Just the mere fact that I am leaving at the end of this month makes me sad. I passed the airport today and was thinking to myself, oh gosh I am going to be here soon. Why couldn't this exposure last 6 months instead of 3? I think what is hard about leaving is the fact that I wonder if I am ever going to see some of these people again. I don't want to forget some of these people, it is just hard to say good bye in general. I usually don't like good bye's, I like to say see you soon, then it gives me hope that I will see them again.
I didn't blog last night because I was way too tired after the volleyball game we had, which the team I am on won again. Yesterday I went to a school called SPAMAST. Now I originally thought this school was an elementary school that was developed through the Br. Polycarp Foundation, but I was way wrong. SPAMAST is actually a college and it is a school that deals with marine technology and aquatics, so it was very interesting and I was definitely shocked when we pulled up and I saw all college aged students. Cor Jesu helps with the first Friday Masses at the school, so we were there to provide the music and assistance wherever it was needed. It just so happened that the priest celebrating the Mass was the priest I saw get ordained on Wednesday. SPAMAST just so happened to be his second Mass to celebrate since his ordination. He really knew how to work the crowd, he tried to do his best in english when it came to his homily, but he went into the native dialect. He actually mentioned something about me not understanding and having a huge nose bleed. When a Filipino does not understand what is being said, they say "nose bleed" as if so much is coming at them that it causes their nose to bleed. It's a fun little expression. Came back to the Cor Jesu and then began to wash some clothes, which takes me forever.
The afternoon got busy for me. I had to read over the Campus Ministry information that will be published in the student handbook, I walked back and forth from the Cathedral a few times, either for office purposes or to have my confession heard. However, I did not attend the first Friday Mass at the Cathedral, but I did go with JoJo because we were going to be attending the vigil of an alumnus who died from bypass surgery who was only 30 years old. When I got to the house, the first thing that came to mind was the fact that my own brother is 30 and how I would feel if this had happened to him. What was interesting is that they family is a family I see all the time at daily Mass. I believe the father is the man I receive Communion from. Myself, JoJo, and the Hummingbirds helped with a prayer service, which I was able to lead. I feel bad though because I wasn't sure how to pronounce his name, so I had to ask JoJo when it came to pronouncing his name the first time so I wouldn't screw it up. I think the family enjoyed it and it really made me happy to see the Hummingbirds there outreaching to the community. Like I said at the beginning of this long paragraph, we played volleyball last night. There is never a dull moment in the volleyball games, you just have to be there to see for yourself.
Today was an interesting day to say the least. Last night I couldn't sleep, so I woke up tired, not wanting to go to prayer, wishing I could stay in my bed, but duties call. To my astonishment I was the only one that was awake, which made me frustrated because the two people that drive were asleep and this means that I would have to find some way to get to the monastery for Mass. Br. Dado ended up being awake and we took a tricycle to the monastery. However, trying to get a ride back was difficult, I think we ended up walking almost a mile, in our cassocks waiting for a ride. So that was sort of frustrating. Then I really got frustrated when I asked permission to accompany JoJo and some of the students to a location within Digos that will be used I guess for picture taking, but that was shot down. I wasn't in a good mood after that, I went back up to my room and just laid down. This became my reflection for the day. The more I thought about things and my time here, I started to feel bad because right now one of our aspirants is in the hospital terribly sick and here I am wanting to go do something fun since it is the weekend. I feel like I am being selfish with what I want to do with my weekends. Although I hate coming to this conclusion, but I need to stop trying to make things all about what I want while I here, but then again I am only here for a little big longer and who knows when or if I come back. All I know is that I really want to go to Eden Park to see the Philippine eagle before I leave. The day did get better, I ended up going with Br. Eli to Samal island. It's been two months since I have been there and this time around I wasn't sick and the water was a lot higher. We only stayed for a little while. In going to Samal, I actually missed a basketball game that I was suppose to play in here at Cor Jesu, hopefully we will play a few more before I leave. Time is running out and there is only a few things left that are important to see while I am here, I just hope that they come together.
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