IMAGINATIVE MINDS

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2010-04-20T03:17:00.000-07:00

One's Worth

2010-01-31T04:03:00.001-08:00

Life is a wheel. Sometimes your up, and sometimes your below just like the wheel, in just one moment what’s on top can suddenly go below and what’s below can suddenly go up. Sometime in our lives we can feel we have everything, but there is also a time in our lives when we feel like we have nothing.

Take me for instance; I can never escape my weaknesses, where ever I go, no matter how much I try, I am still the same like before, ignorant. I have worked hard to know a lot things and at times I tell my self how much improvement I have reached and now I am not ignorant anymore but still there is a time when people will tell me how ignorant I am in most things, how slow I am able to comprehend. Then suddenly pride would over rule me. Telling me that the basis of someone’s value or someone’s worth is how much a person have achieved. I tell myself ‘Ok I am ignorant! But I have a lot of technical skills and I can really succeed in the future, help the poor, be spiritually close to God, and we’ll see who is better than the both of us’. But later I realized that I am wrong. Someone’s worth is not to be reduced by the achievement he has achieved or by his technical skills he possessed or the knowledge he has owned or the wisdom he has enriched, or by the spirituality he has developed. Someone’s worth is life itself. I keep telling myself that it is written in the bible ‘Love your enemies’ at this times it is my friends whom have become my enemies, no! Rather it is their attitude towards my weaknesses that became my enemy not my friends. So I always smile and react positively, trying my best not to get hurt. As I pondered and reflected I realized why this happens. It is because I compare my self to others, I compare myself to the ideal characteristics list, I compare myself to the person I envisioned and rate myself where I am now. The reason why no matter what I can never be free from this feeling is because I never stop comparing. It’s like by comparing I am able to rate myself and give myself value. But life can never be reduced to such. Life is more than comparison. As I ponder I thought to myself, what is my value? Have I helped my friends? Have I achieved my goals? Though the answer is not yet or soon to be, I realized that my value is more than just this. I realized that though I never noticed it, maybe people appreciate me for who I am. Just by being there, being present in an activity, by talking to a friend when he has no one to talk to, by giving ideas when he has no ideas at all, just by crossing their lives, such intersection that me and my friends meet that they appreciate me. I really have hoped to have friends who really are ‘ideal’ where they won’t tell me how ignorant I am, but then again things we want are given to us by God not just in a way we imagined it to be. These people are not destroying me but rather reminding me of what still I have to change, it is still something I can improve.

We all have a value but it is not our achievement, it is not by being better, it is our life. One advice I would give is to stop comparing yourself to anyone, just live and be happy, just live and do your best. Our value lies within us; though we don’t notice it people appreciate us for who we are. So the next time I hear someone telling me that I’m ignorant I would answer “Yeah! So I’m ignorant… so what? … It isn’t my worth or my value”.

Act!

2010-01-29T08:15:00.000-08:00

There would come a time in one’s life that you just wanted to do the right thing. Later you would ask, what is doing the right thing? Then suddenly a voice would just whisper ‘How about Love?’ You then would entertain this still small voice, and for once in your life you could have done something honourable, and would say in reply to voice “Ok starting from now on I will fix my room!!” But what is showing love?

Going back to the scenario you would think of ways to show love. Kiss your mother or your father, do chores maybe, going deeper you think of little children who cannot eat and imagine yourself giving food to them. Help your classmates in their project and a whole lot more. But then if you ponder, it doesn’t feel right. It’s like doing these things just for the sake of showing love and it’s not love itself in its purest form. Then as you ponder, you then realize, ‘it is expected of me to love my mother, to love my father, to love my fellow men’ in short loving those people who loves you. By this in thought you feel that you love because it is your responsibility, it is expected of you. But how about loving your enemies? It is written in Matthew 5:44 “But I tell you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you.” And also in Matthew 5:46 “If you love those who love you what reward do you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that?” Enemies here don’t only pertain to our enemies but our loved ones too can be our enemies at times and even ourselves. No one is perfect, we all have our limitations and sometimes even our parents would loose it, but the question is how do we act upon it? This is the real test of love, not when we’re happy, but when we are about to react to a negative reaction from a loved one that is the real test. We should act not react on the situation. Show love in these cases, show love even if during at the time you didn’t feel that you were loved and I will tell there is reward in that.

So if you feel that your father is in a bad mood, show love, how? By being nice when he’s not, is already love. So if you feel the world is crumbling and falling down on you, show love, keep smiling, keep that happy feeling, and show kindness even in little ways. If you have a busy schedule, and for you this may be an enemy then show love, give your time away, and be happy while doing it, be happy while doing the things that keeps you busy.

NOTE: I acknowledge my Lord Jesus Christ for teaching me this lesson through the Bible, and through inspiration.

Knowing and Knowing about

2010-01-20T05:59:00.001-08:00

There are a lot of people coming our way. There are some that just pass us by and soon leave never to meet again but the memory remains. There are some who doesn’t allow becoming a passer by and stays with us and becomes our friend. But really, there are a lot of people in this world, some will leave, some will stay but the question is do we know them? Knowing them and knowing about them are two different things. The question I really want to ask is do you know your Savior? Do you know Jesus Christ? Or is it you just know about him?

I would like to share a dream of my friend. The dream goes like this:

Everything was white, like it was in heaven. It was probably the judgement day. A lot of people are lining up, waiting for their turn, to get into the room. They are waiting to be interviewed.

“Next!” the interviewer said.

This friend of mine went in. The interviewer wore a coat and a tie; he wore glasses, and held a clip board and a pen in his right hand.

“Ok Mr. tell me about Jesus Christ. What is He to you?” the interviewer said.

“Jesus Christ? Ow I know a lot about him!!” my friend said.

“He was born on Nazareth! Born of the virgin Mary” he continued.

“Tell me more about Him.” The interviewer asked as if he was not contented about the answer.

“He died on the cross! Who ever believed in Him will be saved. He is the truth, the way and light!” my friend said as he tried to recall what was written in the bible.

“That’s all? Tell me more…” The interviewer said in dissatisfaction.

“…” my friend was silent, he couldn’t tell any further.

Seeing that my friend was already having a hard time, the interviewer told him that it was okay and that he could leave the room.

When my friend left the room, a beggar went in. The beggar had no arms and only has one foot. The beggar knelt down and cried to the interviewer.

“My Lord! My Lord! My Savior Jesus Christ!” the beggar said

“My Child! I am happy that you have recognized me” the interviewer said.

And that is the end of the dream. So what’s the point of the story? In all honesty no one has seen the face of Jesus Christ. To know him doesn’t only mean to know about Him. To know Him is to experience Him, to have that strong connection between you and your Savior. Who knows maybe Jesus Christ is just beside you, and if He is, will you be able to recognize Him? Will you be able to recognize His presence? Know Him, not just knowing about Him.

Super Natural - Chapter 5

2009-04-08T20:05:00.000-07:00

Chapter 5: The Mysterious Guy…

Starting from that day on, I kept on dreaming about Matt. I kept on thinking is this a sign or something? There is also something very strange that had happened to me. I kept on seeing things. Sometimes I think that these things I see are illusions but they seemed so real. There is a new store named “G – Store Mart” next to our house and I never seen it being constructed. It’s like in an instant it was built. It was really strange!

It was a cloudy Wednesday. I kissed my mom goodbye. I was heading for school. Another strange thing! It seemed so… so white! It was just like in the movies like when there is a flash back it seemed so white! What is happening to me? I asked myself.

It was like I entered a different world. I looked around. Everyone’s image was not clear. Everything suddenly became blurred. I was afraid for a moment. Then I spotted someone. He was the only person that I could see very well. Judging from his looks he seemed to be in the mid 40’s. He was wearing a black jacket with a hood on his head and a cigarette on his mouth.

I closed my eyes for a moment and when I opened it everything went back to normal and the mysterious guy disappeared!

“Strange!” I said to myself then I continued walking.

I reached school. Alicia was the first one to greet me.

“Hi Willow!” she said smiling.

“Hello” I blushed and looked down.

“Let’s go to our classroom Willow!” she replied.

“Ahm… okay…” I said in a low tone.

First subject that day was History. Just like the usual I was nervous even though Alicia and I are not seatmates anymore, I really don’t know why. And just like the usual Mr. Petts, our History teacher, was very boring! I was so bored. And it made time seemed so slow. I gazed at her. It stopped my time for a while. Then she turned to my direction. I quickly turned around! My heart was pumping fast. I bowed down and pretended to read books. She giggled after seeing me. I tried to peek to see her reaction but I don’t want her to see me looking at her so I used my book to cover my face. I know thinking back, I sure look stupid.

Then soon after the bell rang!

Lunch time I ate alone in my favorite spot in school, where there is a talisay tree that blocks the sunlight. The sky was great that time. The clouds had the shape of cotton candy, elephant, and onion rings. Everything seemed so normal yet very strange to me. Somehow I get the feeling that something strange is going to happen again.

After I ate I stood up. I looked around. Everything seemed so white again. And soon the trees and birds became blur. And my vision was somehow distorted. I could hear a buzzing sound, like the sound that the rain makes when it hit the ground.

The irritating sound is hurting my head. I looked around. Again I saw the mysterious guy I just saw that morning! He put his hood, blowing his cigarette. Is it really raining? I told myself. When he saw that I saw him he ran away. Who was that? I told myself. Then soon the buzzing sound left me, and my vision became clear.

KungFu Soccer

2009-04-08T04:18:00.000-07:00

Kung Fu Soccer!=) pls leave some comments if you liked it! hehehehe..^_^ thank you. =)

Super Natural - Chapter 4

2009-03-15T02:42:00.000-07:00

Chapter 4: The Calling

I didn’t attend Matt’s funeral. I just don’t want to. I remember hearing Matt telling me that he doesn’t want anyone to cry for him. It’s just awkward he says. And going there would only lead me to a lot of tears. I went to school instead. It was a cold and rainy day. I even wore a raincoat. I always walk myself to school. It was just the same. The only difference is that there is no one beside me now. Usually he walks with me but now I am all alone. I could feel every bit of the rain hitting my skin like a needle. Still I felt guilty of the fact that because of me Matt died. I reached school and went directly to our classroom. Again my heart beat fast. Really fast!

It was because Alicia is my seatmate. She is so beautiful that my knees just lost its strength every time I see her. Just like the usual I was very silent. Though we don’t talk often I really wanted to be her friend. And just like always she is the one to speak first.

“How are you willow?” her sweet voice suddenly breaks the sadness within me.

“…” I remained quiet.

“I know it must have been hard for you”

“…”

“I’m really sorry. He’s your only friend here right?”

“…”

“Oh come on! Cheer up”

I know she was trying her best to cheer me up and I don’t want to disappoint her. Although I am a shy type of a guy I took the strength and tried to talk to her.

“Thank you for the flowers” I said in reply.

“I’m glad you liked it!” She smiled showing her teeth.

Then breaking the conversation, if it can be considered as a conversation, our teacher Mrs. Ruth called for our attention. I bowed my head. Alicia looked at me gave me a wink and smiled. She is such a nice girl and I feel comfortable with her.

The rest of the day went on like it was fast forward. Like seeing people pass me by quickly. And when I noticed it was already getting dark. The rain again started to fall in that evening. I saw Alicia in one of the pole waiting for the bus, wet in the rain. I run towards her. I reached for my raincoat and I placed it on her head.

“Thanks Willow!” she said smiling letting her dimples to show.

I couldn’t believe I did that. Rushing towards her and lending her my coat. It’s just something I don’t have the courage to do so. Maybe it was just instinct or maybe it was because she makes me comfortable with her. We took shelter back at school, at the guard house.

“I guess there would be no busses coming” she said.

“…” I was shy again and nothing to say.

“Willow?”

“Huh?!?” I was startled and nervous. I didn’t really know what to do.

“Why are you so quiet?” she questioned.

“…” In silence I bowed down.

Somehow she understood by my silence that I was only shy. We waited for the rain to stop. Although we were silent, I was really happy. Somehow I found a home in her. Not all people are like that. Most of the people are the ones I’m not comfortable with. But she is different. I can feel she that she will become a really close friend of mine.

Soon the rain did stop. The stars begin to show again.

“Will you walk me to my house?” she asked in a very low tone.

“What? No..”

“No?”

“Yes… wait… no”

“I don’t understand you”

“Honestly I’m just shy” I finally admitted.

Hearing that she smiled and probably blushed a little. I understand the fact that she is asking me to walk with her because it’s already late at night. “It’s only as friends and nothing more” was what I thought. “How can a girl like her like a guy like me” dropping the optimistic point of view.

In an instant she held my hand and squeezed it tight. She pulled me up.

“Well don’t be shy. I’m not a celebrity or anything.” She uttered.

I walked her to her home. It was 10 blocks away from school. I couldn’t find a word to say to her. Not even the most basic topics like “how are you”. But luckily when I have nothing to say she was the one to talk first. She would repeatedly say that she was sorry for me. When we reached her home she gave me a warmth hug.

“Willow its ok!” her voice was very soft.

Tears were flowing slowly. It was really painful having to loose your best friend or perhaps the only friend I did had. She hugged me tight almost squeezing my body. I was really thankful to her during that time. In times of sadness, I really needed that hug.

“Alicia…”

“?”

“Thank you!”

“Thank you for walking me to my house! It’s really not safe anymore when its this late!”

“No problem.”

“See you tomorrow!”

When I reached my home mom was dead worried. She was scolding me and kept on telling me how worried she was. She even thought another bus hit me again. I explained to her about the rain and about walking Alicia to her house. Mom smiled and even teased me on her.

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I was ready to go to sleep. I peeped out of my window. I was shocked with what I saw. I saw Matt’s ghost!

“Matt!” I shouted.

He didn’t looked back and started to walk away.

“Matt!” I shouted louder.

He looked back and said in a cold voice “Willow, come search for me!”

Then I awoke from the dream!
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One Step Closer to Victory

2009-03-08T06:37:00.000-07:00

this is the video I made when I was still playing tkd! enjoy! ^_^

True Christian

2009-03-05T03:18:00.000-08:00

This movie is about what it is to be a true Christian. What does it mean to be one? I hope you would get inspired and help you view on how to be one! Godbless!=)

Special thanks to...

Narrator: Marian Kirstie Sanchez
Boy: Jan-Raphael Chua

Super Natural - Chapter 3

2009-02-28T21:30:00.001-08:00

Chapter 3: The First Soul

The reflection that I saw was indeed dad! I was in a shock. My feet couldn’t move. It was even shaking during that time. I was so afraid almost like my soul went out of my body for a minute. When I regained the strength to move, I tripped over and hit my head on the sink. And I was unconscious for a while. I even thought for a minute maybe what I saw was just a dream. I really want dad to live again. I wanted to see him again, but not his ghost. I was always afraid of ghost ever since I was a child.

“Willow?” I can hear my dad’s voice. It was so real but I denied that it was him.

“Willow?” dad’s voice repeated to bounce in my ears but I continued to reject it.

I opened my eyes gently. My vision was not clear at the moment as my head was hit on the sink. Later I regained a clear sight. And I was shocked again to see my dad’s ghost! I leaned backwards. Dad lifted his hand almost as if telling me not to be afraid.

“Willow, no such a thing as ghost exists!” dad said.

This was always the line that calmed me when I am afraid and even in this situation it was very effective. I was calm and the fear subsided.

I smiled at dad.

“Dad what are you doing here?”

“I was always here… I never left.”

“Why? Souls are supposed to leave the living.”

“Yeah. Supposed to. But when souls remain here it only means one thing”

“What is it?”

“They have an unfinished business. We, unfinished business souls, couldn’t really have rest.”

“How sad.”

“Hey Willow! Want to sit with me on the swing I made for you on your 9^th birthday?”

“Sure dad! Just like old times.”

We went outside the house and into the swing dad made for me. It was like a series of flashback that came over me. I remembered how dad had sleepless nights outside the house just making the swing. I didn’t know he was making the swing. I was always looking at him through the window wondering what is dad doing? I could even remember seeing him trip over many times or fall over the tree. But he was able to finish it before my 9^th birthday. I was really surprised and happy to see the finished product the next day.

The swing was about 2 feet long where two to three people could sit by it. I sat by it and dad did too. How sad was it that when dad sat I couldn’t feel his weight. We talked for about 1 hour. We talked about school, how’s life as a soul, what happened to me, the accident, about Alicia and a lot of other things. Then I moved the topic.

“Dad, so what’s your unfinished business?” I asked.

“Your mom and I had a fight 2 days before my death”

“Ow, no wonder she feels lonely all the time though she never showed it to me.”

“But how’d you know that?”

“Well I’m her son so I would know.”

“Yeah, she feels guilty about it, but actually it was all my fault.”

“So what happened dad?”

“About the fight?”

“Yeah!”

“It’s none of your business.”

“Bummer!”

“I wrote her a letter the day before I died.”

“Were you able to give it?”

“No, I died before I get the chance to give it.”

“So where’s the letter now?”

“I left it at the office”

“We can go get it now!”

“It’s no use Willow, it was already thrown by my assistant!”

“…”

“There’s no chance of giving it now!”

I paused for a while and began to laugh as hard as I could…

“Dad! Death has shrunk your brain!” I laughed

“Willow, I have no more brain. Forgot about it?” he gave me a straight face

“I’m still alive! I can write the letter for you!” I told him with a cheer on my face.

Dad gave me a smile and gave me a pat me on the back but sadly I didn’t feel it. Then we went inside the house, into my room and began writing the letter that was meant for my mother. Dad was dictating to me all that he wanted to say while I was writing. And by dusk we were finished. We put the letter in an enveloped. It was already 7:00 in the evening. I knocked at my mother’s room. She opened it. Then I gave her the letter. Dad was beside me all the time. He was looking at mom, as she read the letter with tears in her eyes. She sat down. I was confused whether she is happy or sad, for the first time I couldn’t read what’s on her mind. Dad looked at me.

“Willow! Will you lend me your body?” dad said to me.

“Is that possible?”

“Only if you are willing”

And without hesitation I nodded to him. His soul passed through my body. And in an instant we switched places. Dad was within my body, and I was just beside him, a soul in a space. Dad, using my body, went near mom and hugged her tight.

“Dear I am sorry” dad said to mom.

“Mark, It’s ok! I should be the one to say sorry” mom with her eyes covered in tears. She didn’t saw my face

but what she saw was dad’s.

“No, It was my fault. I was selfish.”

“Wife should always support their husbands you know”

“No, that’s wrong. We are one remember? No one should have dominion over the other. I’m really sorry for making decisions without telling you. I shouldn’t have bought the T.V. We shouldn’t have moved. I shouldn’t have chosen work over Willow’s graduation. I’m really sorry.”

“Well, I can understand about Willow’s graduation. We didn’t have money then. I’m sorry too dear. I’m really sorry” mom burst into tears.

“It’s okay”

“Can you stay here?”

“No, I have to go”

“I understand.”

“But dear I am always with you no matter what.”

“You will always be in my heart sweetheart” mom said with a big smile.

Soon, dad left my body and we switch places again. Then I saw a ray of light going directly to my father. He said goodbye and then disappeared. The next day mom forgot that she was able to talk to dad but there was something different about her. Her eyes now glow. Like the life lost somehow came back. She was contented.

And I was too. But this was all just the beginning.

Super Natural - Chapter 2

2009-02-22T01:29:00.000-08:00

Chapter 2: The Meeting

Everything that had happened that day was repeated all over again in my memory. It seemed so vivid and real but it was all just a dream. It focused more on the event nearing the accident or maybe perhaps the event that made the accident to happen. In my memory, I was beside Alicia. I was really nervous that time. I couldn’t even bear to take a glimpse on her. My hands were shaking all of the time. I took a deep breath as I want to talk to her but failed every time. I borrowed from her a book entitled “Tomorrow”. Actually it wasn’t I who personally borrowed it, it was Matt.

I was going to return it that day but because of nervousness I wasn’t able to do so. And that was point number one. When the bell rang a classmate of ours went near me. His name was Richard. He wanted to borrow my notes and so I reached for my notes inside my bag. But another key event happened, I did not fully close my bag, it was half open. That was point number two.

Matt noticed that my bag was half open but he didn’t inform me. I don’t know why he didn’t inform me. And that was point number three. We crossed the street. Alicia’s book fell down. If only I returned it earlier, if only I didn’t forget to close my bag, if only Matt informed me my bag was open… IF!

The bus drove by in my direction as I went back to get the book. The event was so fast that I didn’t have the time to react! I believed I was hit by the bus. I believed.

When I was already conscious I realized that I was inside the hospital. My mother was beside me all of time. She was really worried who wouldn’t? I’m the only person she has left.

“Ow! Good! Your awake Willow!” my mother exclaimed.

“What happened?” I asked in a shaking memory.

“…”

“What happened?”

My mother didn’t answer my question instead she gave me a kiss on my forehead.

“Mom! What happened to me?” I insisted.

But still my mother wouldn’t answer. I kept on wondering what really did happen that day. I tried to recall but just couldn’t find the memory. My head still hurt that time.

“Stop talking Willow! Just get some rest, you need to conserve your energy” mom said very worried.

I obeyed my mother. I stopped talking instead I took a look at the room. It was a big room, with a television set. I noticed that there are flowers on the table. White roses to be exact with a note saying “Get well very soon”

“Mom who gave that?” I asked in curiosity.

“Ow? Those roses? A beautiful girl… I think her name was…”

“Alicia?”

“Ow yeah! That’s right! Her name was Alicia”

I turned red. I was really flattered. It made me think for a while does she like me? For a minute I was really happy that time. But I really didn’t want to assume so I dropped the idea. We’re friends! We are seatmates in our English class. She is my partner in our book report and I always forgot to bring pen and she always would lend me one. These roses don’t mean anything but friends! That was what I thought.

Later I learned that I was unconscious for about 3 days. Then a doctor knocked on the door. My mother opened it. The doctor whispered something to my mom that shocked her. What is it? I asked myself. I hope I didn’t ask that question.

My mom didn’t directly say it me, I just overheard it. I overheard that Matt just died. The reason why I am still alive is because of him. He pushed me during the last minute when I was about to get hit. His whole body got hit, mine was only half. Matt’s life in exchange of a book? How stupid of me. I was really angry at myself as I continued to cry inside the hospital.

When I was out of the hospital I felt like I wanted to die in his stead. Somehow I lost the life within me. Right now I know it was wrong to act that way. My mom needed me. But can you blame me? I lost my best friend because of my stupidity!

During the evening, it was already 9:00 p.m. I went to the bathroom. I brushed my tooth. I turned on the faucet. Looked up to the mirror and somehow I saw a reflection of someone. Someone I wasn’t sure of. As I looked to the mirror, the reflection went nearer and nearer. And later I recognized the face…

“Dad?!?” I almost shouted.

Super Natural Intro and Chapter 1

2009-02-17T06:13:00.002-08:00

Introduction

When I was young, I asked my father frequently if ghosts exist, and he would always reply “Son, there is no such thing as ghost!” His words would calm my fears and nightmares instantly, but there was just something in the blowing of the wind that made a part of me believe that there was more than just what we see everyday. That beyond what we see is something more. Just like the air, we can’t see it but we can feel it. I couldn’t feel their presence nor see them. But that was a very long time ago. Tme changed fast. That very day changed my life forever.

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Chapter 1: The Wish
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TUESDAY 7:00 a.m.

I woke up from bed having the feeling of happiness for it was my birthday. I went out of my room and went directly to the dinning table. My mom baked me a cake with 17 candles in it. Honestly, I really thought it’s already corny. I preferred cash rather than cake, but I guess I couldn’t blame her. It is because I’m the only son and my dad died 3 years ago.

“Willow, blow the candles!” my mom said with a big smile.

When I was about to blow the candles she interrupted. She told me to make a wish. So I closed my eyes gently and silently as I made my wish.

“So what did you wish for Willow?” she asked.

“It’s a SECRET!”

“Oh come on!” mom uttered in disappointment.

“No way! If I tell you, maybe it won’t come true.” I replied sarcastically.

Then we ate the cake together. Even though there were only the two of us left at home, we were happy. But I always get the feeling that mom was lonely since the death of dad. After eating, we washed the plates together. Then I prepared for school.

“Mom I’m going!”

“Ok! Willow! Where’s my kiss?”

“Mom! I’m 17 already!!”

“Don’t 17 year-old kids know how to kiss their moms?”

To cut the argument and make her happy, I kissed her cheeks gently. I really don’t like the idea that I’m already 17, and still I kiss my mom. But somehow it makes me happy.

Our school is just 5 houses away, so I always walk myself to school. The name of my school is Eastern National High School but most commonly known as East High.

When I arrived at school it felt like it was my first day. Everyone greeted me good morning along with a happy birthday. Matt, my best friend, went near me. We performed our ridiculous handshake and it always made us laugh. Then both of us walked to our classroom.

“So what did you’re mom get you?” asked Matt.

“A cake”

“Well that’s delicious”

“I would have preferred cash”

“I guess old people couldn’t cope up with us anymore”

“Well it was ok! I was happy with it. What’s important that she is still there” I said with a smile.

“Yeah! That’s right I highly agree”

We reached our classroom and we took our seats. Again I saw the most beautiful girl in the face of the world to pass me by. She had a black hair, blue eyes, and got the perfect face, she really is the most beautiful girl for me.

“Hi Alicia!” I said to her.

“Hello Willow!” she said in reply.

She sat beside me that made my heart beat really fast. Matt gave me a smiling look almost as if trying to tease me but I just ignored him. I couldn’t even bear to look at her, not even the slightest movement in my head, it was so focused to the front, I was really nervous. The time moved so slow and at the same time so fast. It was really a special moment for me.

RING! RING! RING!

It was already 5:40 in the afternoon. Matt and I went outside; we decided to cross the street. It wasn’t my first time crossing but something important just fell from my bag. Although thinking back, it wasn’t a good idea to go back for it but it was instinct. Everything just went so fast that time, the actual event was never clear to me. All I know, and remember is that Alicia’s favourite book fell down from my bag and I went back to get it not knowing that a bus was heading towards me. I noticed the bus. Then there was a sudden flash back that happened.

“Willow what did you wish for?”

“It’s a SECRET!”

But deep within me, my wish was ….

“I want to see dad!”

Then everything went black...

A Love Story

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Explanation: The boy in this Story is God, and the girl are us, all of us. Sometimes when were down because we're guilty, we wanted to die, we do things that made us loose our dignity, like we drown ourselves to addictions. But God, He is always there for us, He even gave His only Son just to save us from our sins. But still sometimes we tend to abuse God's kindness by taking Him for granted, by not recognizing Him. But what is His response all of the time? It is to Love us more and more each day using other people to tell us how much we are loved. He has already made His promises and He is always faithful to that and we too should be faithful, so when we think that God is so far away, think twice because He is just there only waiting for you to go to Him. I hope you liked the explanation! Godbless! =)

Requiring and Spending Time

2009-02-10T16:00:00.000-08:00

Not so long ago I required someone's time. I wanted her to be with me, to talk to me, to spend the rest of the afternoon with me. At times I think I was right, that spending time with a loved one is more important than anything else, maybe it is but requiring someone's time is not.

Surely one may consider "spending time" as a total waste of time. Think about it, we can do other things that are more productive like studying, preparing for a speech, working overtime and a lot more, but what we don't know is that "spending time" can also be an investment, investing our time for a rich relationship.

But requiring someone's time is another story. I just realized it one Sunday not so long ago. I went to our church and while I was listening to the speaker it came to my mind that there are still a lot of work to do and I want to go home and work it instead of attending to our church. Later I pondered to what I said in mind and realized how lucky I am that God is not like me, He is not selfish to require of my time. If He was the same as me then I would already been struck by lightning as I want to go home immediately! But luckily, He is not like that and I have realized that I had no right to require others time as God didn't require mine. God was always patient for me to go to Him and I should do the same for others, and same goes for all of us.

COMING SOON

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Watch out for the coming of Super Natural! It would start next week! and one to three chapters per week would be posted on this blog.

Stik animation: running sample

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ZEN - Draft (Click to enlarge)

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ZEN - Artwork (Click to enlarge)

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Ginger Bread Man

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Stik Arts

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What Comes Today

2009-02-06T05:14:00.000-08:00

Did your day end well? Or was it the other way around? Or did your day start badly that it also ended in the same way? But what does really matter? Is it how we start our day? Or how we end it? Is it looking backwards or looking forward for tomorrow? The past and the future are important but what really matters is today.

How we live, how we act, how people remember us is what defines us. But these things, things that we’ve done, are just a far off dream or just a memory. Though there won’t be a Today if there was no Yesterday, we just can’t forever dwell on our past. Maybe you’re guilty about something, or suffering from a painful past, or hurt from a broken relationship but these things should never pull you down because our past would always be a part of us but only a part and never the whole.

If our past is not the most important, then what is? Is it our future? At some point it is very important because our future is our goal. It is the point of time where we look forward to. But if we keep on hoping for the future without doing something today then we are like frozen in time and when our time will come only regret will remain in us.

We should always hope for a better future but there will be no future if we don’t do anything today. Today is the most important. If you failed yesterday then stand up and try again, if you have a broken relationship then wake up today and fix what was already broken, if you have a big dream that seems so far away then stop day dreaming and do little steps to reach that. Learn from the past, work for today to build your tomorrow.

Time and Change

2009-02-04T02:29:00.000-08:00

I have recently watched the Walt Disney movie “Meet the Robinsons”, and I would like to quote a beautiful saying from this magnificent movie which is “Keep Moving Forward”.

Let me share a story. I call it “My Story”, a fictional version.

There is a young boy, a young and handsome boy named Christopher. He is a frustrated writer, and every story he made is a failure. One day he writes a story and shows it to his friends. But his friends told him it was no good. Very depressed, he wondered to the woods and there he met an old man.

“Why are you so sad young boy?” the old man asked.

“I’m just no good. I fail at everything” Christopher replied.

“Oh don’t give up! You know I used to fail at everything too” the old man said.

The old man tried to cheer up Christopher but Christopher just wouldn’t listen.

“Let me take you to my house” the old man said.

“Ok. But we have to go back before 6 pm” Christopher uttered.

And both of them went to the old man’s car. Christopher noticed that there is something different about the car.

“So where is your house?” Christopher asked.

“It’s in the future” the old man said.

And in a blink of an eye both of them were already in the future. Christopher was so amazed that he is already in the future. Both of them were in front of a house.

“This is my house” the old man declared.

Both of them went in. Christopher noticed a lot of books in the old man’s house.

“Oh that’s the first best selling book I wrote” the old man revealed.

“You’re a writer?” Christopher was very amazed.

“Yup, I am a best selling author.” The old man humbly said.

“I am happy living here with my wife Christine, and we have 3 brilliant kids” the old man continued.

“Christine? HAHAHA...”

“Why are you laughing?” the old man asked in curiosity.

“Nah! It’s nothing. I just recalled the moments with my best friend that happened to have the same name with your wife” Christopher giggled in reply.

“It’s almost six” the old man reminded as he was looking at his watch.

“Ok let’s go back! Thanks for showing me your house” Christopher said.

And they went back to the car. Again, in a blink of an eye they were back to the present time.

“You better get going Christopher” the old man sympathized.

“Hey old man what’s your name?” Christopher asked.

“My name is Christopher, and I am your future” the old man answered.

“You better not give up or else you would have a different future” the old man continued.

And later the old man disappeared like a bubble. Christopher’s eyes widened. He rushed back to his house, got a pen and began to write.

And what happened next? He became a best selling author, married his best friend Christine, and had 3 brilliant kids.

So what’s my point of sharing this story? It is to keep moving forward. Recall for a time where people said you were no good and you have given up. Think if you haven’t given up that time what could have happened? For just a simple thing can really change your future. For a single decision of “Keep Moving Forward” can change your life forever.