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The Newspaper Boy

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I can't remember the last time I went over my newspaper route. Nor the time I made a comment about the bright blue sky, the icy morning chill and the trees shedding the last of its crisp brown leaves.

My early classes and busy schedule made it hard for me to partake in my dad's morning business. I kinda miss the simple pleasures I get by going around the neighborhood with a stack of newspapers in my hands and a couple of gateways and doors as my destination.

It was as a newspaper boy I first experienced being reprimanded by my father for a wrong or late delivery, catching a cold and almost sneezing my nostrils out, and get chased by a mad dog! Though there are some downsides like the mentioned above, and yes, dragging yourself out of bed in the wee hours of dawn is one of them, there's also the other side which I see as very special.

It was as a newspaper boy I first discovered the romanticist in me. I very well remember how I first talked to the moon as I make my way to school when I was only 10; how I first noticed the calachuchi (plumeria) tree that showcases strange crimson blooms (instead of the usual pinkish white) all throughout the year on a nearby street, and how I always bask under the warmth of the rising sun when the world seemed at its most calm, quiet and still state.

Looking back, something's have changed a lot since I got my first assigned delivery stash of newspaper. I'm glad that while my interest in comics and kiddie section shifted into the headlines and the more important news features of today, there are something's that can never be changed inside me and that is the heart of a young 10-year old newspaper boy.

Now I realize I really am growing up...

Quick Overloaded Post!

Can't really drop by and blog. I'm overloaded with so much stuff to finish! My life as a student will always be busy with all the plates to draw and academic things to learn. My relationship with the rest of our household is going great and I’m seeing it as the greatest gift as an award from all the tired and sleepless nights I’m spending for my studies.

Church life? I'm currently in the music ministry of our parish singing every Sunday on a morning Mass. I've been slipping away lately from the covenant I made when I attended PREX but I still yearn to learn more about my faith. A relative just gave me some late Christmas moolah which I plan to spend on a book about Catechism or the History of the Church.

I wish I could share with this girl K all the things I learned about the Catholic faith from the time I decided once and for all to break from a Baptist Campus Ministry I once joined last year. I used to talk with her over the phone back in college freshie year. I kinda realize we’re slowly drifting away from each other.

Speaking of phone, a Teresian nun, Tita R, talked to me over the phone on her dilemma about her grandson. I really wanted to meet him personally to help him stand up from the situation he is in.

I am somewhat flattered by the idea of doing a favor for someone who seemed so reverend and ever faithful about her vocation. I mean, I'm not really as good as everybody else might see but I think I'm a work in progress and I'm learning.

Motivated!

Classes start again today. Boy, we sure have loads of requirements to finish and lessons to recall. I so hope that this year will be a better one with my studies. One of my goals is to be dead-serious with everything I do and to practice professionalism.

I'll find another time to post a complete list of my resolutions or rather evolutionary measures I have to take to step up everything I wanted to change in my life. Ha-ha. I don't really believe in those resolutions triggered by this January effect like what Gino de la Paz of Supreme Team is talking about. Nevertheless, I had this strange urge last January 2 to list down my goals and wants and all the specific motivations and steps needed to be taken to realize these.

I'm so going to become an architect! If not, then maybe a professional designer! There has to be a way of sharing my talents and creative juices in our society. I'm really so in to this! Argh!

Hello 2009!!!

Different. Strange. Peaceful.

I'm still trying to look for the right words to describe our family's celebration of New Year. This year was definitely and completely different from the previous ones. There's not much fuss in the custom and traditions and all. Sure there was the usual red shirt outfit, coins in all the nooks and corners of the house and round fruits and pastas on the table. But I guess, we robbed them off of their meaning this year. Don't know with other folks if they still believe in those Chinese 'luck' rituals but ask us and we just couldn't care less.

Heck we did not acquired more than what we need in the name of luck. There were less food (just those yummy carrot and mocha cupcakes my brother made! Yeah, and those scrumptious tuna pesto!), no firecrackers (better safe than sorry but we did watch our neighboring street's feisty night sky display), and less preparation (we weren't really expecting a lot of visitor because of the weather).

We spent the last minute countdown in front of the television and I was literally dead beat from the long hours of cleaning and decluttering (good thing there was Channel V's marathon of 9o21o to accompany my cold hours of waiting!)

Am not really in a festive mood nevertheless immensely content from the last Homily we heard together as a family.

I'm expecting a whole bunch of trials for this year (Argh! We still have a bunch of plates due Wednesday next week!). With the upcoming AQE next March, I must study very hard if I really wanted to pass. I'm kind of obsessed with changes but I hope they would be for the enrichment of my personal growth and development.

To end this post, I'd just like to quote on what I can remember from the homily of Father Nong.

Looking back too much in the past will bring you tears and too much preview in the future will bring you fears, what's really important is how you live your life in the present moment. Forever be thankful to the Lord for every moment is a Gift.

A New Year means a New You. Just like an ugly caterpillar undergoing metamorphosis to become a beautiful butterfly. We should always aim on that because what matters more than the times you fall, is the number of times you decided to stand up.