My Lola Rocks. \m/

A Kewl Picture of Me and My Lola

This picture was taken last April 24, 2011 sa sala ng bahay namin sa Atimonan, Quezon.

Kwento saken ng parents ko, since 5 days young pa lang ako, dinala nako sa Pinas. Kelangan kasi ng parents ko magtrabaho abroad para mapag-aral kami. At simula noon, si lola na at ang tita at tito ko ang nag-alaga at nagpalaki sakin.

Ang lola kong to, sobra sobrang mapagmahal at thoughtful. 89 years old na sya pero sobrang pinagmamalaki at pinagpapasalamat ko na hanggang ngayon, healthy naman ang lola ko mentally. :) Though medyo mahina na rin, pero kung ikukumpara mo sa ibang octogenarian, MALAKAS ang lola ko.

Mula pagka-baby ko, hanggang sa mag-elementary at highschool ako, sya ang kasama ko.

• Sya ang nagbibigay ng baon ko na 20php a day pag pumapasok ako sa school. 
• Sya din ang nagtatahi ng mga damit ko dati, basta sya ang bahala. 
• Sya din ang nagturo saking gumawa at tumulong sa mga gawaing-bahay. 
• Sya din ang kumakalong (pinaphiga nya ko sa ibabaw nya habang nakaupo sya sa tumba-tumba) sakin dyan sa inuupuan nya dyan sa picture. :)
• Pinapaliguan nya ko nung bata pa ako, at sya ang nagturo sakin na isawsaw ang daliri ko sa tubig na liliguin ko at mag-sign of the cross bago magbuhos. 
• Ako ang isinasama nya sa simbahan para akayin at samahan sya sa pagma-Mother Butler Guild nya. Kaya sikat ako sa mga ka MBG nya. :D
• Araw-araw (literal) nyang nire-recite ang Rosary. Lahat ng mysteries yun. Ganun sya ka-religious. Sa kanya ako nagmana. :)
• Ako ang hilig nyang utusan na mag-grocery sa may amin, ako naman tong enjoy.
• Ako din ang hilig nyang papuntahin sa bangko at pagdeposit ng pera nya.

at ang paborito ko sa lahat,
ay kapag nagkukwento sya tungkol sa buhay nya at pinagsasabihan ako ng mga inspirational words tungkol sa buhay. Hindi ko man yun maisa-isa sa inyo pero sigurado akong naipakita at nagamit ko na yun sa iba't ibang paraan. Masasabi kong malaking parte ng pagkatao ko ay dahil sa pagpapalaki nya. And I guess naman, sa mga nakakakilala sakin, masasabi nyo rin yun. :)

With her, during my 19th birthday! :)

Napakadami pang bagay na hindi ko makakalimutan sa kanya. :) 

Ngayong college days ko, bihira na lang kami magkita, kaya pag umuuwi ako ng probinsya ko, niyayakap at kini-kiss ko talaga sya sa sobrang miss ko. Pag nasa byahe ako o sino man sa aming pamilya, hindi sya natutulog hangga't hindi kami nakakarating dun sa bahay. Ganun sya mag-alala, at ramdam na ramdam ko ang pagmamahal nyang un.

Kulang ang blog na to, para masabi at maisigaw ko sa mundo, na mahal na mahal na mahal ko ang lola kong ito. <3

Hindi mo man mababasa to lola, pero MAHAL na MAHAL po kita at salamat po sa lahat. :D

I turned SEVENTEEN.

It’s my birthday once again! happy kaarawan to me! :))

16 years ago, parang kahapon lang, ipinanganak ako ng 22nd day of April, year 1992 ng 4:45 am, weighing 3.6 kilos sa Maternity Children’s Hospital sa Riyadh, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. After 5 days, with my parents - daddy ted and mama mayet, i have been sent right away dito sa pinas with the care of my dear relatives especially my daddy nge and mommy rosie as well as my lola mading, my ate cousin and my older brother Vin.

And now, look at me, - the NICKS you've known for so long is now a seventeen-year-young boy, now a grown good-looking young adult (haha, bday ko, pagbigyan ako! haha), standing about 5’7" and weighing 170 pounds ( ambigat ! waaa).

Time is really fast!

Biglaang Senti.

Gapang na ako sa paghahabol ng grades sa school.. wala naman ako ibang matakbuhan para IYAKAN kundi ako lang rin.. kaya nga siguro naturingan akong EMO-BOY sa batch namin.. medyo emotional kasi ako pagdating sa ilang bagay.. lalo na dun sa mga pinaninindigan ko.. tulad ng studies.. nakatatak na kase sakin na mahilig DAW ako magaral..

kaya tuloy mga kaibigan ko, nagtatampo na.. hindi ko lam kung pano magbalanse sa mga bagay..

ewan ko rin ha.. pero., tama kaya tong course na napili ko? sa tingin ko ba may makakarinig nitong tanong na to? meaning…. ako din ang makakasagot..

haaai.. hirap pala ng accounting course.. HINDI NGA PALA TALAGA BIRO..

lam nyo ba ung kasabhan na: “pag may gusto kang isang bagay, dapat, hindi mo lang gusto, dapat kaya mo rin..”

diba diba.. totoo un diba? haai.. lam mo ba, gusto ko naman tlga maging accountant balang araw.. ung CPA ba.. kase grade six pa lang ako,,. alam ko madami pera dun.. and i want to spend the rest of my life na naiibigay ko sa mga future children ko ung gusto nila.. at saka.. wala silang alalahanin sa buhay..

masasabi kong , yun lang naman ang dream ko.. to have my own family and provide them everything they need.. ung tipong, hindi na sila masyado mahihirapan kasi may pinamana na akong pera.. aun.. hehe..

o hala.. sabi nila.. baka maging nobela na daw ang blog ko.. kaya eto na lang siguro muna.. sa susunod na lng ulet..

ingat sa lahat..

Minsan nang naging EMO si Nix

Ever wonder why do others hide their other eye by their hair? 

Because they want to hide the sadness they feel - without knowing that the others will be more curious about them. They want to see things in a one-eye direction, meaning, once they decide; they only consider the thing that they know is right, never giving chance to wrongness that may lead to suffering they might feel.

What about those checkered shoes and overprinted jacket? 

What you see is what you get. Their lives are not clear; there are spaces they want to be filled to feel completeness. And those printed jacket? It can be seen mostly white with those prints in it, right? Well, it is simple, like what the shoes show, their lives are complicated; there are so many problems in their lives that they can’t feel peace of mind anymore.

Those earrings and other face style are just the result of bearing those problems in their life. They don’t know what to do for that time, so they just show their feelings through those things. 

And lastly those tight pants they wear, they do feel being too much pressured by the things around them.

What do I always think when I hear the word EMO?

When I hear this word, many things come into my mind. Being Emo doesn’t always refer to the style a person would be. In addition to that, some of them will say that the strength of your Emo-ness depends on how you dress your Emo style, especially your hair. But I have observed that some people do not want Emo as their fashion in life. I wonder why…

When you are referring to someone as being emo, you are usually are stating that they are sensitive, or have a negative emotional personality. 

Emo truly is a type of music that started in the eighty’s and is rapidly moving back in its popularity. It’s a sub genre of punk music which has grown to be more popular then punk it’s self. Each and every day more and more emo bands are coming out. However, emo most commonly is referred to as a type of fashion. - http://www.emo-corner.com/

And I guess, people take this issue as non-sense talks, because they just become irritated of what an emo look like and how they live life – wanting death. Anyway, an emo person won’t care at all, right?.

Before I write this blog, I searched some data in some websites to find out how people really view on this EMO thing. Some people say that it’s a way for them to show their feelings, some say, it is a way of letting others know that they are cutting themselves – catching a glimpse of death. While other’s say, it is just a fashion style and have nothing intention at all. 

Maybe some will say, they are just using the word emo to explain their side that they are emotional.

I belong to the last statement. I am an EMO sometimes. Funny right?! (Better not continue if you’re not interested!) Some may laugh and say, they can’t see any emo-ness in me, is it because I don’t wear tight jeans, checkered shoes and shirts, or sometimes even a jacket or coat? Or is it because I don’t have any mark of cutting myself in my wrists? Or is it because I am always laughing as if I don’t bear any problem at all? Well I guess they’re wrong.

In my own perception on this word, I can say that all of us are Emo, I can say this because, in our personality, there can be negative and positive traits. On the positive side, these are the ways our friends are seeing about us when we are with them – the way we crack jokes, laugh out loud, etc. On the negative side, these are the things that make us think of the sad side of our life.

The moment we come to think of our present lives – either happy or sad – still, we become emotional. This is what I meant. Not all the times, we have to be happy and never face the darkness inside us. We all have our other sides, as the saying goes, right? I agree with this. It is just that, some of us will prefer to keep it on ourselves, (that may cause a higher risk of heart attack) which is wrong. All of us have problems to face. And the more we run away on those things; it will still be in our hearts.

“The more we feel all alone, the more we get emotional.”

One solution to this problem is having someone to talk, someone to listen and understand on what you feel. Because having someone beside you lessen the sadness and feeling of being alone. Everyone in this world was born to have a friend to be taken cared of. Your lucky if you don’t easily get emotional but what about the others around you. Some are just hiding from those smiles in their faces. And if you feel someone’s feeling like being alone, why not be the one to come and sit beside him and say, “Hey pal, I am here… :)”.

_nix_

I love Babies.

Date: August 31, 2008

Place: Greenhills Chapel, San Juan

- on a unpredictable weather of a sunday.. kasama ko tita ko at ang ate ko.. we went to a mall para ipaayus yung cellphone ni tita, to have my haircut at sumimba.

Sa pagsimba namin, napansin ko agad ang dami ng tao kaya dun na lang kame sa may likod. Nasa unahan namen ang isang family, bata pa ung parents(about 28s lang) and with them is a cute little baby boy about 3-4 years of age siguro.

Late yung pari ng mga 15 mins. Kaya napunta atensyon ko sa pagtingin sa batang nasa unahan ko. Naisip ko agad, ang saya maging bata, at naawa na agad ako sa batang to, matagal pa nya mararanasan ang hirap sa COLLEGE. Tsk Tsk.

Dumating na yung pari, nagmisa, at naghomily.

Habang naghohomily at nakaupo ung family na nasa unahan namin, itinataas nung bata ung mga kamay nya na parang gustong magpabuhat sa kin. Gusto ko sana, kaso nakakahiya naman, sino ba naman ako diba? Kaya nagsmile na lang ako. Nagsmile yung bata, tumingin saking ung nanay at nag-smile din.

Share lang, isa siguro sa pinakagusto kong pakiramdam ay ang mag-alaga ng bata. Nakakabata kasi ng pakiramdam lalo na kung masayahin ang isang bata. :)

I conclude:

Soon, I will have my own job and raise my own family. I will try my best to become a good father to my future children.