Looking forward...

This year's summer is a BAM! Grades hardly make me sleep. Exhausted? I've got much of that. Frustrated. What I'm praying for. In times like this, you need a powerful tool. And I couldn't think of anything else but prayer...

Looking at this depressants of a student life will just leave you detrimental. Fixing your eyes with these things destroys me more. So better yet, I've decided to focus more on the brighter side. Looking forward. Looking forward on the Capping. Looking forward on Sundays and Wednesdays[youth gatherings]. Looking forward on the YOUTH CONVERGENCE 2008!!! YAHOO!

Let's fix our eyes more on Jesus and all the sores of seeing the things of these world relieve us.

Went out swimming last Sunday. Mom's birthday. Roadtrip! KFC!

this week: E X A M!

Last One Standing True (LOST)

hayy.... friends really come and go. It was like yesterday when I'm with my friend who happened to call me "bezfreyn". But as days passed, her voice seemed to fade away. As if somebody had stolen the radio and the song i'm singing slowly fades away... She's with another company. That's fine with me. I'm just back from my old routine. Alone. I want to be available to anybody as much as a i can.

Yesterday, April 18, i was really excited to greet a friend a happy birthday. He's been really a good friend to me since my last year in highschool. He's one of those guys whom i've felt i'm special. and I miss him so much. Thinking he might have been forgotten an old friend, i did not expect any reply from him. Busy. Months ago, he told me he had a gf. Busy. With her. Maybe. Somehow i'm expecting he'll ask me how i am now. A thank you message and that's all. A forgotten friend once again.

L.O.S.T. that's Jesus... not because i have no choice. but because He;s the only BEST choice among all. a faithful friend till the end and will ever be... when all your friends are gone.

TOP SECRET:A Promise to Keep

People have secrets. People make promises. Promises to keep the secret loked on the chmber of human mind. I have secrets. They have secrets. I have once entrusted with one. I made a promise. It was confidential. And once in my life, I have told mine. I entrusted them mine. They make a promise, too.

But then, they have spilled my precious confidentiality to untrustworthy folks. They laughed at it. They just don't how. No, they really don't know at all. For them, it was a pretty hidden talk. Out of silent rage, I cried.

It was her that I realized how TRUST is in demand. How precious little secrets could be. It was a mark of one's privacy...

I cried not because of the escape of the cat. But because the person I thought could keep the promise have broken it. Man breaks promise. Suddenly I realized,

I have broken are, too...