Friday, February 17, 2012

Migrating to a Different URL

Goodbye blog.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

If Only

FB status on V-Day:

"my student, Sunsun, wanted to give me a sticker so he can get a kiss for Valentine's Day but he didn't have any to give other than the big heart with his name on it which he was wearing on his uniform, so he ripped the heart into two and gave me the other, so sweet --- now, who needs a boyfriend when you have students like him..."

and that was all I needed to end February 14 with a bang. Thank you, Lord God for children who never fail to remind me of Your goodness.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Treasure Hunting

I miss this. I miss hunting for treasures in an old bookshop. I miss sniffing through the pages of old books and discovering little notes made by their previous owners. I miss haggling with storekeepers. I miss, I miss. Doi, ubani ko sa Khao San beh?

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

I Love My Family

I didn't have the fairytale childhood but I say I had the best. I didn't have the perfect family but we love each other no matter what other people assume. I love the strength of my father's silence and work ethics. I adore my mother's amazing ability to always get back on her feet and her unique mothering skills. I am proud of my brother's choices and his fearless declaration of his faith. I am blessed to have a sister who never plants hatred in her heart and who took every blow with a smile. I am Cynthia and Danny's daughter, Fort and Danna's baby sister; and I tell you now, I wouldn't change anything.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Letting Go

When fighting has become a cliche and there is no means to save what you have tried saving. Give it up and hand it over to God. When you have held His hand, you'll realize that there's no other hand you want to hold again.

Remember, you are stronger with Him by your side.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Do Not Falter

Do not be disheartened when people doubt your commitment because even Christ Jesus suffered the same..."And they were offended in him. But Jesus said unto them, A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in his own house. And he did not many mighty works there because of their unbelief - Matthew 13:57-58"

Tuesday, January 24, 2012


I Declare

I love you, Lord God.

I'm Proud To Be A Tree Hugger

I am DANIEL CEELINE S. RAMONAL, I lived and studied in BAGUIO CITY for 4 years, constantly went back there for vacations, and spent the happiest days in my life there. I have always considered Baguio as my home. I hereby PUBLICLY DECLARE that I AM AGAINST the earthballing/relocation of trees up on Luneta Hill to pave the way for SM City Baguio's expansion project.

(Now how hard is that, dear Public Servants? No, declaring you're an environmentalist and is generally against the cutting of trees and have planted trees in the past does not state your position on the matter. And yes, THIS IS A PROPER FORUM.)

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Not My Usual Letter

Ma, I know that I have not been a good daughter most times and I have also let my anger get in the way when I lash out on you with harsh, hurtful words. I am sorry if I have hurt you. I promise to bite my tongue and try harder next time. No, you are not dreaming is really happening---I am apologizing. Hahaha.

(Mama's response)

Hi Den. It's okay. I actually understand and love you even if you think I had been remiss in so many ways. Deep in me, I have always wanted only the best in all of you. I love you. I'm a mother first and foremost, over and above my needs and wants. I will never turn my back from any of you no matter what. Just forgive me in my 'kapabayaan' and for whatever I did in the past. Just know I have always wanted all of you to be at peace and happy with whatever your line in life would be. Take care and thank you.

(And then I cried.)

Happy Birthday, Den!

Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed for the Lord thy God is with thee withersoever thou goest - Joshua 1:9

Friday, January 20, 2012

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Reasons and Seasons

I was chatting with a friend who was currently being harassed by a certain somebody. He said that there's this loser who was sending messages to his fiance using a bogus account and advising her to save herself from an impending doom. Okay, it wasn't really stated that way but I just wanted it to be more dramatic. In short, she was told to back out and this loser was pretending to be a concerned friend. Hmmmmm...why does this plotline sound so familiar? Oh I know why, I went through some similar shit last year. I told him that this person may not be a guy (because I don't think a guy would actually bother to send those messages) but it might be a skunk that he got casually involved with in the past. With no arm-twisting done, he said 'yes, I had girls in the past but I'm ready to roll now;' and when I heard this, it was music to my ears. I love being a witness to a player's change of heart. My friend's playing days are over, he was ready to settle down because he has found the right girl. I don't really care about what the loser has been spreading --- he can shove that up his ass for all I care because if two people really loved each other, they will never let anything as pathetic as this attempt get in the way. I care more for the fact that my friend is a changed man.

How I wish I can be someone's reason for changing, rather than simply being a season. But then this story is not about my good friend, Andy --- congratulations! I wish you well.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Busy Bee

My plate is going to be full next month until April (I think).

First, I will be backpacking with friends next month. The same friends who initially showed me Thailand and Cambodia. I'm not allowed to say the name of one of my friends so I can't mention her here. If I put the name of the other friend, that will give her away since they are stuck like glue. I'll just mention the additional people we will be spending our trip with, Jana and Andrew. I am really excited and I am anxious to discover Phnom Penh with you guys; it's just disappointing that I will have to take a pass on the Vietnam trip though. Don't forget your pasalubongs. LOL.

Second, I will meet a college friend who I have not seen in ages. I'm not sure if she will need a tour since she has been in Bangkok countless times but I'll probably have to think of something interesting that will keep us busy just in case we run out of stories; which I think will be quite unlikely.

Third, Mama and Kuya are coming over for a month's vacation. Yahoo! I am looking forward to decent breakfasts and dinners which my mother will gladly prepare. And of course, I can't wait to show them Bangkok. (It would have been better though if my Papa and my sister will be here too. Sadly, I am still waiting for my father to decide as to when he will visit me here. He says the hospital is pretty busy these days and it's difficult to find a replacement.)

Once my family goes home, I think my backpacking friends will come back and stay until 'I don't know when' since they were not certain as to when they will go back home. Hahahaha.

See you soon, everyone!

Goodbye Christmas

I finally forced myself to pack the tree and all other christmas stuff around my apartment. It took me 2 hours to finish the task. Even up to the last minute, I prolonged completing the task because this would mean I would really have to say goodbye to christmas and wait again. I have always had this problem. Letting go of things which I loved. This is the main reason I have too many junk in my trunk. I keep things and pack them away so I can go back to them one day, to remember the happiness I felt. I like to reason that I am just being practical, that these things are things that I can probably use in the future; but the truth is I am just another hoarder. I hoard and stack things safely in one secret corner, away from prying eyes.

I really should learn to let go of some things this 2012. Seriously.

Friday, January 13, 2012

An Evening Prayer

If I have wounded any soul today,
If I have caused one foot to go astray,
If I have walked in my own willful way,
Dear Lord, forgive!

If I have uttered idle words or vain,
If I have turned aside from want or pain,
Lest I myself shall suffer through the strain,
Dear Lord, forgive!

If I have been perverse or hard, or cold,
If I have longed for shelter in Thy fold,
When Thou hast given me some fort to hold,
Dear Lord, forgive!

Forgive the sins I have confessed to Thee;
Forgive the secret sins I do not see;
O guide me, watch over me and my keeper be,
Dear Lord, Amen.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012


There's a big difference between being a bitch and being bitchy. There's a reason why a woman is called a whore. (If you don't know the definition then I suggest you don't use it) There's truth (or untruth I might say) to being referred to as useless. Some men have the balls to f*ck around and even have the nerve to badmouth the women they took for granted. Obviously, we cannot change what you have already said but let me just ask you 'Sirena ka or shiokoy?'

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Viber Power

I am falling inlove with viber! It's the perfect feature and I never understood why I never used it before. I just finished talking to three of my friends using viber and I just love talking to them without worrying about the minutes. I was able to talk to April (who I discovered was in Hongkong right this very minute --- you better buy me that plate!), Ruby Joy (who is based in Cayman Island) and Ceangy (who is in the Philippines). I was even able to exchange messages with Rhodo who is in New York. Perfect for the likes of me. LOL.

Now, if only I can convince my family to install the feature so I can talk to them everyday...

Friday, January 6, 2012

There is

There is no starting over.
There is only that scar on your left cheek,
there to let the band know that a fool approaches
so they can play their music.

There is no room for love.
There is only that word they call survival,
there to remind you that you have two legs
so to keep you upright.

There is no kindness in empty words.
There is only that harsh truth
there to let you lick your wounds while you hide in one corner
candy-coated for your convenience.

There is, however, a million memories that you can recreate
for a moment's peace
recreate that kiss,
that instance when your hands first touched,
that silence shared after a stolen glance.

That is all there is
before you go back to weaving dreams for children you have learned to call your own.