Tuesday, November 28, 2006
time to blog again...
i'm currently in school right now; i'm in class, well, supposed to be. don't get me wrong. i'm not cutting. it's just that our professor is in the other class, teaching there... sweet. he told us earlier that we were already running late on the topics, and for pete's sake, this is already the second-to-the-last week before our finals.
anyway, im happy today! i've been through a lot of stress this week, and despite the danger of me failing my last calculus test, i decided to cheer up. just this morning, i felt really stressed out, that my stomach hurt so badly. i knew then that i had a bad case of hyper acidity. so, to break away from all the 'toxins' that several events have brought us, we girls (and mark) decided to go to robinson's place and eat there, plus have fun at the arcade. we enjoyed the 'once-in-a-lifetime' trip.. haha
finals week is fast approaching... wish me luck!!!
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
A Tribute to My "Lolo"
This may be a little late to write about, but I still want to pursue with it since now is the only chance I got since I last month because of the many things that took place.
I was deeply saddened by the news that reached me about Bro. Rafe. In fact, when I got the text message about the whole thing, I could not help but stare at the message while I resisted believing the story. The last time I saw him was in DLSU, near our Animo Canteen, and I was so excited to tell my parents about it, not knowing it would be the last time I would meet him. I still remember the way he smiled and greeted me when I approached him to let him know that I still belonged to La Salle. He held my hand and talked a little about how he has been, while looking at me with his cheery eyes. Honestly, the same scene stuck to my mind since that day and now that he’s gone, pictures of that incident never fail to flash back whenever I pass by the area where we chatted.
He was my grandfather way back in La Salle Lipa, because he pretty much reminded me of my own, especially when he talks and smiles. The smile he had every time he passes by my classroom when I was in grade school never failed to manifest his love for children and his care for each one of us as he asked how we have done so far with our schooling.
We went to his wake a day after my birthday. As I peeked into his coffin and saw his portrait beside it, I had a really hard time fighting back my tears. I still couldn’t believe he was gone. He was so strong and he didn’t seem to have any complications, then all of a sudden, he was returned to shore bloated and lifeless. I was very upset about how they wrote about him in the news. NO, he did not die because he swam. In fact, when the brothers got there, they all agreed that they would not because of the recent news that two guys drowned in the area. He only walked along the shore, but due to the strong undercurrent, he was taken into the sea (this is first hand information from Bro. Mawel) I CANNOT ACCEPT THEIR ASSUMPTIONS THAT HE SWAM because nobody in the right mind would even attempt to do so especially when rough tide is very visible. A person as bright as Brother Rafe will not ever do that.
Finally, I have learned to accept it. God must have had a reason to take him. The sea claimed just like that. The only thing I wish now is for him to be happy wherever he is. We cannot turn back time, and neither can we defy God’s plans for us. He was such a good man, a very loving man, and I will forever remember him that way. He never failed to touch hundreds of lives; maybe he has already fulfilled his mission, and deserved to rest happily in his laurels with God.
Goodbye, Brother. I will miss you so much
trixie . trix . ixie . pink . la salle . 
