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           I always ask my friends if what were their first impressions to me, many answered “kala ku mataray ka”. It just makes me laugh then after that, they’ll just say “makulit ka pala,sobra”. Looks can really deceive. Though I seem mataray but actually makulit, I self-acclaim that I am pretty (wag na mangialam,acct ku to!).

I love my family, next to my God. I believe that they are the people who will never leave me whether I need them or not. I consider my own family as the coolest caboodles among all caboodles. My parents usually act as if they are on the same range as my siblings and I are. We share our corniest jokes and whatever stories and laugh as if there will never be tomorrow. We d those things but we never fail to give respect because they are our parents. The whole family is so close.

I have a lot of friends. Many envy me on that. Everyone tells me that I could run at any election because many will vote me and I’ll surely win, LOL! I believe that I have a lot of them because I never give them a day that will make them feel that to live is to be boring. I give my serious yet humorous insights that would break the ice and would make them ponder. I just received a text message a while ago telling that I am his simple joy. It’s nice to know that I bring joy to people by just being me.

Lately, I’ve been doing a lot of stuffs in school and in Youth For Christ (YFC), a religious organization that evangelizes youths without bombarding them with Christian jargons. But instead, letting Jesus be renowned with enjoyment. I go to different schools to visit different YFC prayer meetings to see how God works in different colleges. I was also appointed to be part of the executive committee of YFC-FEU as the VP for Documentation this school year. I enjoy getting photos. I am so excited documenting the things that will serve as a proof that God is really within His people, God is within every YFC member.

Sabi nila, trabaho daw ng sira ulo ang pagsusulat. Trabaho para sa mga tamad.—Bob Ong   

Writing for me is never a work for the nuts. It is a skill that not all could have. It requires a lot of patience. It is never a lazy-work. If a writer stares a t any point, he is still working. He uses His deepest imagination and constructs it to his mind before putting it either on a sheet or computer screen. I pity those  who tell that writing is for the zany for they don’t know that they are the zanies because they think so narrow. No writer is lazy, because everything he does, he thinks on what to write. Halos wala ngang pahinga e. I’m proud to say, “manunulat ako, hindi ako tamad at lalong hindi ako baliw.”

I’ve heard that Filipino writers are good but their books are quite expensive. The copy of their books they publish are limited that’s why it’s costly. So, Filipino readers found those books not worth buying because they think that local writers are not good.

There is a local writer, which I love, big time! He is Bob Ong. He writes in tagalog because according to him, by that way Filipino readers could understand every details he states. He doesn’t need to use English to impress others. I learned a lot from him. He gives me ideas what to write, sometimes.

                  I have a knack on writing essays. It was just recently that I become aware of. Activities in school are really big help on knowing one’s capabilities such as literary and colloquial writing. Being a beginner in the field is backbreaking. For me, it requires a long time to think in a place. Having a lot of idea makes me always confuse on what to write. Things always collaborate on my mind big time that’s why sometimes I write in a not-so-good manner. But I know in time things will come accordingly. I will be used to it and could write whatever, whenever and wherever I want.

                   I tried to be in Advocate, the FEU school paper but unfortunately, I didn’t got in. But it’s okay, at least I tried and I know that God has just better plans for me. 

I also love reading. It keeps me connected to different worlds. It gives me knowledge that is not part of the learning I gain in school. I love reading non-fiction books. Teen love stories are one of my favorites. Vince’s Life, in particular. It makes me prepared on a lot of things that might happen on my love stories. I also read serious books such as Veronika Decides to Die by Paulo Coelho and Tuesdays With Morrie by Mitch Albom. Accidentally, both are Psychology-related stories. I am also fond of reading teen magazines, it keeps me on the trend and it keeps me updated on dealing with puzzles that most of the teens are in.

                   I’m taking up BS Psychology in FEU. I really want to interact with different kind of individualities and I want to enhance my potentials on assessing other’s behavior. This is the course that I think suits me. I was then a nursing student because I was so clueless what course to take, luckily every freshy takes General Psychology as a subject. I enjoyed my Gen Psych and asked my parents if I could shift. They initially put me a handcuff but I showed my gusto, they unshackled me.  Want to be the best psychologist I could be. I’m planning to go graduate school after finishing. I am recently part of the FEU Peer Group, I consider it as a warm-up.

                   I’m thanking God for giving me a lie that is so meaningful. For giving me a body full of senses, for giving me family, relatives and friend that is always there, for giving me enough potentials and abilities that not all could have, for giving me the chance to dream and giving me he chance to reach those dreams. As a present for my God, I will love His people, especially those who are less fortunate and unloved.

MAHABANG BASAHAN…SULYAP KAY KOOKOO

                                       MORENO, Ytalia Nikolai S.

“Draw a basket of egg. Each egg contains question”, the professor announced. I asked “Can we invent our own? As in NOT basket at all”, as usual the professor allowed us. This is what I like most about Group Dynamics, we are always free to express our own thoughts and ideas.

      After the instruction, I saw that my classmates already had their own basket of eggs, they were almost starting to transfer came out, How can anyone see the eggs if they were hidden? Do I have the knack to draw a scenario out of that? Difficulties were on the air that moment.their drawing to the bond paper from their drafts. I actually thought of drawing a fish with eggs on its stomach, but I found it not so good (fish eggs are too small). I thought of an egg hunt setting but I didn’t know how to make one. Questions

      “I can draw what I want.” Those words pushed me to keep going. I drew a grass covered park with a bench and a trash can, where the ostrich egg and chicken eggs sit. Others were on the grass and one flying in the sky.

      Everything came for a reason. The ostrich egg represents my happiest moment which was my 18^th birthday celebration and the egg at the top of the trash can represents my lonesomeness. The other eggs which were scattered represent my family and friends (the persons that I will never forget), the skills I have (doing paper crafts), the most unforgettable experience (when I bit a kid’s cheek, yeah! I did), people’s description to me (masungit yet makulit), and the legacy I want to leave (my generosity among others).

      The group discussion was also great, I’ve been on a group of people which I barely know. I felt happy and comfortable sharing with them, they seemed entertained. I also enjoyed listening to them because I know, by that I would be able to know them somehow.

      As an upshot, this activity made me eager to know myself better (why do I think different among others?). This activity also taught me that no matter how things happen to be, I must proceed. In regards to my group discussion, it just made me accept others uniqueness and difference.

NEVER QUIT ON WHAT YOU THINK

MORENO, Ytalia Nikolai S.