve allowed me to look close enough and see you more than just a random person i see everyday in school. to be honest, i’m scared; you are like a star so far out of reach but close enough for me to touch. you make me believe in starshine and magical evenings that it scares me that it might not be real. but despite all of it, i’m still grateful to have you in my life even if i’m not even close to having a spot in yours. i know you’re going through much so i want you to know that when the darkness becomes too much for you to handle, i’ll be there to remind you that you are not alone in this wide horizon, struggling to shine.

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some time in february

here we are once again, sitting through a perpetual lecture on electrons and unproved theories... and i’m still lost in my unseemly reveries. during the past few weeks, i’ve become completely consumed by inevitable self pity and stress. i’ve been on the edge of my emotions and i’ve solely relied on people to make me fill the void in my heart. there's so much that i could have been doing but there are different aspects in  my life that have been holding me back. i have nothing but myself to blame and it has become toxic. nights have been spent with hours of contemplating whether i’m worth to the people i love and care for so much... but as i am on this precipice searching for a bridge, there's been someone filling the gaps for me.

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March 31st. My mom slash hair and make-up artist woke me up at five in the morning because she believes that it is better to not only be pretty, but also punctual at the same time. We arrived in school at around 7:25 a.m. and the thanksgiving mass started at around 8:00 a.m. 

The recognition rites commenced at 10 when we started marching across the gymnasium towards our seats. Butterflies were in my stomach the whole time I was walking in two-and-a-half-inch heels, thinking how embarrassing it would be if I tripped. The anxiety did not end there for I was to lead the singing of the national anthem, thank the gods, all was well.

"Rei Julienne Mari D. Paras, Scholastic Excellence Awardee. Julienne is also a conduct, perfect attendance, and distinction in christian living awardee.” says my Research teacher turned master of ceremony as I marched through the aisle with my parents at either side of me who’ve plastered the biggest smiles on their faces contagious enough it made me smile as well. Cameras were flashing, people were applauding, and all that mattered to me was that I made my parents proud. 

My first year as a Senior High School student in Don Bosco was definitely one for the books. With only 10 months of being a part of the institute, I was able to share my talent and achieve things I never thought I could. In line with that, I was able to make friends and form a family. A cliché as it may seem but it was a hell of an amazing roller coaster ride. It may not always be filled with sunshine and rainbows but it allowed me to become a better and brighter me. 

Two hours after my recognition was my brother’s moving-up ceremony. A couple of outfit changes and meals later, we drove back to school to rush for my younger brother’s thanksgiving mass and moving-up ceremony. The ceremony lasted for four hours but it was worth it because my brilliant brother made us step onstage six times. He made all of us very much proud of everything he has achieved in his last year as he moves up to senior high school.

March 31st may have been one of the most exhausting and sweat-inducing days, yet it was one of the most gleeful and momentous ones too, that it not only deserves a place in my heart, but also a spot in this dear blog. 

There’s a line in my recognition song that goes: birds don't just fly, they fall down and get up, nobody learns without getting it wrong. I guess this is what I’d like to let everyone be reminded of. No matter how many times you fail, stand up and try again. Who knows, maybe you’d not only fly, but you’d soar high.  

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i've always wondered if i had a special place in your heart or if you were just being nice. nice enough to talk to me, nice enough to listen to my perpetual sadness, nice enough to put up with my annoying stories, nice enough to tell me i deserve love and appreciation, nice enough to believe in me, nice enough to be my friend. you were just so nice, too nice, that i thought it was nice to think we’d be nice together.

r.p. 

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Balang Araw (Someday) is a 17-minute drama based on a true story that was shot for exactly 13 days. It was produced by students from Don Bosco Technical Institute (DBTI) and was nominated for multiple awards in the 1st DBTI-SHS film festival for best picture, best trailer, best actress, best supporting actress, and best poster. 

In our Contemporary Arts class we were tasked to create a short film as our main performance task in the final quarter of the second semester. I have always been an advocate of film and have always been interested with the art of making one, therefore I was one of the those who were ecstatic once I heard the news.

After conceptualizing, finishing the script, and finalizing decisions with group mates was out of the way, it was time to start filming. Since we were all amateurs and first-timers, we didn’t have enough experience to know what the ins and outs of filming were. It was challenging especially when you barely have enough knowledge on which scenes to take first, which angles to shoot first (especially when you only have one camera!), and which way you should go next.

The following days definitely did not become easier. We struggled a lot especially in following the script. We edited out and cut certain scenes and had trouble with the pacing. We had trouble with the story line; with how events were supposed to change. There was a point wherein we didn’t know which direction we should go for. It was becoming a disaster in the making.

Being the editor of the film, I was in charge of whatever happens after the filming process. I was in charge of which scenes to keep, and which scenes to leave behind. I was in charge of the score and the synchronization of the audio. It was a month-long of sleepless nights trying to edit scenes being shot each day and on top of that, the film needed English subtitles which was also a pain.There was a point wherein I felt I like I was alone in wanting to make the film as beautiful as we’ve imagined. I was so worn out that the weariness inside me doubled itself up. It was a battle I had to fight every single night of February. Despite that, I was able to push through and we were able to start over. 

A liberation of ideas after, we were able to finalize the script and the sequencing of events. Everything fell back into place and everyone got back their burned out lights. 

I admit, creating a film was definitely not as easy as I thought it would be. Every single one of the characters and the crew members should work together in order to produce quality work. My respect for all filmmakers have grown since then, it requires so much drive, passion, and patience. 

Here’s a summary of how we were able to produce this film, Balang Araw:

The first day of filming mainly focused on trying to discover how a normal day of shooting works. We didn’t actually shoot any scene, we just took a group photo and dubbed it as our official first day. On the second day, we shot a few scenes in school which didn’t make the final cut for some reason. Third day, we shot the very first scene that made it to the film. It was actually the first productive day of filming we ever had. Day four was on a weekend and was probably the most exciting one because we got to shoot the photo for our poster on the roof top. Kudos to our brave main actors and dedicated photographer! (char, dex, angelie, louis, + ye) It was also on that day that we shot our first crying sequence. Fifth and sixth day of shooting were a little less tiring than most shooting days, we filmed only a couple of scenes. On the seventh day we shot the first scene with the film’s love team! It was a struggle since their chemistry was lacking. We worked on it for a good 30 minutes which was only for a two-minute scene, but I guess there are things you just can’t force. I still don’t know up to this day if the people who’ve watched it felt an ounce of kilig. Nevertheless I think they did a pretty decent job. (charot) 

Day eight of shooting was the longest day of shooting. We stayed overnight in our group mate’s house where we had to re-shoot scenes and a couple of crying sequences. Ninth day was a blast. I guess seeing Louis trip a few times in different angles was delightful. On the tenth day we made two of our actors cry. It wasn’t pleasant at all seeing them in tears but I guess that’s the magic of acting doing its work, hurting you in the process. 

The eleventh day of shooting was my personal favorite. We shot our ending scene and it was all just so beautiful and heart breaking at the same time. All of us felt genuine happiness while we were in that memorial garden, we felt so much closer to the person we were dedicating the film to. It was very memorable. On the twelfth and final day of shooting, we shot the hospital scene and the scene at the very beginning of the the film. That last scene we shot was probably the highlight of the film if you were to ask me. It made the film 100% more appealing. 

I could have never imagined myself being part of such a wonderful work of art. We all worked hard in making this short film. Who would have imagined it would take 13 days of shooting for a 17-minute film? Who would have imagined that from such scattered ideas would bear a successful award-winning film? 

It never crossed our minds that someday, we would make people shed tears, that someday, we would inspire them, that someday, we would be able to share our stories--but we did. 

It only takes a fraction of a second to believe, that someday, that balang araw, what we long for will find its way to pat us in the back and say, “I’m here, all is well.” Don’t let yourself be deprived of that. 

TRAILER | FULL MOVIE 

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Here’s to good times, great people, and grace-filled episodes of the year 2016: A recap of all the things that made 2016 worth smiling about

I got to attend my first ever concert! And it was not just only any other concert but it was my favorite band’s first show in the Philippines. It was not easy to get to that concert but I sure had a blast during the three hours of my life under the roof of that arena. The experience was totally one for the books! Plus, I even got to write a feature about it in our school paper last school year. 

I completed Junior High School as rank 16 out of less than 300 students. This was probably one of the rare moments I felt truly proud of myself and what I have achieved. I will forever be grateful for this served as a motivation to keep up and work harder.

Summer has always been either boring or absolutely exciting. But this year, it was a mixture of both. There were days where I just wanted to sleep in, and there were also days where I’d go out either with my family or friends. 

In April I turned sixteen and I was able to celebrate for the first time with my main girls which made it a 100% better than last year. You can read about it here. ~shameless plug~

Also I went to places outside the city. As soon as the school year ended, my family and I vacationed in Clark. In May, I went to Gerona with my squad to visit and at the same time explore the hometown of Andang. I actually have a vlog for both of these and you can watch them here. 

This was probably the last get together we had before we all went our separate ways. Some of us stayed in my previous school (CHST), some of us transferred, and some of us had to move out of town, either in Manila or in Baguio. Despite the odds, we would always go out of our way to reunite or at least chat online. Yeye, Nica, Andang, Nicole, Trisha, Paran, Ong, Cess, Joey, and Dave will always be one of the reasons why I have better days.

For Senior High, I transferred to a new school called Don Bosco Technical Institute Tarlac which means I also got the privilege to meet new people! 

Getting into a new school was tough but I’m grateful to have had these beautiful bunch of people alongside me in going through the struggles of a newbie. (shoutout to Jamie, Louis, Dexter, Sty, Angelie, Mara, Kryzha, Miguel, and Cedrick).

Like I said, I had struggles in adjusting to a new environment, but once we had our class retreat in Baguio, it became my “turning point”. I’d say it gave me a lot to learn, realize, and reflect on during the time I was still estranged with my new school. 

As I transition into becoming a full-fledged Bosconian, there were a number of events and opportunities that allowed me to breathe in the school spirit. Events such as the Speech Choir allowed me to contribute what I have learned from my past school to my classmates and, at the same time, it brought me closer to them.

In September, I was given the opportunity to sing (with Mara, Sophia, and Angelie) for Father Jay, our school rector, during his birthday program. It was my first time to perform in front of a different crowd, in front of DBTI. It was clearly nerve-wracking in the beginning but as soon as the song ended, the unfathomable bliss, that is performing, is what prevailed. 

Student Leaders’ Assembly, or as some may call it, SLA, transpired in November after being postponed twice because of the stubborn weather on the scheduled dates. It was a two-day experience with fellow Bosconian leaders from different settings. The assembly was definitely filled with animation, warmth, and passionate souls that allowed me to embrace and embody the spirit of a true Bosconian. Aside from that, I learned so much about friendship, teamwork, and spirituality. I was also able to meet new people and make new friends along the way. 

In November, we had a mini school trip to Museo de Tarlac. It was my first time to have visited a contemporary art gallery and it was so much fun; not only was I able to appreciate the stunning art pieces but I also got to value the beautiful company I had. That day was one of the ~better days~ in school that I actually vlogged about it! ;) 

December was filled with beautiful melodies and stunning harmonies. During this month my days in school were mostly focused on choir practice for the play, “Pasko sa Bosco”, and for the Christmas Eve Mass. Father Abel, our conductor, made sure we sung our hearts out with every song we performed. The support and praise people gave us were overwhelming and that’s enough reason to believe that it was a job well done. 

Also, thanks to my willingness to share my voice, I was able to bond more with my 10th grade classmates Sophia and Cesca who, like myself, decided to transfer to Don Bosco and become a part of the choir. Practices will always be so much more fun having them around. I’m absolutely excited because there’s an upcoming play this January in time for Founders’ Week--meaning more shenanigans to come up with with the both of them! 

This was the unexpected surprise that popped up in the last month of the year, it’s Katrina! She’s just so easy to talk to either through messenger or in person. She actually made my 2016 slightly crazier. It’s only been a month that she and I started to talk a lot and hang out, and I bet she knows who to blame for it. :)

After almost seven months of not being able to hang out with my main girls: Darlene, Nica, Dada, and Anne, we finally found the time and the right schedule to pig out! (sadly, Pam had plans that day) We celebrated Anne’s birthday in a Korean restaurant in Tarlac since she loves Samgyupsal so much. It actually felt like I was eating side dishes with Joon Jae from Legend of the Blue Sea. ~swoons~

Ending the year with them will always be wonderful and filled with endless life updates and stories to tell. It’s our fifth year as best friends and also the fifth year we’ve put up with each other. Kidding aside, they will always be a constant in my life, they’re like the sisters I never had. 

Of course, what are these 12 months without Christmas? Just like always, it was spent with family, food, and gratitude. I sang with the choir in the Christmas Eve Mass and filled myself with food during Noche Buena at home with Dad’s side of the family. Christmas morning was spent with mom’s side of the family and naturally, we bonded over food and smiling faces.

I am perpetually grateful for all the graces I’ve received and it will always fill my heart with happiness. I do hope for 2017 to be rather lovely; but more than that, I am to do the best I can to make 2017 a little more hopeful, inspiring, and brave. I hope all of you will, too. Happy New Year! 

PNG files were from Google; some of the photos aren’t mine. Edited by yours truly. 

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were you the one who played the piano in your cover? c:

yes :)

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I’ve been listening to this song for the past few days and so I thought of making a short cover. peace, yo 

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30 DAY BLOGGING CHALLENGE / day thirteen.

1. I used to take selfies everyday when I had my first camera at the age of nine or ten? I still have them and they’re so embarrassing! I had my first camera, it was a Canon point-and-shoot from my grandfather who is based in the U.S. It took great quality photos for a point-and-shoot and all I ever did was take shameful photos of myself, ah regrets. Eventually, I learned that there were much better subjects than my face. Too bad that camera was stolen years ago. 

2. I once sneaked in the wrong cinema on purpose. It was just last year during MMFF season and I was with two of my friends. We were bored so we watched All You Need Is Pag-Ibig because that’s the only movie where there weren’t too much people. After watching, we got our arms stamped and since people were swarming out of the other cinema, the woman thought we were one of the many people who watched that other movie so she used the wrong cinema number on the stamp. Since we were horrible people, we went inside the cinema for this other movie for free. My friend felt so bad after we did that. I don’t think I’d do that again, though. 

3. I have never watched Titanic. I’m very aware of Titanic, if that’s what’s bothering you. I know how it ends-- that Jack dies. Also, I know how well he can draw Frech girls. lol I just never had the chance to watch it, but I will. sana

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Look how boring my desktop is... LOL. I want everything to be organized especially when it comes to my files. (oc ang lola niyo) I don’t really have games, but I do have Sims 4, which is enough to take all my time! What else do I have??? Editing software, music, and torrent, just what I need during the course of the day. 

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30 DAY CHALLENGE / day eleven.

“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.”  ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

I don’t really have a favorite quote but since I’ve been reading Harry Potter, I thought of using one of the quotes from the books. (yes, I know. I’m trying to catch up!!) I’ve always been very ambitious. I dream of great things and sometimes I need to remind myself that I need to make them happen. 

I’d like to live up to this quote because I want to be able to live my life the way I want it to be. I want to live my life and tell myself that I can do it; that I can turn my ambitions into actual existence. 

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I could live for the rest of my life eating heaps of unhealthy strips of potatoes and ice-cold coffee. I love potatoes and my favorite kind are the deep fried fries. It doesn’t have to be specifically from Mcdonald’s, whatever fries you got, I’ll eat the lot. (rhymes!!) Like I said before, I am an iced coffee person. I could drink a lot of this and I would never get enough of it, and yes wherever it’s from I’m up for it! :) now you know how I have such an unhealthy eating habit