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Paggising sa umaga Aking napansin ang mga Magang mata Isang pusong muling umasa Simple lang naman ang pangarap Ang makahanap Na isasama rin ako sa kanyang pangarap Sa aking mga bisig Ika'y nanlamig Tapos na ang kilig Ako ba'y nanaginip? https://www.instagram.com/p/B-AzbGIJtOf/?igshid=7dk1vxnyz540

If there's value in money, more reasons that we should find value in ourselves.

- CI, 2020

#valueformoney #valueyourself

#montalban #shortclips #photographs

Snow White and her Prince barged in disneyfrozen 's castle and had a little reunion with Belle, Cinderella, Anna, and Elsa. It was fun seeing you sisters! 💖 The cold bothered me a little tho. 😅

God revealed something during my first hike.

They said that when you travel, you learn something new. You have new memories to share. And in my case, my first hike gave me an awakening why I'm doing it, and what's the whole purpose of it.

For all the hikers out there, you know how much struggle we have to take before we reach the summit. It all start from knowing how high and steep the mountain, and who are the people that has the courage to be with you. It could be your closest friends, family, coworkers, or some strangers.

Mt. Maculot is not totally a high mountain to climb, but truly a challenging one. If you know the 9/9 difficulty of every mountain, then Mt. Maculot is in 3/9, and its rockies has 4/9 difficulty. To some, it could be easy, but for most of us, it wasn't.

Would you believe that God revealed something to me while doing my first hike? You might think that I wanted to go down when we were climbing - true, but there was more than that.

My first ascending step was exciting. It was not that hard since I prepared myself when it comes to long walks. It was dark and cold since we started climbing at around 3 A.M.

As we ascend to reach Grotto peak, I was in the middle of the new hikers and tenured ones. I was left behind by the first group and was waiting for the new hikers. I had the time to look around. It was pitch black. I had my led light with me and a heavy bag. Then I thought of the instance that I was almost quiting in my first job. I was disappointed with my performance, and felt like no one's with me. It was heavy, and too dark for me to see my purpose. I promised myself to get out of there after getting my first salary, but truly God touches people to remind you that He exists; and he used my older brother. He became my light during that time. My older brother told me that there is no such thing as easy work, but you can master it; that's the time it will become easy for you.

And when I reached the peak of Grotto, you can see the lights were like constellations, they were twinkling. But witnessing the sunset was astounding, the beauty of it will keep you speechless. And from that experience, God was revealing me that He made the day and the night and the stars. He let the sun rise to let us know that there will be always another day to make yourself better in every thing that you will do.

Genesis 1:14

And God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for signs and for seasons, and for days and years,

Malachi 4:2

But for you who fear my name, the sun of righteousness shall rise with healing in its wings. You shall go out leaping like calves from the stall.

We can encounter God's revelation everyday, in different places, and with various people. My first hike was more than climbing a mountain. It was a revelation on how caring our God is. He knows our struggles and He's just waiting for us to surrender.

James 4:10

Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will exalt you.

1 Peter 5:6-10

Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by your brotherhood throughout the world. And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.

Done

What a funny guy!

That's what I observe.

No one can even identify,

The happiness that you said I deserve.

A man who I barely know

Without hesitation, I feel belong.

Friendship is what he wants to show;

A rainbow sensation that's so strong.

Can't stop listening,

Perhaps, I had a syndrome.

I keep on discerning,

Why I sense home.

It was no fair

When he made me shy.

An excitement to share,

That we continue to magnify.

Ich Liebe Dich

I’ve told this thing all over again and again until I end up hurting myself or the other party. I felt so neglected and taken for granted. I was just wishing for one thing - care. This was so sudden, a guy whom I’ve never knew before is now with me laughing and talking with so many different things in life - our life. He fixes his hair and look at me with those gorgeous eyes. Saying bluntly that he love me so much and he don’t want me to go and be with another guy. Those powerful words let my heartbroken to mend. He let me in to his world and knew everything about him. No secrets or insecurities, he let me know how much he loves all of me. I wish he could my back gives and touch my hair. He is a blessing and will always be a blessing. I know, because I want to be sure about him.

The creative me enjoys the company of my lover roaming around to see the artsy walls of Bonifacio Global City.

Something I Can Believe In

Confession is never easy to a nobody desiring to be a special person to a somebody. It takes the whole you to swallow your pride and say, "I like you." And adding a word could make it deeper; "I honestly like you."

Like what Ed sang to us, don't tell someone you need them if you don't believe on it because everything will be a waste - starting from your exertions and bona fide feelings. You make a confession considering the best and worst situations that may show up to you. But there could also be a point that you got to accept that some people can only be in our hearts, not in our lives.

Confession will always have two answers to give you - either a sorry or I do too. Neutrality is never present in there. It either hurts you or motivates you. But one thing is for sure, it is a beautiful sentiment to engross. Just have to be brave and say it, well don't forget to ready your heart.

My feelings are transparent, dangerously luminous, and they either remain here or you'll keep them. I respect your decision, wholeheartedly.

Caumantad Falls, Bohol, Philippines

PORTIA ELOISE

I love my name so much that I could even marry it. A lot of people are asking me where did it come from and I always have two answers for that - it came from my father's favorite student, Portia Baluyut, and second, it has the meaning of "An Offering to God". Well, I've been living by this name for 20 years and I want to make my name a legend.

From a Latin baby name to Shakespeare's character, Portia is more than a name. I love art so much that I can make it for a living. I don't paint but I can be good in photography, film making, stage playing, and making people pretty. I've indulged myself in art since I always have this feeling of exhilaration when I turn a piece of draft into a masterpiece.

Since then, I started to magnify a lot of things from the crappiest to its finest piece. I understand stuffs more than as it is; started to learn the mystics and live so much in my mind. I am the Portia that see the larger picture when issues are presented. I have the solitary thoughtfulness and analysis of people and world events that makes me seem aloof. Well, I have a resting bitch face but I am totally approachable.

#photography #portraits #artofvisuals #art

An Open Letter to My First Batch Students

For more dramatic ambiance, listen to “Can’t Help Falling In Love With You” covered by Haley Reinhart.

I know how you looked at me the first time I sat down behind your class. Maybe you thought that I'll just be one of your teachers who'll be your enemy; who will bogs you down with homework, takes your phone when you are texting, and makes you feel "tanga" for not understanding concepts. However, my existence is not simply to make your life a living hell. I am much more than that.

It looks like I became disappointed when you do not understand my lesson. However, I want you to know that it is not you with whom I am frustrated; I am frustrated with myself. I go home straight and study my next lessons for you because I want you to learn. I brainstorm activities for you to enjoy these lessons yet most of the time I see you are getting bored. I am most likely upset when I teach the material and you get low scores; reflecting every single day on whether or not I am good enough for you. I do not expect you to recognize the work I put into my lessons, but I do want you to know that I try my best to make the material more understandable to every one of you. When you fail, I fail.

Your mind forgets but your heart do not. And that's okay! You have lots of things in life to do than worry about one of your high school teachers. You promise me that you'll stay in touch but staying in constant contact once you graduate and leave the MHS is no realistic. How I wish I have more time to train you to become a functioning member of society. I just hope that my words will continue to motivate you to move forward.

Remember that you'll be stepping out of my classroom, your reputation follows you and does not come back the next day. You know how I do not care if you are a student who causes trouble in my classroom every single day, because I always expect tomorrow to be different, and I do not judge you based on your today's behavior. You know how "makulit" I am to you when it comes to your unfinished seat works and outputs. And it is because I believe that you’ll do them.

When you are in my classroom, you are an individual. You are not defined by the letters on your report card or progress report. I define you by your character and effort. Sometimes I think you assume teachers play favorites based on who the "smart kids" are, but that is absolutely not true. I see your potential, even if you refuse to acknowledge it. And it's okay to be not an honor student.

Please don't think I am knocking my honor students because I absolutely appreciate your behavior and work ethic. I love facilitating discussions that spark your intellectual curiosity. Your maturity and ability to handle everything that is thrown at you blows my mind. I admire you for being able to juggle so many classes and extracurricular, and I cannot wait to see where college takes you.

Maybe you got sick on my everyday seat works and endless research writings and thought that I am punishing you but I do these things because I care. It is easy to follow directions and earn a grade, but that's not how it works in my classroom. I teach the way I do. It is not because I do it because Ma'am Malla told me so but because I actually care about your growth.

You have no idea how proud you make me on a daily basis, and it brings me so much joy to watch you develop your writings and speaking; doing your best to speak to me in straight English language. I watch you closely, and I notice your strengths and weaknesses. I am here for you, today and always. I am proud of you when you took the courage to open up something important. I am proud when you do your best to finish all your requirements during my time. I am proud when you speak your mind. I am proud when your section wins tournaments; I am proud when you read your speech; I am proud of who you are and who you will become.

You know that I am more than a teacher in a classroom. You teach me so much on a daily basis, and for that, I am extremely grateful. You also learn from each other, and I feel so privileged to be able to watch you grow, learn, and develop together within the four walls of our classroom community. I am excited for what your future holds, and I cannot wait to watch you "become." Thank you for those memorable jamming and kwentuhan ♥ I will surely miss you, nak.

Grow tall and proud, but always remember your roots.

I love you the moment I met your class, Ma'am Portia

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