Since I will be accused of trashtalk and backbiting… I don’t care. All is welcome to read my blog but none is obliged to feel the same as I do. Maybe I will change my URL… I don’t care.

I broke up with my girlfriend. I realized that I had too much of her already, and that love isn’t just enough to work things out. Nevertheless… she’s happy, anyway. Break even, I guess? Hahaha. I realized that I deserve someone different, and I know she does too. Praying for the best for her. It was serendipity that brought us together, but apparently destiny broke us apart. Too bad. Hahaha daming drama.

The Seniors won as over-all Champions of the Intramurals. It is just quite ironic that most of us asked for God’s favor to win that stuff and we were all so humble enough to huddle in as a group to seek Divine Providence to rule over all, but when we were enthroned with the crown of victory, most of the victors celebrated the occasion with debauchery and drunkenness. Call me conservative or whatever, but since the dawn of man, indulging in alcohol has proven to destroy lives, break dreams and impregnate women. Sadly, I am not in the position to deliver sermons and act as conscience, even though most of these people are close friends.

People change. They say this is because the times they are a-changin’ , but I tell you otherwise. Going with the flow simply makes a person looks stupid.

It is just now, too, that I realized that as we grow up, we realize it become less important to have more friends and more important to have real ones. Okay I quoted that from Twitter. But that’s just how it really goes! Believe me, I’m learning it as of the moment.

The best thing I have learned as of the moment is that it is useless to care for people who couldn’t care less for themselves. I’ll just keep my prayers with them but my mind out of their lives. There you go.

I’m praying for two things right now: for God’s Will to be done and for me to accept it wholly.

God bless.
The Coffee Kid

P.S. Believe me, I still have so much to tell.

I have a girlfriend now. I’m Wing Commander of our school’s military detachment, still Editor-in-Chief of the school paper, still vying for the valedictory crown and still God’s work-in-progress.

Senior year… yeah. My mind’s going to explode with all these mumbo-jumbo of exams and entrance tests and projects and responsibilities… haay buhay -_-

As for this blog, HOPEFULLY, again a big HOPEFULLY (with all the letters in uppercase), it will continue to be a wild vine in the world of the internet, bringing you senseless stuff and disorganized thoughts to describe this unusual society and our indescribable God.

And… I forgot to mention. I love my girl :)))) her name is Bea. She’s one of my closest friends, too close she went inside my heart <3 Hope she stays in there forever. Heeeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

That's all for now. And yes, my personal resolution is that I would write only what my hands would like to express, not force myself to do so, so that my creative juices will come out as fresh as possible, 100% virgin. Hahaha

Adios!
The Coffee Kid

These few recent days, God has given me too much to complain. He has made me flight leader of our platoon, Editor-in-Chief of the school paper, attend an activity of the Rotary International and blessed me with a couple more days of service and love. I was so hooked up with life recently that I forgot the haven of my cyber world – thecoffeekid.wordpress.com. As a friend always said, I’m too blessed to complain.

Likewise, great power comes with great responsibility. I have to balance my time, fix my daily routine and schedule (less Facebook, more work), give myself that self-time I need and prevent myself from going down to the level of dissidents and prevent myself from breaking down due to the pressures of high school life.

I love myself. But sadly, some think otherwise. Well, perhaps that is just how life goes. Recently, someone has been bugging me so much, to the point of putting things in danger and out of order. Seemingly, things will only achieve solitude and order in the right time. Perhaps you have already heard me say this: but high school life isn’t really a walk in the park. There are spikes, detours, pits and wolves out to get me and eat on my remains, but hey! I have my whole life to come, and those wolves won’t just put my spirit down.

So here it goes: I love high school, I take the challenge of leadership and being someone and I hope everyone who reads this gets inspired to think likewise.

Good night, God bless and always remember that there is more to life than our high school hiatus and this: I CAN DO IT AND I WILL DO IT.

TOUGH TIMES NEVER LAST, BUT TOUGH PEOPLE DO!  -REV. DR. SCHULLER

Mr. Mendoza was already upset even before he saw on television what the policemen did to his brother. The other tourists who remained inside the bus were complaining. Wei Ji Jiang wanted to go to the bathroom. Dao Chi Yu was hungry and the rest were just groaning and whining like they have forgotten that our lives rest in Mr. Mendoza’s hands.

The hostage taker, as you know him was really nice. He treated us okay and even let the elders and the children leave the bus. He said your policemen treated him unfairly. He was a policeman too and was accused of doing something he had no knowledge of. But your government didn’t listen so he used us to get everyone’s attention.

Things would have never turned for the worst if he didn’t see how his family was dragged out of their house and taken into custody. He was watching the news all the time as we huddled around each other behind the bus. He shouted some words in your language then started shooting in the air. A girl about my age started screaming. Mr. Mendoza demanded her to stop but she didn’t understand English. God, he had to slash her neck with a knife just to put her to rest. Her boyfriend who tried to hit him was shot in the head.

Tension was rising. You can see in his face how scared and confused he was. The bus driver ran away leaving him alone with strangers from a distant land. I can see him walking across the aisle, sometimes pointing his machine gun to one of the tourists. But he tried his best not to hurt us, especially those who really cooperate.

I guess its in your nature not to inflict pain on others unless it was necessary. I remember him saying that he will free us before sundown and implored us to forget everything when we return home. But his words don’t matter now. The policemen were trying to force their way in, while we all lied down to shield ourselves from bullets. Mister Mendoza blindly shoots at his enemies which I think kept them from rescuing us. I hear sobs under the chairs. Some were even shouting the names of their loved ones even when the air merely eat their words. Kevin Tang tried to escape when the glass door was was shattered, but one shot and he slumped on the floor with blood gushing from his mouth.

Heavy rain pitter-pattered on the rooftop. In old Chinese saying, it means an end to a struggle. Finally, somebody was able to open the escape hatch at the back of the bus. Freedom. But I knew Mister Mendoza was still alive. I knew he was just waiting for a chance to strike back at his enemies. So I told those around me not to escape. Let the authorities come for us instead. Then there was gunfire. He was firing at his enemies with a machine gun. Those who were at the escape hatch fled abandoning us once again. It’s like a nightmare with no end and to wake up means a certain death. Then somebody from outside the bus threw a canister. It forced out a black smoke that is so painful to the eyes and putrid smelling to the nose. People started screaming. We cannot breathe. Some ran in front of the bus but Mister Mendoza warned them of stray bullets. It was too late. One was hit on the head, the other was hit on the shoulders. Bullets were now flying. Its like the authorities thought we were all dead. Mister Mendoza finally admits his mistake and said sorry to everyone, dead or alive. He then ran towards the front of the bus where he would meet his maker. As he passed by my chair with bullets whistling overhead, I clutched my hand on the velvet curtain and wrapped it around my face. All I could think of was to stay alive – for my child who is waiting for me back in Xinjang. I know I will survive, I will come home.

Bang Lu Min – Survivor, Quirino Bloodbath

[Quoted from supersawsaw.blogspot.com]

Recently, life has been very Topsy-turvy with me. Because of my busyness, I have not much time to interact with the internet, just as I have always recently said. And moments ago, I came up with simple but meaningful thoughts.

Fear. Webster defines the word in three ways: being afraid, reverence and expecting with alarm. For me, fear in terms of human psychology can also be defined by respect. Respect in ways that we honor, if not idolize, those role models that we look up to. Fear in terms that we know what they can do, what they already did and what they are doing. Fear that defines how order is. In Tagalog, takot.

In Church, we are taught to fear God. In school, we are taught how to fear… adults and seniors. Of course, that’s fear-respect. In all of these, we are taught, too, that only God is the highest-we are all people to be treated equally.

Maybe all these sounds like nonsense, but that’s really how I see fear-respect, and I feel like sharing my thoughts right now. There may be some who demands fear-afraid, but everyone deserves fear-respect, especially for people with higher standards than what we may already have. It is a must that we give that respect to them and treat them EQUALLY. I do.

The Coffee Kid
[Coffee TableTalk 1.1]

Lately, so many things are occupying my daily cycle. It has been a very busy period and I’m enjoying it. Now that I have so many priorities, there are just so many things to do, so limited time, yet so many unexplored thoughts! Good thing the first quarter grading is not that tough-yet. **** (Code of Silence) have been occupying much of my time lately, but I plan to balance things up soon. I can’t displace priorities, BALANCE IS A MUST.

Pros are that I’m having fun. My time is not wasted. I learn to discipline myself, to arrange my time-tables properly, to settle things on time and definitely to heal my disease-UNORGANIZATIONALISMITIS. Where’s a planner when I need one? :))

Cons? No me-time! I know that sounds very laze and self-absorbed, but that’s the truth! No time to chill, but I think it’s definitely more worth it.

As I indulge myself to my junior year, I never forget my duties to God, to my family.

So, I guess I would not regularly maintain this site for a while.

Sleepy,
The Coffee Kid

In my earlier blogs, you read about bugs and errors infecting my life. Wait, before I continue, this is no polemic, people. I just want to relieve my mind from these current dilemmas and hang-ups. But hey, why would I destroy my week because of these people, these classmates (who were once friends)? Now I’m really understanding those studies about adolescent troubles. “The Devil Wears Supra” is a nice title to one of them’s life. Although this really is no big deal, I just want to share some thoughts to you:

• Be careful on the people whom you will trust. Understand this positively: choose your friends in the manner that you can really count on them, trust them, and you can share your life and secrets freely with them.
• “If a truck is on your way, don’t face it. You can’t. The best thing is to get out-of-the-way.” This is not a sign of weakness. Of course, not all hang-ups on your life are trucks. Make sure that you will be strong in every struggles. If people bugging you are stone-hearted and irrevocably evil, try to give them some piece of your mind, share with them some good thoughts nicely, then go. There’s no point in bickering.
• Smile! As I said, don’t let these people destroy your day. If you’re a Christian, that’s a really big advantage. You’ll have the peace of mind you’ll need, and you will always know that everything will be ok.

I think these will help, well, based on experience. Small things go a long way and that will make your high school life easier.

I think next week will be a very busy week. Reports, activities and COCC. Well, better brace myself. :0

“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28

The Coffee Kid

After almost a month of silence, here I am- with too much in my mind. Dilemmas, excitements, troubles, blessings and a whole bunch of school and church responsibilities. But of course, my parents would always be on the help. What they always tells me is to BE ORGANIZED, SET GOALS and PRIORITIZE. Modesty aside, I really have so much responsibilities and I really have to cope up with these things.

School has been quite easier, but with the same old ugly stuff and classroom hiatus. School politics (yes, the ultimate training grounds for the future) SUCKS! Of course, I can feel my friends and fellow good students around me but the evil society just gets on my nerves! Although I’m not class president (what a relief), my teacher still entrusts me many things and that’s fine. I hope to keep up on many of my responsibilities and goals. I’ll be off to Baguio on 30 to give PRISSAAP again a try and hope that I’ll make it this time.

As a friend of mine always says, “I’m too blessed to complain.” At church, I hold positions at Sunday School and the Youth organization. I really thank Jesus for giving me chances to serve Him with all I am. I love teaching, and I want to keep up with my contemporaries. If I were you, I’d start serving God NOW so that our youth will not be wasted on Lady Gaga, DOTA or shopping! It’s now or never. I’d like to be a testimony of God’s providence because I love and serve Him.

Gee, what a year still to come! I know that through this Junior life, I learn more things and do more for the Glory of God. I guess the stress could be lessened by a Frappucino and a couple slices of Oreo Cheesecake at Starbuck’s :-)

That’s all, and as I always say, hope to keep in touch with WordPress everynow and then.

The Coffee Kid

My life could not get even better because of this summer! I’ve been blessed by a summer filled with the causes of my life: faith, history and fun! It was the perfect mash-up of all things worth living for in this world. Although those two months already ended, they were worthwhile and very nice. As I would put it: ang bagal ng oras, pero ang bilis ng panahon.

Again, I attended the Sunday School Institute as a second year student. It was one of the best! We really had interaction with the kids and I really learned more and more things as a Sunday School Teacher. Likewise, I once again attended the Youth Rally of our church.  Frankly speaking, I liked this one more than the previous year and this one really marked faith more and more in my life as a Christian, and I know that I will carry this until the peak of my life in Christ.

This one was also very important especially to our family and the denomination as a whole: my father was elected and CHOSEN by God to be General Superintendent of the Unida Church, thirty years after my grandfather Bishop Emilio Hernandez became one. Leading a 15,000-strong church is not easy, but as our life verse would put it,”I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” (Philippians 4:13). We as a family is very grateful to God and we know that He will make our church do many things for the greater glory of God.

If you have already read some of my blogs, I’m very politically inclined and I am a very opinionated man. But hey, it’s official! Noynoy won! History have been once again updated with something worth reading and I, once again, know that the next 6 years will be for the betterment of our country. With all this automated elections, it’s very nice to see a good result: the voice of the people.

Lastly, mixed up with all these awesome events in my life, I finally was able to watch GLEE! HAR HAR! What a nice past time to watch Glee with all the songs and the story and the stuff. Now that the season is going to end, what will happen? Will they go through the hell called Sue Sylvester? Gleek!

Now that time’s up and I’ll be hitting the books once again, I’ll keep in touch with this blog and hope to bring more and more sense in this internet world. God bless.

The Coffee Kid