Life is a gift. It's a precious gem that can't be buy by money and by anyone. The happiness you felt can't be measured with the blessings you get but rather on counting each blessings a day. If I would only have seven days left in this wonderful world, I will live it like any ordinary week. And as much as possible, I wouldn't let them know that it will be the last week of my life. I will still do the same routine every morning – still wake up late and do things in rush. I would still go to school running, still laugh at Mrs. Rubillar's jokes, still come in Filipino class prepared, still try to solve Mrs. Chanda's head cracking equations, still listen to Mrs. Duarte's small voice and perhaps for the first time, I will go beyond what is expected from me.
I would still eat my lunch alone. I'd still read Sociology and Anthropology book before entering my Soc. Class even if it's boring. I would still share stories with Lyn, still tease Kim to her crush, still answer Miko and Ayra's questions and i would still sing a song together with Ralph. I would still drink McFloat and eat burger on the last weekend of my life. I'd still consume my time talking to my dorm mates about anything and everything under the sun. I would still listen to Ate Ana's undying stories, I would still disturb Ate Dimple, I would give free massage to Ate Helena, I'd play guitar with Ate Ching, I'd talk to Kring – kring about her plans and dreams, I would still give sermon to my roommate for not drinking water after each meal and for the last time I'll laugh together with them.
I would talk to my dad for the very first time, and I know i will be wishing I did it earlier, I would talk to him like a 6 year-old girl telling him how much I love him. I would still listen to my mom's sermon every morning and i will tell her that even if I am a lola's girl, still she's the world's greatest mom. I would still tell to my sister how beautiful and smart she is – and she should be proud of it. I'd still chase my younger brother because of the T.V's remote control. My brother and I would still surf the Internet together. I would check my Friendster account and post a journal entry to my Blog for the last time.
I would still prepare a coffee for my lolo and help my lola to her office works. And i would still remind them how lucky I am for having them.
I would eat again for the last time a kilo of spaghetti and hundred pieces of cheese sticks together with my barkada – SPIES. And say to them that I am really happy I got to know them. I would build one more last dream and plan to Samon. I would still love to hear Aynodin's complements and cry on his shoulder once again. I would tell him that he always makes me feel special in his own simple ways. I would give my last tight hug to my sydkik for him to know how he really makes me happy and for being such a best bud.I would thank them all for taking good care of me.
I would still laugh at myself for being so clumsy, but this time without tolerating it. I would talk to God for the last time and ask him to take care of those persons I love and give them more than those blessings he bestowed upon me. Grant them happiness and provide them what their heart's truly desire. And this would still be the last prayer of my existence.
Monday, January 28, 2008
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5 comments:
wow!!8s a very very touching letter?!journal?!or wat so ever..bsta i lyk it so much..hehe..
job well done XEJ..
thank you...is it you samon?
hehehe...
eto yung tinatapos ko noon kaya di ko pinatingin sau agad...hehehe
hu ever u are? hehehe
cno nga ba ngpost nang comment na yan? hmmm...pede pkilagyan ng name para ma-acknowldge ng mabuti...heheh
thank you so much...
para naman i can pay for your accounts on my blog..thank you ulit
bleh its very touching..napaluha aq promiz...ang galig mo..lalo n dun a part ung mgkain k parin ng isang kilong spaghetti ng mga chizstikz....
tnx bleh...huhuhuh
:( miss ko na kau.
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