Prisoner's Free

This was the second message from the camp brought by Ptr. Jon Espanolla. He was indeed a great speaker. He even helped us about 3 years ago, in a camp titled Developing Young Leaders in Rebuilding the Nation. He even made us realize how great our country.

Wow!This time, kakatapos ko lang mananghalian. Hehehe! It's time to share na what I've learned from the camp. Hindi ko man mailagay dito lahat. Pero I know, atleast, naishare at naiblog ko dito. The very first night of the camp has been very challenging.

Last April 13-17, 2009 ay naghold na naman ang IN Phils ng Youth Camp. Gaya nga ng kwento ko sa baba, hindi ko talaga inaasahang makakasama ako. Para sakin talaga yung camp na yon. Hekhek. Nung una, medyo nalungkot, kasi hindi nakasama ung crush ko na.

I have always been with my guy friends. Gimiks, Galaan, Barkada. I've been with my elder brothers and have been close with such people. I have always been amazed with their personalities and uniqueness. The way they handle things, the way they live,.

Isang umaga, nagising ako. Bigla na lang nangyaya sina Kuya na magswimming. Ayos ang trip ng family. Kaya ayon. Siksikan kami sa Car. Ayon. Basang basa ako diba:Anyways, masaya talaga pagbakasyon, as in walang problema. Pahinga lang ng pahinga. Tulog.

Haaay. Hindi ko na nga maitatanggi na ito ang pinakamagulong taon ng college life. particulary, ung 2nd sem. Lahat na ng away, ng gulo, rambulan, asaran ay andito. Haha!Xempre, kasama ko dun. Minsan, ako pa nga pasimuno eh. Haha! Sa wakas, natapos rin.

Naeexcite na talaga ko ngayon pa lang. Hindi ko naman kasi akalain na makakasama na naman ako sa Camp. Napakamemorable na naman ng paraan na ginawa ni God kaya ako nakasama. Hindi ito isang kakapalan ng muka kundi isang grace ni PapaGod.Sunday ng umaga.

When I was a kid, I'm dreaming of being an astronaut. It was a "selfish" dream of me. I just want fame and money. Then, when I'm in high school, when I started to watch GMA Docu's, I dream of becoming a Doctor to be able to go to the different barrios.

What can i do with my obsession With the things i cannot see Is there madness in my being Is it the wind that moves the trees?Sometimes You're further than the moon Sometimes You're closer than my skin And You surround me like a winter fog You've come.