My English Essay : I will think about it later

This is some of my late, English essay entitle '' I will think about it later '' .

As we run towards the twilight,

I noticed that this is not real.

I wish I could touch your hand 

once again and let the memory 

live forever .....

        It draws my tears every time i read the poem written by him . He meant so much to me, more than just a friend . His poem reminds me of all the memories from the past . 

      I have known him since we were both in kindergarten . He is older than i am but he use to call me ''sister'' . He said that he really want a sister as he is the only child of the family . Since that day, he called me ''sister'' even though i told him not to do so . 

       In primary school, we went to the same school but we were in different classes . I hate it when i have to listen all his nonsense stories and his bad jokes . But after all he was my so called '' best friend '' . I can say that we had a lot in common and we use to spent time together on weekend . 

       As children getting older, i am getting older too as now, i am in the junior high school, together with him in the same class . I remembered that many of my favorite hobbies were because of his influence . I learned to play the guitar from him and i started martial arts classes because he had did the same . Up till today, as the years gone by, i sit here reminisce with my guitar . 

      I still remember the days when we used to have our own bicycles . That was my first bicycles and i wanted to have one that look just like his . Strange, but somehow he seemed to be a big influence on me in my early years . Maybe because i have feelings for him but i refused to admit it because i am afraid that it could spoiled our friendship . 

        Finally, we were both in senior high school . The day before prom night, he walked to my locker '' my date is sicked . She's not coming, so i didn't have another date '' . In 7th grade, we made this promise that if neither one of us had a dates,  we would go together just as '' best friend '' . I stared at him as he smiled at me . I wanted him to be mine but i know he's not thinking of me that way . I wanted to tell him that i don't want to be just friend because i love him but i am too shy to admit . 

         As the day pass to a weeks, then a months, before i could blink, it was graduation day . I watched him on the stage to get his diploma . Before everyone went home, he came to me and said '' you here, thanks for coming and thanks for everything '' . I have no idea what his meant . 

        A few years later, now i sat in the pews of the church, watching '' that guy '' getting married . I watched them to exchange their vows and then the bride said '' i do '' . As my tears draw out, that moment i was happy for him and yet i was thinking that '' it should be me to be your bride '' . Before he drove away, he came to me and said '' you come ! Thank you so much ! '', then he kissed me on the cheek . I really wanted him to know about my true feelings that i don't want to be just friend but i know everything is just too late now .   

       Years passed, i looked down at the coffin of a man who used to be my '' best friend '' . At the service, they read his personal diary during his high school years . This is what it read : 

'' I stared at her and wishing that she was mine, but I know she doesn't notice me that way . 

I wanted to let her know that I don't want to be just friends because I really love and care 

for her. But I am just too shy and I don't have the guts to tell her ....''

I wish I did too, I thought to myself and cried. What really made me regret now is not letting him knowing about the feelings I have for him. That was my biggest regret for the rest of my life . 

        ''Hey mommy, why are you crying?'' suddenly my daughter come and approach me while showing me her drawing, instantly make all the memories disappear for a while. I smile at her and at the same time I stare at my daughter, who is 5 years old. I could almost see her enacting some of the thing I did in the past . 

I am thinking to visit my best friend's grave, Peter, this weekend. But before that I have so many thing to settle down first, so maybe ''I will think about it later ''...

p/s : sorry for my grammatical error . do comment it :D

The Amazing Place Called, Paris

My English essay for the SPM Trial, just got it today. 
Question: Describe a country you have always wanted to visit: PARIS

p/s : Sorry my essay not really good and there is a lot of grammatical error . 

      When people ask me about the place i always wanted to go, i will simply say 'Paris'. Then they will ask me again, why 'Paris' ? Why 'Paris' ? That is the question and i don't know why and how to answer it . Maybe they will never understand it but someday i will tell them 'why'. For now, let me keep this as my own special request to God, so that one day it will come true . 

      Paris, France is the place where fashion, culture and music are fabricated together and of course where 'love' will live forever . Paris usually known as 'the city of love' and why they call it so, i just don't have any idea. Some people also say that, Paris is the city of light, probably because it has an amazing scenery during the night . 

      There is a place in Paris where i always dream of going . Have you ever heard about the 'Eiffel Tower' ? Yes, it is the place where my heart belongs . For me, it is the most wonderful place in earth . People always ask me, 'why do you want to go there ? It is just a tower and there is nothing more than that ' . I know they will always say a thing like that but for me it is more than that . We actually can have a ride to the top of the Eiffel Tower . I can imagine how does it feel to be on top of it, just like a dream come true . 

      Travel around the world, i will never forget to bring my Nikon camera with me . As i really love photography, i will be the photographer and taking pictures along my journey . It is been my dream to have my own picture, stand in-front of the Eiffel Tower . I also heard that it is the perfect place for a marriage couple to go for honeymoon . 

       Beside that, there is a place in Paris known as Canal St. Martin . It is actually a river in the middle of the city. It has an amazing scenery during the day and night . Then, we can ride a boat along it . It would be so wonderful to enjoy . Not only that, there is a bridge along the river where it is a romantic place to propose . 

       Then i also wanted to go to Disneyland as people always say that 'your trip to this peaceful and wonderful country will be wasted if you did not take the opportunity to visit the Disneyland ' . I have google it from wikipedia, i found out that the Disneyland in Paris was the first to open in the world . Since i was a child, I have always dreamt to be there . As for me now, that has never changed . I still wanted to be there someday . 

        Paris is the place that had inspired me the most . It has always been my a dream to be there . My close friend and I, Ikmal, made this promise that 10 years from now, we will be there . It is funny to think about it actually, but that is what we really wanted . I'm also learning to speak a little bit of France language in order to prepare myself . One of the phrase that i know is '' Je tai'me '' which means '' i love you '' . 

        Someday, me, myself, will be there for real . I won't stop believing, i will hold on to this feeling, till i am there . I really believe that true happiness is measured by one's memory . Being there will be the most perfect  memory for me to cherish the rest of my life especially with the person i love and with my friends . I hope someday it will come true . They may say that i am a dreamer, but i know i am not the only one . 

Apa Kata Tuhan Tentang : HATI

Yakobus 3:16 Sebab di mana ada iri hati dan mementingkan diri sendiri di situ ada kekacauan dan segala macam perbuatan jahat .

Amsal 6:14 yang hatinya mengandungi tipu muslihat, yang sentiasa merencanakan kejahatan dan yang menimbulkan pertengkaran .

Yakobus 4:2 Kamu menginginkan sesuatu tetapi kamu tidak memperolehinya, lalu kamu membunuh . Kamu iri hati, kerana kamu tidak mencapai tujuanmu, lalu kamu bertengkar dan berkelahi . Kamu tidak memperoleh apa-apa kerana kamu tidak berdoa . 

Amsal 15:33 Takut akan TUHAN adalah didikan yang mendatangkan hikmat, dan kerendahan hati mendahului kehormatan .

Amsal 16:5 Setiap orang yang tinggi hati adalah kekejian bagi TUHAN, sungguh ia tidak akan luput dari hukuman . 

Matius 15:8 Bangsa ini memuliakan aku dengan bibirnya, padahal hatinya jauh daripadaku .

Yohanes 16:33 Semuanya itu kukatakan kepadamu, supaya kamu beroleh damai sejahtera dalam aku . Dalam dunia kamu menderita penganiayaan, tetapi kuatkanlah hatimu, aku telah mengalahkan dunia . 

Filipi 2:2 Karena itu sempurnakanlah sukacitaku dengan ini: hendaklah kamu sehati, sepikir, dalam satu kasih, satu jiwa, satu tujuan . 

Why '' TUMBLR " ???

you see, I have this so called ' tumblr ' account and I love it . 

The Meaning of "SOUL-MATE"

Meaning Of Soul Mate

From the dictionary the meaning of soul mate is literally – A person ideally suited to another as a close friend or romantic partner.

Thomas More described the meaning of soul mate a little more eloquently when he said "A soul mate is someone to whom we feel profoundly connected, as though the communication and communing that take place between us were not the product of intentional efforts, but rather a divine grace. This kind of relationship is so important to the soul that many have said there is nothing

more precious in life."

Deep within each human being is a desire to feel connected physically, emotionally and spiritually to another person….. to know and be deeply known. 

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. 

This is the meaning of soul mate. 

"How to find your soul mate without even looking" It is only available online by clicking this link Soul Mate

'' That Girl " you talking about

I'm that girl who forgives everyone who gets mad at me. I'm that girl who cares way too much about what people think of her. I'm that girl who fears being alone. I'm that girl who is scared of growing up. I'm that girl who acts like I'm tough when really, I feel like crying. I'm that girl who says yes to everything, because I hate disappointing people. I'm that girl who tries to be nice to everyone then gets taken advantage of. I'm that girl who doesn't care if it's a million dollars or a homemade card as long as you thought of me. I'm that girl who tries to express how she feels, but just can't find the words. 

I'm that girl who everyone thinks they know, but they don't.

FAITH IN GOD

FAITH IN GOD: Take time to read and to share with other bloggers. 

Somewhere in Milaor, Camarines Sur, there lived a fourth grader boy who would follow this route to school everyday: He has to cross the rugged plains and cross the dangerous highway where vehicles are recklessly driving to and from. 

Once past this highway, the boy would take a short cut, passing by the Church every morning just to say Hi to God, and faithfully say his, “Magandang umaga po” in Bicol dialect. He was faithfully being watched by a Priest who was happy to find innocence so uplifting in the morning,

“Kamusta, Andoy? Papasok ka na?”

“Opo padre …”

he would flash his innocent grin, the priest would be touched. He was so concerned that one day he talked to Andoy.  

“From school…”, he advised “Do not cross the highway, you can pass through the Church and I can accompany you to the other side of the road…that way I can see that you are home safe….”

“Thank you father … “

“Why don’t you go home … why do you stay in this church right after school?”

“I just want to say ‘Hi’ to my friend, God,”

and the priest would leave the boy to spend time beside the altar, talking to himself, but the priest was hiding behind the altar to listen to what this boy has to say to his heavenly FATHER. 

“You know my math exam was pretty bad today, but I did not cheat although my seatmate is bullying me for notes… I ate one cracker and drank my water, Itay had a bad season and all I can eat is this cracker. Thank you for this! I saw a poor kitten who was hungry and I know how he feels so I gave my last cracker to him … funny but I am not that hungry.  

Look, this is my last pair of slippers …I may have to walk barefoot next week, you see this is about to be broken… but it is okay….at least I am still going to school…. Some say we will have a hard season this month, some of my classmates have already stopped going to school …. please help them get to school again, please God?….Oh, you know, Inay hit me again, it is painful, but I know this pain will pass away, at least I still have a mother….  

God, you want to see my bruises? I know you can heal them…. Here… here and …. oh …blood ….I guess you knew about this one huh? Please don’t be mad at Inay, she is just tired and she worries for the food in our table and my schooling that is why she hits us….Oh, I think I am in love … there’s this pretty girl in my class, her name is Anita … do you think she will like me? 

Anyway, at least I know you will always like me, I don’t have to be anybody just to please you, you are my very best friend! Hey your birthday is two days from now!!! Aren’t you excited? I am! Wait till you see, I have a gift for you . but it is a surprise! I hope you will like it! Oooops, I have to go …” then he stood up and calls out,

“Padre, padre, I am finished talking to my friend ….you can accompany me to the other side of the road now” 

This routine happens everyday. Andoy never fails. Father Agaton shares this every Sunday to the people in his church because he has not seen a very pure faith and trust in God, a very positive look at negative situations.

One Christmas day, Father Agaton was sick so he could not make it in the Church, he was sent to the hospital. The Church was left to 4 manangs who would chant the rosary in 1000 miles per hour, would not smile and would always find fault in what you do, they were also very well versed in cursing if you irritate them! They were kneeling, saying their kilometric rosary when Andoy, coming from his Christmas party,playfully dashed in. 

“Hello God! I ……”

“P——!! (a curse) bata ka!! Alam mo nang may nagdadasal!! Alis!!”

Poor Andoy was so terrified, “Where’s Father Agaton? He is supposed to help me cross the street … and to be able to cross the street I will have to pass by the back door of this church. Not only that, I have to greet Jesus. It is His birthday, I have a gift right here….” Just as he was about to get the gift out of his shirt, the manang pulled his shirt and threw him out of the church. 

“Susmaryosep!!! (does the sign of the cross fervently) Alis kang bata ka, kung hindi matatamaan ka!!!

So the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the road in front of the church. He crossed. A fast moving bus came in. There was a blind curve. The boy was protecting his gift inside his shirt, so he was not looking. There was so little time. Andoy died on the spot. A lot of people crowded the poor boy, the body of a lifeless young boy … Suddenly, out of nowhere a tall man in a pure white shirt and pants, a face so mild and gentle, but with eyes full of tears… He came and carried the boy in His arms. He was crying. Curious bystanders nudged the man in white, and asked,

“Excuse me sir, are you related to this child? Do you know this child?”

The man in white, His face mourning and in agony, looked up and answered,

“He was my best friend . ” was all he said. He took the badly wrapped gift in the bloody chest of the lifeless boy, and placed it near His heart.

He stood up and carried the boy away and they both disappeared in sight. 

The crowd was curious … On Christmas Eve, Father Agaton learned of the shocking news. He visited the house, and wanted to verify about the man in white. He consulted the parents of Andoy. 

“How did you know that your son died?”

“A man in white brought him here.” sobbed the mother. “What did he say?”

The father answered, “He did not say anything. He was mourning. We do not know him and yet he was very lonely about our son’s death, as if he knew our son very well. But there was something peaceful and unexplainable about him. He gave me my son, and then he smiled peacefully. He brushed my son’s hair away from his face and kissed him on his forehead, then he whispered something…”

“What did he say?”

“He said to my boy…” the father began, “Thank you for the gift …. I will see you soon … you will be with me…” and the father of the boy continued, “and you know for a while, it felt so

wonderful … I cried, but I do not know why….all I know is I cried tears of joy …. I could not explain it, Father, but when that man left, something peaceful came over me, I felt a deep sense

of love inside … I could not explain the joy in my heart, I knew my boy is in heaven now but…tell me, Father, who is this man that my son talks to everyday in your church, you should know because you are always there … except at the time of his death ……”

Father Agaton suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes, with trembling knees, he murmurred, ” … He was talking to no one but GOD….”