Goodbye High School

28th March, 2012. I left my life from high school, started my 2012 vacation, and will soon be welcoming another step of my life. It's been a long time since I was born, since I was a toddler, since I was a kindergarten, since I was an elementary, and now a high school alumna. I'm so happy to succeed in this. I'm so happy for myself. Although I haven't received any awards or medals, I am still happy. I don't know why, maybe I'm happy for my friends, my family, and to those who believes in me. I'm thankful to God. He never leaves, He stays. I can't live without His grace, His power, His presence, HIM.

Ang mga Kaibigan ko ng Hayskul

Sa totoo lang, marami talaga akong na-realized mga nitong araw lang. Idrk kung part 'to ng growing up or just normal na nangyayari sa tao. Parang nung napaisip ako, ang dami kong mami-MISS sa tana ng buhay high school student ko. Ewan ko, dati para sakin basta makatapos ako okay na. Feel ko dati ang O.A. ng mga students na umiiyak pag-graduation lalo na kung makikita pa rin naman sila next school year sa same school pati. Tas dati ang dating sakin ng mga remembrances ay JOLOGS. Ang taas ng pride ko tas parang wala kong pakialam sa feelings ng mga friends or mga nagmamahal sakin. Hanggang 'thank you' lang ang response ko.

Marami na din naman akong naging friends eh kahit na maraming gusto na siguro akong patayin sa sobrang kaprangkahan ko. Feel ko lahat ng tinuturing kong friends ay ganun din ang tingin sakin. Yung tipong walang bahid ng kaplastikan. Tingin ko nga, lahat talaga ng kaibigan ko ay kaya kong mabilang sa mga daliri ko.

Rosal Benedette

I've been telling people not to call me with my real name. I feel awkward when I hear them calling me with that. It seems that they're bullying or playing something irritating with my name. I don't know, I don't even dislike my name it's just --- I don't like someone playing with that precious name. I know you're now wondering how did it become precious, because even I, just found out that it's really precious.

I am Rosal Benedette. Rosal came from my mother and father's names, ROSemarie and ALfredo, and not from the Rosal flower. Benedette, as my mother said, is meaningful. She said that the name was from Rose Benedette which is a flower that signifies a saint or something related to a saint. I forgot the whole story and the saint's name, sorry. The flower is plainly Rose and the benedette after is an Italian word for "blessed". Of course I was grateful about what I had discovered and I just realized that if Rose Benedette means a Blessed Rose, then Rosal Benedette is defined as Blessed Rosal. 

I know I am blessed all my life. I know that God is with me all the time, especially when I need Him by my side, for advice, for genuine help, and for His great love. I know He does everything for my own benefit, for my own stand in this world. He does all these challenges for my better aspect, for improvement. He gives me all my loved ones not only my family, my friends, but all those people who inspires me. I'm really thankful that I knew Him more through my friends which are as well, my inspirations. 

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"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."

                                                     -Philippians 4:13

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NOTE. The Italian word benedette is pronounced differently from my name.