'Special'

Just a quick post.

I can't really sleep!!! Ugh, I'm getting up at 5 a.m. later and it's 1.38 a.m. I feel like I'm having insomnia or what, but seriously I need to sleep. 

I'm not going to rant. However, I just revealed a secret on Twitter. What I've tweeted concerns something about my personal faith. I believe in God, but I don't follow my religion's beliefs. I don't usually pray. Though I repeatedly utter the same prayers every subject I'm having everyday (the fact I'm in a Catholic university). I pray whenever I feel like I am worthy to talk to God. I have the highest respect to Him and that includes how and when will I pray, just like the intake of host. Catholics taught me not to take the 'body of Christ' when you feel that you're not worthy to receive it. 

I feel like not praying daily isn't a sin at all. I think praying without sincere intentions will void my prayers, which I don't like. I just have this feeling that a prayer is a privilege, and that it should be really SPECIAL. 

I'm always thankful to the Lord. Even though I might not say it through prayer, but in my heart I am. 

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.

Friday, Happy

Yesterday, arrived home. Rested. This morning, left home for CS. Definitely tiring! We'd cleaned as much as possible five or more dirt-stuck monoblock chairs per each person. Because I did, and I lost my energy for just an hour or two. Whatever. Anyways, I'm contented within the day.

This how the story rolls...

After CS, I had lunch at Jabee (Bayan) with my two very 'kalog' friends. We are just so hungry after cleaning. I even nearly puked of headache cause of hunger and of fatigue. Then after fast food, crossed the street for 15 Php ice cream at MINISTOP as dessert. I didn't really expect something to happen today but I had wished that while eating and even talked about it with my friends. Know what? It suddenly happened. I've seen it there! Was it destiny? I dunno. But I am just satisfied seeing it and the coincidence of eye movement, melted me. Literally. So it left after the ice cream. We stayed and talked more about other stuffs. We went back to school for a game, stayed there for hours, watched other sections' games, and played. We lose again, saddening though. But as mommy (adviser) says, "It's okay." and everything will go right as usual. I then arrived home after the game. Soooooo tired! Then my siblings told me that we're leaving again for Shopwise. My mum will treat us dinner outside. After they took a bath, I also did and I feel-like my body will collapse. Thank God it didn't. Ate dinner at Hap Chan and boom, full and bloated! Left and go back home.

While Facebooking and Twittering and page-hopping, something that I have lost hope with came true. Oh gosh! God is really good!!! I am still happy with what's happening right this time with my life. I am still pleased and thankful though there are times that I'm stubborn, also a burden.

Now, I'll try to accomplish and start with my projects/assignments. Happy Semestral Break!