It is the most beautiful time of the year; everyone is celebrating for Jesus Christ birthday, so peaceful and joyful. Christmas carols are all around the street, very soothing to hear. My dear family is so excited for the next thing will happen after 23^rd of December.

It doesn’t come to my mind that my holiday is beyond my expectation. I am more exhausted this vacation than in my school day’s. So tiring that you need to get up early in the morning and always go home late. However, this holiday life is worthless. Memories and experiences are another unfolded story of my life.

Week52 of the year 2011, the week it is, the week were all it begins my busiest holiday I could have had. December 23^rd, my father-side relatives just arrived, a long time no see, just texting and e-mail. To the following day, gives a chance to everyone to chat endlessly, at night we went to church with some of my cousins then, we go hard chatting along the street while walking home. We don’t cook for that night, for Noche Buena ‘cause we don’t buy anything, we just sleep after dinner. December 25^th, my dad with his mother, brother’s and sister’s-in-law arrived from Manila catching their sister, my Aunt Shirley in NAIA, she works for 5 year’s in Milan, Italy and this year she came home for us and for the big day of her daughter. So long, been the last time were we all unite, the moment was all-together is such water on my eyes. On the next day, we all go to Robinson Cabanatuan for a no limit shopping. Mon Dieu! C'est ravir. December 27^th to 28^th, we drive home to Villa Isla, bonding time with the Italiana. We eat a lot, we sing so loud, they drink so hard and we all chat ‘till night. On the following day, we just stay home, rest for a day preparing for tomorrow’s big day of my eldest cousin. She’s getting married. Yehey! After the wedding we drive to the reception venue at Circle’s Bar were the policy is “Eat all you can but there is no left-over and no sharing.”, and that was just great.

Now we all come to the end of the year, it is time to squeeze my gratitude to those who share their life for the year 2011. The clan planned that we should not sleep, we just eat a lot and sing a lot and make some noise at the New Year’s Eve, they do that but me, I just wanna be alone, go home to the land where happiness are full but I’m such a jerk to not enjoy it. I just stayed home and sleep ‘cause I just feel something that not is right. I just feel bad and want to be alone.

And that’s my experiences in my Christmas and the whole holiday, so tiring but I wrap it up with a crap. My relatives are so pissed-off with me that night. Oh great!

My heart is pounding

My friends are teasing

There he goes, he is coming

Do I need to say something?

When he just passed by

It feels like a goodbye.

All I can do is to sigh

And my heart is going to die.

I don’t know what I’m gonna do

When I see you boo,

My heart is like a kangaroo

Jumping high when you look at me too.

It is embarrassing that just to see your face

I will just to pretend to tie my shoelace

To hide my expression on how I really amaze

On how our Lord gives you that grace.

I never forget the acquaintance

That gave me the chance

To chat with you and not just to glance,

That  felt like we’re in Paris, France.

When you feel there’s no more goin’ right

They will come into you and hug you tight.

They will become your only light,

On your coldest and darkest night.

Born in different body

But act with one mentality.

If one is in state of anxiety

The pack will come and take your worry.

Good friends won’t talk trash behind your back

And don’t even bother just to mock

Because we’re family and we can talk

Sincere and nicely between us folks.

If anyone’s in trouble, they will fight

As long you never take your sight

They will make your day wonderful and bright

And you will feel the Love and Delight.

The day that you can’t be tame

And you’ve been such a lame

You will be grateful that they came

Because you feel the comfort and never be shame.

A true friend never hesitate his hand to lend

For his/her friend to be mend

And promise that friend’s ‘til the end

And that the time where friendship’s happened.

Other says that the class room or the school is the second home for an individual. Here we can mold our skills. The teacher’s are the one who we can treat as our second family/parents. They help us to enhance our knowledge and also they are one of the people who striving for us to achieve our dreams.

It’s been two years since I entered the land of Central Luzon State University. In that two years I’ve been studying on CLSU, there’s lot of dramas, joys, and craziness happened in my life. Experience’s that money can’t buy.

On my first year on CLSU, all I can notice is people are now more arrogant but serious person. I’m afraid at first, new school, new faces, and new worries. As time goes by and I’ve got a chance to get know deeper my new classmates and apparently became my new friends, I realized that college life is not that odd at all. Different province, different beliefs, and different types of living but we unified/unite as one. We’ve got one dream that time, to survive, to survive in MATHEMATICS.

I’m from En6 turn to En4 when I was on first year. Happiness, sorrows, and bullcraps are some of things we all dined together surviving in our first year. We all laugh together, fight as one together, and thrill together when were caught of cheating during exams. I remember our stage play in our Humanities, it’s so annoying that all our time spent in that crazy play. We get up so early and we go home so late just to practice and polish that scumbag. But it is priceless when we finally perform it in front of our Instructor. The joy we saw in her face is priceless.

After all the things that we’ve done, it’s like a big treat for us the annual Lantern Parade of CLSU. Our own old friends when were High School came just to see us, how sweet is that. It’s like a reunion for us that day and night.

Second year, I’m now an official IT student. Honestly it’s a nerve rocking ‘cause we will be reshuffled. It is another year and another people to be pleased-off; I hope it is not become “pissed-off”. In my first semester, I can say that I survive in Programming1. Thank God for the wisdom, knowledge and to unwaveringly love He gave to me/us.