CHAPTER 1

 

Born in the middle of December, when people was at the peak of doing their holiday shopping. He is the youngest in a family of four. Among the members of his family he is closest to his sister. She is like a mother, a friend, and sometimes even his father. Their seventeen years of gap wasn't problem when it comes to communications for the two of them.

 

Normal people would normally treat their childhood as a treasured memory, but to Carl his childhood is considered as one of the darkest parts of his time. He would normally take three times the effort whenever he needs to share this to anyone. It’s like him telling the said memory is a crime.

 

Carl grew up having all the attention given to him by his parents. Since his sister is old and independent already when he entered puberty and the discipline given to him was extraordinary. His innocence was taken away at an early age. His way of thinking was way off of his age, malice came to him. He was too hard to handle. In his grade school days, his academics were even at risk because of his stubbornness. He started to cut his class and have some fun instead. Being with his so called friends were the things he priorities the most. It caused him a huge gap with hi parents. His father was a retired army man and discipline to him was everything. He can't believe that he can't handle his own son. Most of the time it was Carl's behavior that causes these major arguments. His relationship with his father wasn't good at all. He was mostly outside and just goes home to take a bath and change his clothes.

 

Taking his things to the rectory he sat on the chair and opened his bag. His stole which is green, the color that indicates that it's Sunday in ordinary time in the Roman Calendar, was clean and bright. He bought it for this special occasion. "Father Carl..." a swift voice coming from the door was resonating along with the feedback coming from the microphone. It was the altar boy assigned to assist him. The kid bowed to him in respect.

 

"Father is there anything that I can do for you?"

 

"No, everything is fine..." Carl replied with a wink in his eyes.

 

Carl took out the rest of his things from the bag. He stood up and wore all the things needed. When something fell down. He suddenly got on his knees to see what fell down from him. He seemed to be looking for nothing after searching the area where he assumed the thing fell.

 

"Father this crucifix looks a little expensive." the altar boy asked.

 

Carl was startled by the boy's sudden appearance in front of him. "So it was this who fell down..." he was smiling with relief.

 

"Thank you..." the boy gave the crucifix back to Carl. "May I know your name?"

 

"Father you can just call me Baste, since my name is very long...." the boy was smiling at him.

 

"May I know the reason why you want to become a priest?"

 

The boy blushed and bowed his head down. Then shook his head. Carl giggled a little, "atleast you've thought about your future at this point in time..."

 

"Why father, how old are you when you entered the seminary?" Carl sat down on the soft couch near him. What do you expect for a forty five years old priest. "Well I was twenty nine years old when I entered the seminary..." He have been through a lot before deciding this sudden change in life.

 

He wasn't a good child at all. He admits it also. His high school life was both long and miserable. Long because a lot of things happened and miserable because he was greatly affected by it. "I was a lonely kid." holding the crucifix tightly. Back in his high school days he is known as a popular guy both to same and opposite sex. Vices like drinking alcoholic beverages and smoking was known to him. Girls even find him cool because of that. Even though he was enrolled to a homestudy program in school, his vices continued. Girls, were even a handful for him. He kept on changing partners; he was yearning for affection.

 

"But you don't look like it now... Father..." the altar boy was smiling.

 

"Thank you..."

 

Carl went through all the preparations then stood up. He went out of the rectory and walked at the side of the corridor, the mass will be starting at around ten minutes. Looking back then maybe painful for others, but for him reminiscing the past is like reviewing his previous exams so that he won’t commit the same mistakes again.

 

*Disclaimer*

"This is a work of FICTION. Any resemblances of characters to any actual person whether living or dead is purely coincidental"

Waking up with you.

 

A grasp from the morning sun

tries to slowly capture my gaze.

Morning moods are gone

with your tight embrace;

 

Your hair that tickles my ear

your hand that holds me intact

that my strength seems queer.

In your arms I am locked.

 

And so I tried, but suddenly got tired from choosing words from A-Z. At least it passed the haiku stage that I was expecting to have. XD

Finally I've done pretty well in doing this whole page from scratch... Uhuh this is the 30th page of reaching you.. Having fights with my own consciousness on how would I do the said page is CRAZY!! I've been doing a lot of twitting in twitter right now so I won't mind if you'll follow me, because I'll follow you too @ridgeword... See I even uploaded the WIP of the page... (=.=) of course without the texts, it's a surprise.....




I've been practicing my Japanese ever since I started twitting in twitter, I'm not that good though, I hope upon reaching my goal in speaking in japanese, I would be able to help those guys who's scanslating my favorite mangas.. I would love that!

This morning I was unusually in the school at around 10:20am (class starts at 10:30am), unusual? Yes! because I'm not late! Yipee!! Our professor came in late though so she didn't mind getting our attendance.. DAMMIT! Our lesson was about our grammars on how to use the preposition AT, IN and ON. I have no idea that there is such particular usage of it... (TnT) so I soulfully listened to it and absorbed every particle of her saliva (Yuck) just to learn it. It was pretty dramatic when I got the highest score at our SQ2. Yipee!! I got 11/14 teehee!

Today we went singing at a karaoke bar! I sang Evanescence(wooo) a little filipino and a lot of english songs... I forgot my camera that's why I can't put a picture here... Sorry for that... Ok enough of this I'll get going on doing this page of mine... hehehe