Jieshua's first day in school!

My baby is now a big boy. :) Such a surreal feeling.

Jieshua is already 4 years old and as I've mentioned in previous posts that he'll be in school this June. That day has finally arrived and it was epic! haha. We got up really early - 6AM! (Yes, that's early for us.) We got ready for school and since it's his first day, I wanted to be there and see how it goes! 

his "I'm ready for school" look!

The real "I'm ready for school" look. hahaha

I was expecting crying already. It's the first day of school, right? At first, Jieshua was agitated when we came inside the room. He eventually settled down and played building blocks. My mama left the room first. When it was time for all mommies to go, Jieshua cried because he didn't want me to leave. He couldn't do anything but cry as I left the room. Other kids (a lot of them) cried as well. 

playing building blocks

Jieshua was crying. :( 

still crying.. 

I was holding myself back from barging in the door and snatching my son. I was really heartbroken to see him crying and I was there not able to do anything. To keep the children from crying even more, the teachers closed the door, shut the curtains and the blinds. Parents had no choice but to leave. When we came back I saw an area where we could peep and see how the kids are doing. I saw them sitting in chairs and listening to the teacher. They were calm already. When it was time to go, the teacher let the parents get their kids one by one. When Jieshua saw me, he was about to cry again. haha. I told him not to cry cause I was there already. Haha. It was a really fulfilling to see your son conquer the first day of school. :) We rode the calesa after that.

his " I conquered school" look.

calesa ride.

of heroes and heroism

The chief Raoni cries when he learns that brazilian president Dilma released the beginning of construction of the hydroelectric plant of Belo Monte, even after tens of thousands of letters and emails addressed to her and which were ignored as the more than 600,000 signatures. That is, the death sentence of the peoples of Great Bend of the Xingu river is enacted. Belo Monte will inundate at least 400,000 hectares of forest, an area bigger than the Panama Canal, thus expelling 40,000 indigenous and local populations and destroying habitat valuable for many species - all to produce electricity at a high social, economic and environmental cost, which could easily be generated with greater investments in energy efficiency.

It was brought to my attention that there is a petition we all can sign to help support these indigenous people and the Amazon. Please take a second to check it out below or comparable petitions that are available. Thank you.

I've been scrolling and reblogging in my Tumblr like I always do and found some really interesting posts. There are days when I feel like reblogging fashion stuffs, cute stuffs, and then there's food but today, I wanted to acknowledge the heroism of some unsung heroes. A man who went and saved his best friend from a grenade in Afghanistan. See the post here. And I was even more touched by the post about a tribe in Brazil that are being ejected from their land to give way to the construction of a f-cking dam. How heartless could the government be? This is the post. And this is the direct link to the site where you could sign the petition. Please sign. It would only take a little of your precious time. Spread the word!

On a lighter note, I found out just recently that the anti-gay bill in Uganda, in which I signed a petition as well, was stopped. :) We can make a difference people! :) You just have to believe! :) ♥

Day 15 | My dreams

I have a lot of dreams. When I was young, I wanted to be lawyer but now, I don't want it anymore because it's too political for me. As of the moment, one of my dreams and one of the most immediate ones is graduating! I have three more terms left and if all went well and God allows it, I would graduate June next year. :) YEEEYY!! I dream of becoming a flight attendant just recently because of my cousin being one. :) haha. I heard the money is good and I can travel *FOR FREE*. (another YEEEEYYYY!!!) But sometimes I think that I want to stay in school a little bit longer. I want to pursue further studies because above anything else, (I must admit that) it's the best that I do. I love going to school and sometimes I hate the workload and quizzes but I love being in school. I don't know if I indeed chose the right path when I put "Education major in English" as my undergrad degree in college but it seems that it is rightfully unfolding now. I still don't know which path to take or if I would be fit to be an FA or if being a teacher or professor is my true calling. I still don't know. God knows how much thinking I'm putting into this.It's quite confusing. But oh well. I cannot decide now because that belongs to my future. For now, I will enjoy studying and hanging out with friends and cramming! haha. :) I'll enjoy the thrill of wearing short shorts. I love violating the dress code! But I love my school. haha. ANIMO Lasalle! :)

Oh, it's our centennial celebration on June 16, 2011. Join us. 

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.

I should repeat this mantra over and over again. We should count our blessings but sometimes (or often), we forget the great things in our lives and see just the ones that are missing. :( God help me see the things I cannot see. Help me know that I may not have everything but I am lucky to not have nothing.. I wish I could be a monk or a hermit, who doesn't care about worldly possessions. :| grrrr. 

I make lame titles so yeah...

I am downloading stuffs from the internet and I decided to play with photobooth. :))
I look stupid. well, I am.
These are my photos. :)))

Austin Jieshua's weekend birthday! :)

Four years ago, on the 21st day of May, I was painstakingly enduring a premature labor in Makati Medical Center. I was 8 months pregnant then. That was a week after my false labor in which my OB Gyne told me that my baby might not survive if I deliver it within the month. I was scared to death upon knowing that I was 8cm already when I arrived at the hospital. It was scary for two reasons. One, I don't know if I am indeed ready to be a mother at the tender age of 17 and two, because no one knows if the baby would survive. I was brought to the labor room wherein they injected something somewhere near my spine. I was about to embark in epidural delivery. After 15 hours of wicked labor, I gave birth to a 4.15 pound baby boy. It was 11:12am then. All I my senses could recognize is the cry of a quite noisy baby and the stitches being done to me. It was a normal delivery and I had a normal baby. He was tiny and loud for his size. He was brought closer to me and the moment is just priceless! I don't know why but I suddenly burst out in tears. All the hardships and pain was worth it. 

fresh with his umbilical cord! :)

Past forward to present. I have a young healthy boy (although hospitalized twice. One for pneumonia when he was three weeks old and another for gastroenteritis when he was about a year and a half).

And he's about to enter school as a nursery student. Oh. I have a BIG BOY now! :)

On his actual birthday, we celebrated it at home. Daddy Rob came around lunch to give Jieshua his gift..

that's our good morning look. :)

gifts from daddy!

Make a wish!

On the following day, we spent the night playing at Tom's World and eating at Jack's Loft.

yeah baby! Lottery winners! 200+ tickets. 

Jack's Loft!

Warm Choco something? :)

happy birthday love! :*

eat some more!

Our baby with batman! 

Day 14 | Bad habits and burdens

Bad habits are like a comfortable bed, easy to get into but hard to get out of.

-Proverbs

I guess this one is hard. We are usually unaware of our habits especially the bad ones. But in this case, I'll try really really hard to think of those. Hmm.


So, the first one that got into my head is that I tend to correct people's grammar. I'm not that intelligent or something but I study English and Linguistics so I may have a little knowledge about that especially the basics. I know that this is not bad but it could be when the person I'm correcting would take it as a destructive criticism.


Another bad habit is cramming. Oh God! I love cramming. Even if I have the time to make the papers, requirements and stuffs ahead of time, still, I cannot come up with anything. It had to be the night before or few days before (if the requirement is longer and more tedious). I tried writing papers the night it was given but I just stare blankly in the blinking cursor. In those times, I get tired of straining myself and almost always ends up in social networking sites. lol.


Bad habits. Bad habits.


I have a habit of leaving the stuffs I used behind. If I change clothes, I would leave the clothes behind. It's not being mean, I don't know. It's like automatic or something. Totally unintentional. I have a messy room but once in a while, I get the feeling of wanting to clean up and so I do and halfway through it, I get tired and become lazy to finish it all. The good thing is that I can command myself to finish it but in a hasty manner so the end product isn't much appealing. haha.


Ooh! and I also love planning! I have great plans!! Really brilliant ones. The problem is implementation. I just don't know why I can't seem to implement my life-changing plans. lol.


Burdens. Okay. So, I'm quite confused. What exactly is meant by "burden" in this context? For this blog, I would assume that this "burden" meant the things that are currently bothering me. So here it goes. I'm worrying about my performance as a parent to my kid. He could be a pain in the ass sometimes and I wonder if I can make him the man he's supposed to be. Oh God help me. It's really hard to be a parent. All the emotional circus can make someone doubt themselves. I always ask myself if what I'm doing is right or am I good enough?.. Things like that. It's hard knowing that you are responsible for someone else's life.. It's scary. I just hope and pray that I would have the strength and wisdom to guide not only my son, but also myself in this life's journey. Happy Birthday, Jieshua. :) Mommy loves you to pieces! ♥ I will blog about his birthday blahs tomorrow evening or the following day 'cause we still have some celebrating to do. :) Good night!