1. The Cliff Hanger
“Ugh”, “FML”, “Days like these make me so depressed”
You obviously want people to ask what’s going on. About 5% of your Facebook friends will die from curiosity and cave in to ask what’s up, but the other 95% of us know you’re being intentionally vague for attention. It’s annoying. Stop.
2. The Shocker
“Going to the ER”, “Totaled my car”
If you’re going to the hospital or you have just been in an accident of some sort, you probably shouldn’t be making a status about it. This is not an appropriate way to tell your friends and family about something bad. If you’re well enough to post on fb, you can make a phone call.
3. The Private Message
“Omg I know you have your phone on you, bitches need to text back damn”, “Smh why do people have to talk about me behind…
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When I say that forever doesn’t exist doesn’t necessarily mean that it has anything to do with love or bitterness. I am actually saying that everything in this world is temporary. Wait for kingdom come, that’s when forever begins and exists.
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K-Group, short for Koinonia Group, is our church’s small group name. Koinonia is Greek for ‘fellowship’. Our small consists of a leader, an assistant leader, and seven to nine members.
It’s not my first time to lead a group. I have been selected to be a leader countless times especially at school. However, it’s my first time to be selected as an assistant leader in our small group.
K-Group 3 / O-K Group:
- Leader: Ate Debz
- Assistant Leader: Kae
It was a challenge and a responsibility. We had to deal with different people, with different personalities, with different backgrounds. We had to deal with their shyness’ we had to make them comfortable with each other; we had to make the group whole. And by whole, we had to assure them that no one was excluded; that they are included, accepted, and loved not just by us or by the church, but most especially by God.
We had out first meeting at Book Cafe Under the Tree. We played Uno and we got to know a few things about each other. Whoever lost the game had to answer a set of questions that we wrote on sticky notes. We pasted them on the wall of the cafe.
Our second meeting was at McDo Insular. we adopted Ally who was from Jep’s group. She substituted Delia who was busy with school at that time. We played ‘Words’, a game that was introduced to me by my friends at school. Nobody lost. But when we played that game again at church, I lost twice. Ironic, isn’t it? Ate Deb also taught a ‘Tap Tap’ game. A game that I learned from my cousins, so when we played that I didn’t lose that round.
We scheduled our third meeting on a Sunday hoping that everyone would be able to attend. When we were at Doc’s clinic only Ate Deb, Laurence and I were present. A trinity meeting. I felt a bit sad that only three of us were there, but we still had fun with “One Duck Fill In the Pond Kaplank”.
On our fourth meeting, we were kind of running out of funds. So we spent it on cheese bread. K-Group meetings taught me budgeting and stewardship. Given Php 500.00, we had to budget that for four to five meetings per month. And the food that we bought had to be enough for our members.
Nathanael was added to our group when he attended church. During that meeting, we surprised Janna with our version of their capping ceremony. A parody wherein Ate Deb was the school dean, and I was the department head. Yes, there was a capping ceremony where we used a Miami Heat fan cap. And a candle lighting ceremony where we borrowed the church’s candle. We made her say the Nightingale pledge and the Nurses’ prayer. Why’d we do it? Because when we first met with our respective K-Group, we asked our members what their concerns were. Janna’s concern was that her mom would not be able to attend her ceremony because she would not be able to leave Libya due to the war.
We were complete for the first and only time during our fifth meeting. It was raining hard. The last to arrive were Heaven and Nathanael who were drenched, we couldn’t help but tease them. We needed to eat, so we went to Jollibee Legarda. It was still raining and when we arrived at Jollibee we were all soaking wet. Heaven and Nathanael eventually got back at us, thank you rain!
I was absent during the next meeting, it was our organization’s election day and I had to help them out. Ate Deb said that they had a trinity meeting. That saddened me again.
On our second to the last meeting, we went for a trail walk/jog/run. Another trinity meeting, but it was fine. It was drizzling when we were at Yellow Trail, but we didn’t really feel it because the trees served as a shade. We ate at Shakey’s after that.
I started to become busy at school and Prelim exams were near. Two days before our K-Group was in-charge of leading the worship, typhoon Mario hit the country. I slept at my friend Ada’s house because I couldn’t go home. When I went home the following day, the entire barangay of Quezon Hill was experiencing a black-out, the road was covered with leaves, and there were fallen branches. We couldn’t leave the house the following day. That was the day when our K-Group was in-charge of leading the worship. I was obviously absent.
A day before our last meeting, Ate Deb and I met to buy a gift for our K-Group members. We decided to buy a planner for each of our members, and we wrote a message inside. On our last meeting, which was last Sunday, Jessa was added to our group and we had an open forum. All of the groups had the same pros and cons. Pro, wherein each member wanted to get to know members from other groups. Con, wherein we had to reshuffle and we would miss each other. After that, K-Harmony invited us to go bowling.
During the past three months, I learned how to bring people together in a group. Some people wouldn’t like my approach but it helped, in a way. I brought them together by teasing them. Okay, I’m open for criticism. Why would I tease them? Because they reacted to it, and instead of receiving a negative feedback they would laugh about it. I don’t know what kind of magic was there but somehow it made them feel comfortable in the group. Ironic, I know. But through teasing them, we got to talk to each of them; and Ate Deb and I made sure of that. We asked them for their ideas, their point of view and their reaction to the devotional. We asked them how they were and what their concerns were. We listened to them. And I think that’s what people like, being listened to and being noticed.
I learned how to be an ate. I learned how to be responsible. I learned how to budget money. I learned how to prepare for activities and devotionals.
I’m looking forward to learning more.
Challenge still accepted.
God Only Knows – BBC Music: http://youtu.be/XqLTe8h0-jo
This cover made my night. I was scrolling through my Newsfeed then I saw an article published on MTV’s Facebook page. I read it then searched for it on Youtube.
Last September 28, we rode a taxi going to Teachers Camp for the last day of our church festival. The driver, Mr. D., was very friendly. He greeted us, and his dispatcher (via walkie talkie) after he started the engine.
On the way, he told us that he would usually let people who were on their way to church ride on his taxi for free. For him it was his form of service for the people of God who were on their way to worship Him. He said that even though we had different religions we still worship the same God.
He started to talk about how much he appreciated ‘trash-pickers’, people selling on the streets, people working hard just to provide for their family and send their children to school. He despised those who stole just for easy money. He didn’t buy the ‘I just want to provide for my family’ excuse that theives would say when they got interviewed by the media after they got caught.
Then he told us his story. He was an ex-con imprisoned for 15 years. He was part of the special forces during the Marcos regime. He was on death row, the next person to be shot by the firing squad. And then the late President Marcos woke up and stopped the execution. That was when he said that God really loves him. He served his time in prison. He was evangelized by the Baptists who were active in prison ministry. When he got out, he attended services at various churches – Catholic, Baptist, and Evangelical. He said that he was able to get an NBI clearance to go abroad despite being an ex-con. He is from Manila and he settled here in Baguio. He married his wife who is from Lepanto, Mankayan, Benguet.
At this point, we arrived at Teachers Camp. I would have loved to hear the rest of his story. His story is his testimony to others. I believe that we weren’t the only passengers who heard or know of it. I pray that his passengers will be touched by his story, and turn to God, too. Thank you, Mr. D.
As I got out, I noticed the name of his taxi, “Sniper…”, remembering that he was part of the special forces. I hope I get to ride on his taxi again.
Everyone lies. And everyone lies for a reason.
I was upset last Saturday because of two things. First, because this creepy stalker won’t stop stalking. Second, because Mr. Awkward had a heart-to-heart with a girl. What’s with the lie?
Some people knew that I was upset. When they asked me why, I only told them reason number 1. Why couldn’t I tell them reason number two?
- I didn’t want to be judged as being clingy or assuming.
- We only have ‘sparks’.
- I could be over thinking.
- I felt insecure.
- I didn’t want to be interrogated because I don’t owe them an explanation.
- I’d look desperate.
So I only told people reason number one because I knew that they’d understand that, and that didn’t need any explanation.
While eating lunch last Sunday, a friend asked why Mr. Awkward looked problematic during the past few days. I only asked him why last Tuesday evening. And he said that he was alone during those times because his friends went food tripping without him. I wasn’t convinced because the reason sounded kind of off. Yeah, it’s sad that your friends went out without you, but I don’t think that that’s enough reason for someone to look really problematic. So when I told him that he just said that he’s moved on from his problem. Busted a lie, and he said that he’s moved on.
When people don’t want to talk about something:
- They say it directly.
- They say that they have moved on.
- They tell people not to worry about it.
- They change the topic.
- They don’t want to involve others, especially the one who asked.
- They say that they don’t know; they shrug.
- They lie.
We lie because we don’t want others to know the truth (obviously). We lie because sometimes we think that people would be more comfortable knowing the lie than knowing the truth.
She’s all laid up in bed with a broken heart,
While I’m drinking jack all alone in my local bar,
And we don’t know how,
How we got into this mad situation,
Only doing things out of frustration,
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard,
She needs me now but I can’t seem to find the time,
I’ve got a new job now on the unemployment line,
And we don’t know how,
How we got into this mess is this a gods test?
Someone help us cause we’re doing our best (best)
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard
Sparks. Sparks that lasted for a few days. And then you told me that you had a problem. And because of that problem, I knew that everything was gonna go downhill. I knew that it couldn’t be. And at the same time I was hurt. “Don’t play with people’s feelings.” I distanced myself because I believed that that was the right thing to do. And you needed to sort things out. I should have and could have helped you as a friend, but since I was involved, I couldn’t. Clouded judgment equals bias.
But we’re gonna start by
Drinking old cheap bottles of wine,
Sit talking up all night,
Saying things we haven’t for a while
A while ya
We’re smiling but we’re close to tears,
Even after all these years,
We just now got the feeling that we’re meeting for the first time
September. Feast. Awkward no more. Okay, maybe the first “Hello” was awkward. But then we started to talk to each other like the good old days…which was a few months ago. We talked like nothing happened. But we talked with ‘caution’; we didn’t involve the ‘sensitive’ topics.
Still waiting, like I told (promised) you.
I hang out with my friends
We sit down on a bench
Lights dance around us
The band plays on stage
I didn’t think about you.
Tick tock said the clock
We stare at the entrance
A girl appears…then another…
I realize what that meant
I wasn’t prepared.
Finally, someone spoke,
“Hey, awkward, you’re here.”
You take your place on the stage.
I try to look away.
Try to engage in a deep conversation
Try not to notice your presence.
I try…I try…but I fail.
I steal a glance at you
Then my eyes travel elsewhere
I pretend to be blind
I stand up, go to the comfort room,
Remove my contact lens,
Wear my low grade glasses
Perhaps he’ll think that I didn’t look up
Because I wasn’t wearing glasses
Fool! Low grade glasses!
They made my vision even more blurry
Than wearing just one contact lens.
I return to my seat
Fool! Now I don’t know whether
Or not I should look at him;
Don’t know whether he’s looking
At me or not
I can’t see you clearly
I stare blankly at the stage
We stand up and prepare to leave
“Hey, Awkward, I gotta go.
Talk to you later?”
“Hey, Awkward, I missed you.”