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Snap back to reality. We better.♥

Thursday, December 23, 2004

It’s been awhile since I last wrote a very long post. As I was saying, I fixed a lot of layouts so didn’t have time to post and TA-DA! A new layout ü still looks plain, huh? Haha!

Two days before Christmas. I still can’t feel the spirit of it. Maybe because I ALWAYS get loads of sermon from my parents, particularly my mom. I don’t want to talk about that because I’m feeling OK now and it’ll ruin my day if I type down what happened.

These past few days, I think that God snapped me to reality. Things that happened were really something to mull over. People tend to forget about him and we become more materialistic, Well, ok, I can’t blame them, it’s part of realism. I admit, I am guilt-ridden.

Life is really short and these three happenings let me realized what its real meaning is.
1. The Typhoon that took innocent people’s lives and eradicate their shelters.
2. The Death of FPJ
and lastly
3. The death of De Venecia’s daughter.

Typhoon
I was really wondering that morning why my parents didn’t wake me and my brother up. So, I just went to their room and they told me that classes were suspended because of the downpour. Honestly, I was happy. I prayed that night and asked that classes be suspended because I didn’t want to report in our Filipino class, we weren’t ready that time. SELF-CENTERED, yes I am. But I didn’t know that it’ll cause people’s lives. In every move I made that time, there were people being buried alive and houses submerged in water and mud. I am really fortunate as I watched what happened on the television.

FPJ’s death
I get goose bumps everytime they show tributes for FPJ. I don’t know, it really shocked me when I heard the news about FPJ in the ICU, unconscious and much more surprised when they said, he died already. I’m not related to him or anything. But to tell you the truth I’m also in grief of his death. We were used to see him on T.V, whether his movie is shown or getting bashed in terms of politics. I also wonder why GMA won, I’m not on FPJ’s side or GMA’s but if that total of people who said to be more than the votes he got, visited and went to his burial, there was really stealing of votes, or whatever they call that. It’s right before our eyes, right? I also saw how Susan Roces, his wife, really is strong not only to her husband’s death but also on how she talked to the media and how she passed judgment on the administration. I heard someone said this on the T.V, I don’t know who he is but he speaks for I guess FPJ’s administration. I’m not sure of the words but it’s in Filipino. It was something like, their apologies were too late, it is better if he heard it with his own ears, why did they let he feel so bad. Something similar to that. Yeah, he got a really good point. Their request for forgiveness is really too late, he’s dead. Seeing Joseph Estrada staring at his bestfriend’s casket made me more down in the dumps. It is hard seeing your closest friend, the person who you grew up and work with their lying, not moving. Just imagine yourself in his place and you’ll feel the pain. There were also a lot of people crying over his death as if they were like his family. It only shows that FPJ made a really great impact on people’s lives. If you saw his casket, though it wasn’t shown close up, he was smiling. Maybe he is happy now, with GOD. May his soul rest in peace.

The daughter of De Venecia’s death

She was only 16. She is 1 year older than me. She could’ve lived longer and reach her goal if it weren’t for that fire that caught their house. I can imagine myself on her position that time. Being suffocated by thick smoke is really troublesome. Gasping for air and yet can’t get any. That’s my fear and she experienced that. She said to be smart and really sweet. About her parents, losing their youngest daughter is really one of the most tragic events in their lives. Her father said that she was his strength. I know she’s on cloud nine with Divinity. May her soul rest in peace.

I know you’re not used to seeing this on my blog. I just realized these things and its better if I’ll share it with you, guys. Snap back to reality.

♥ Vindicated @ 23.12.04



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