Complexities of a prince\’s life…

Camie and I have been together for almost two months now. And I must say that she has been such a blessing to me. I’ve learned a lot from her and I know that we’ll have more great times together. Thanks Camie!!

Camie

Camie (again)

Camie and I at Lake Isabella

Camie and I before the forest fire. Haha! (more about the Lake Isabella camping on my next post)

And Camie, I dedicate this poem by E. E. Cummings to you:

she being Brand

-new;and you
know consequently a
little stiff i was

careful of her and(having

thoroughly oiled the universal
joint tested my gas felt of
her radiator made sure her springs were O.

K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her

 up,slipped the
clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she
kicked what
the hell)next
minute i was back in neutral tried and

again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg.    ing(my

lev-er Right-
oh and her gears being in
A 1 shape passed
from low through
second-in-to-high like
greasedlightning)just as we turned the corner of Divinity

avenue i touched the accelerator and give

her the juice,good

                                  (it

was the first ride and believe i we was
happy to see how nice she acted right up to
the last minute coming back down by the Public
Gardens i slammed on

the
internalexpanding
&
externalcontracting
brakes Bothatonce and

brought allofher tremB
-ling
to a:dead.

stand-
;Still)

 I need strength. Or maybe a good strategy to counteract the inevitable possibility. Whichever comes first, either courage or intelligence, I’ll take it. I’ve got to. Not for anything else, but for myself..

♣♣♣

The downside of one’s capability to love is the possibility of getting hurt.

I need strength. Or maybe a good strategy to counteract the inevitable possibility. Whichever comes first, either courage or intelligence, I’ll take it. I’ve got to. Not for anything else, but for myself..

♣♣♣

So another spring semester has passed and the grades are in. Quite frankly, I deserve the outcome. I got 4 A’s and a C. I really worked hard for all the A’s that I got. Music Appreciation, Art Appreciation, Computer Science Information Technology, and Economics II. More so with Econ. I knew I was fidgeting between A or B so I had to perform well with the extra credit and the Finals to secure an A.

I got a C in PE. Wow! Surprising. Not really.. Just being sarcastic. I took this last semester and got an A. This time around, I did not take it seriously. Aside from my other inconsecutive absences, I was a no-show for 3 consecutive weeks. I was just too lazy to go and decided to focus on other things such as my other classes and going out. Anyway, I’m already transferring to a university and PE is not that big of a deal in terms of computing for my GPA. But still, it still had that tang of disappointment knowing that I should have attended classes more often.

Still, I’m celebrating! I got an A in Econ!!! Wohoo! Party! Lol.

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A couple of friends and I will be going to Lake Isabella two weekends from today for a two-day camping trip. I wonder if I should get my fishing license.. Nah! C’mon, what could be so interesting with that? No offense to fishers or fishermen (do we call those who fish for recreation fishermen as well?) out there. It’s just that, personally speaking, it looks boring. Overly boring. Haha.

♣♣♣

The downside of one’s capability to love is the possibility of getting hurt.

Good Afternoon. 

First of all, I would like to extend my family’s gratitude to all those who have shown their support and love for our family in this trying time specially to those who are here with us today. 

If there were just one word to describe my lolo it would definitely be: loving. He was a loving husband, father, uncle, grandpa, and friend. I still remember when my cousins and I were growing up that he would continuously give us what we wanted, kind of spoiling us in a way. Well, that’s what most grandpas do right? What I didn’t know was that he would give me something more than those material things. He showed and taught me (without him knowing actually) what the word love really means. He showed he loved us especially to my lola.

I remember last year before his birthday, lolo and lola were arguing about something. I found it sort of cute. Yes, cute is the operative word I was looking for. They were like two teens, but what amazes me is that, after everything’s been said and done, they seem to get pass with what they were arguing about. No need for apologies. They understood each other right there and then.

I actually found something I wrote a year and two months ago about them. Here goes: My grandparents are different from what they used to be. They still held hands (moreso to assist each other while walking but I think there’s more to that), they no longer say “I love you” that often either. What they’ve maintained throughout the years is that they still talk. There would be times when lola would continuously talk and lolo seemed to listen intently. No response was needed from him. Sometimes, one would even complete the sentence of the other. Their conversations have become the outlet of their feelings for one another. By talking, they demonstrate how they care and love the other person. But it’s really more than the physical aspect of talking. It was more like two hearts in perfect harmony, communicating, understanding, forgiving, and loving; creating a beautiful music they both share. 

Pretty neat huh?

Anyway, I know that lolo is up there with God, looking down on us and I’m pretty sure he has a smile on his face. Besides, I’m sure he’s eating chicharon right now without worrying about what lola has to say.

To lolo, thank you for being such a wonderful grandpa. Thanks for all the sacrifices and support you’ve done not only to us but to others as well. But more importantly, thanks for the love you’ve bestowed upon each of us.

I end this speech with a quote I’ve heard before, “Love is not because you deserve it or not. It is what it is.”