A Good Start!

I thought there's no hope for IV-EQUALITY to win the jingle making contest. I can't believe we placed champions! I'm glad about the good start for our section.

I hope this event will be significant enough to be inspired for the next activities in our school.
I hope next time my section will cooperate more than well.

We also won two entries for the BIGGEST AND HEAVIEST FRUITS AND VEGETABLES.
Our banana and apple are chosen.

Hooray for IV-EQUALITY! Hooray for everybody!

My Lucky Purse

Coincidence or not, I think I owned a lucky purse. I have noticed that every time I'll place my money on it, I will never run out of money!

But, when I put my money in my other wallet, I'll regret that I did. My money vanishes so fast. Nothing left, as in ZERO.

I've been keeping that small purse for two years now, when I bought a school bag.

Is it really lucky? I hope yes--- so I could always say "LAST MONEY NEVER DIES!" When I feel that i'm losing money.

I REALLY NEED MONEY, ANYONE GIVE ME SOME MONEY! (singing).
everybody needs money!

Joke.


Lol.

What Sepak Takraw did to me

It was PE class. We went to our school's court to play any sports we wanted.

Mervin, Kent and I played Sepak Takraw.

I felt so arrogant because I'm good in playing that sport. I can serve, receive and do other techniques! I acted like a boy (since 5% of the ladies in school can only play that).

Suddenly ..................




The wooden ball hit my upper lip!


Ouch, it hurts! It was bleeding! It popped and hurts more than when I bit my lips before!

Luckily(gasp), It was only them two who saw me ------and those 60 junior students (starting to low voice and reddened)---- and those other students at the court and at the second floor!

Gosh! It was so embarrassing!

I will never play Sepak in public again!


Another lessoned learned :D

School Activity

So far, the recent activities that our school did were:
1. Health and Nutrition Quiz Bee
2. Cookfest
3. Jingle making contest for nutrition
4. Eat fruits and vegetables, Dairy products, and meat for the month of July.

Great! The event was so fun, Although I didn't made it to the finals for quiz bee, but we enjoyed more the jingle making contest.

Jamie brought her poster paints to face paint us for our props when we present on stage. we had our paints in uniform style. There was an 'equal' symbol on one part of our face (since our section was named EQUALITY). She was our artist.

We made more out of those poster paints. A lot of my girl classmates put designs on their arms (including me) because it was so fun.



Are you a fan of U-kiss? I never knew that band nor heard any of their songs. But Joyce made a cute design out of them, and that's the only part that I liked.



Look what Barry did to his hand. He painted it black and white checkered. Expected that he's an emo type of person, he designed it like that.



oww, and about what happened in our contest? It was hilarious. I don't know how to explain it well. We'll know the result of the winners on Friday.

Meet Joe.

His a chick.

My mom bought in the market.

It's my brother's pet. He named him as 'Joe'.

After 45 days, we will make Joe as our dinner.




LOL.

"Why, are you not our friend?"

"Bakit, hindi ka ba namin kaibigan?", Mervin said. I was touched. He really treats me as a friend, not only a classmate.

The story started like this.

Another guy classmate, Kent, pulled my ponied hair when he was at my back. I knew it was him. Since Mervin was beside him, I accused Mervs for that. He said defensively,"hey it was not me!".

"hmmm... Then it must be Kent! you are the only two people at my back. Who else could pull it? The ghost?", I replied.

"None of us did that to you!", Kent lied.
"Yeah. None", confused as Mervin said.

Mervin really didn't see that moment when Kent pulled my hair. He was looking at his phone.

Then I said,"Of course you will defend each other because you're both FRIENDS!"

"WHY, ARE YOU NOT OUR FRIEND?" Mervin said finally.

I was stoned and speechless. I never thought that they will include me in their group of friends. I was so low, but flattered that somehow they care for me because I am their friend.

Did you get my point?

If not, never mind. I just appreciate that little thing.

Thank you!

The "Me" Thing

A LESSON EVERYONE MUST LEARN

I'm apologizing to my father in advance for saying something about a matter I can't directly tell him (if ever you're reading). And to mom because I am not choosing what to post and I am posting a problem that should be kept only in our family, which the whole world can read it.

But I feel safe to blog this since I only have 11 followers and I think it is rare for someone to visit this page anyway.

I am now a teen, close to being an adult. My brain is functioning well so I get to know what is right from wrong. Nobody has to force me or no one brain washed me to say these things in front of my monitor. I just want the people to respect my opinion. I'll also try to be polite as much as possible to share with you my dilemma.

Whenever there is a problem that I am posting in here, that's because I WANT SOMETHING FOR A CHANGE. But I don't like people getting mad at me.

What am I talking about?

Lately, I am not liking a situation about my family. . .

Ok, Let's get it straight. Dad works abroad to support our financial needs. And when I say 'our' it ONLY INCLUDES his kids (that's us), and what his kids need. And I am not expecting other people, even his relatives.

Why am I saying this? I don't want to sound selfish but he has to stop sending money, packages and etc. to his relatives. They are not learning to work hard to get what they want ON THEIR OWN. It is us, especially me, who loses something when the time we need it (Like Money).

I always have to do things in a hard way just to get what I WANT. To understand how hard to get it, to know what obstacles I have to face. Just like how dad is doing to send us what we NEED. He gets tired, and he has to be away from us just to support us.

('Wants' and 'Needs' are totally different. Try to understand and you'll get what I mean.)

My question is, my father's siblings are not babies anymore. they have their own husbands and wives, some work abroad too for the sake of their family's needs. But why won't they just ask from them? What's the use of working abroad but still they have to ask some from dad (more money, send me this, send me that!)?

Pamilya ng pamilya ginugulo sa panghihingi ng mga bagay bagay na dapat sila ang nagsusumikap na mapundar!

When the fact me, his own daughter never asks too much like they do. Kami kasi ang nawawalan. Yung dapat sa amin ay napupunta sa inyo. Hindi nga ako tumatawag lagi sa ama ko para manghingi lang ng ganito ganyan na hindi naman talaga kinakailangan pa. Ako pinagsusumikapan ko muna yung mga naisin ko. Kayo na mas matanda and capable na magtrabaho hindi niyo pa magawa. Sino nagugulo? Kami!


It is not bad to give something to them if they need help. But giving them all the time, I don't think that is right anymore. And, what are they giving back in return? I guess that would be nothing. NOTHING AT ALL!

Mahirap mabuhay ngayon, kaming mga anak niya nakikipagtulungan sa sitwasyon ngayon. Kung ano ang meron yun ang pinagtatiyagaan. Pero bakit napaka-unfair?! kung sino pa ang HINDI MGA ANAK, sila pa ang mas masahol manghingi!


I feel so disappointed. It's like we're not my father's priority, but them. Kaya si dad din ang nahihirapan.

Parang nababalewala nalang yung mga sinusukli ko sa pagbibigay ni daddy ng kailanagn namin. Nababalewala lang yung pagsisikap ko makakuha ng matataas na marka sa paaralan, hindi magkaroon ng hindi magandang record sa school, magtiis na hindi gastusin ang pera na natabi ko sa mga hindi mahahalagang bagay, sa pagsunod sa mga utos, at sa pagiging mabuti at responsableng anak dahil sila hindi na nila kelangan gawin yung mga ginagawa ko para makahingi sila.

Pinapahirapan ko pa sarili ko na maging RESPONSABLE NA ANAK. Sana matagal ko narin ginagawa ang gingawa nila. Kung siguro naging ganun ako malamang hindi ako yung taong nagsisikap pa mag-aral!

I have noticed this before when I was 10 or 12 years old. I just couldn't speak because I am scared before, scared being scolded, grounded, or lose anything that I have. But why should I be scared now if what I AM FIGHTING FOR IS CORRECT!

This has to change! I AM ENTERING IN COLLEGE AND DAD IS GETTING OLDER. WE NEED MORE SAVINGS FOR OUR FUTURE NEEDS. AND DAD WILL NEVER WORK FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE TO CONTINUE GIVING TOO MUCH FROM HIS SIDE.

I am not saying this to step on them. I'm being matured enough. And I have the right.

I DIDN'T ASK TOO MUCH BEFORE BECAUSE I AM JUST STARTING NOW! I NEED IT TO FINISH COLLEGE. THERE'S A LOT OF EXPENSES TO PAY, FOR ME TO GRADUATE. I ALSO WANT DAD TO BE PROUD OF ME ONE DAY THAT I FINALLY FINISHED STUDYING AND I CAN GET MY OWN JOB TO HELP. TO BUY EVERYTHING I WANTED WITHOUT ASKING MONEY FROM HIM.

To finish college is one of my biggest dream in life. Kahit yun lang ang matupad masaya na ako. marami na kasi ako magaagwa pag nakatapos.





I am so sorry. I wasn't able to be polite as possible.

Please don't get me wrong and I hope you have an open mind to understand very well what I am trying to say. It's really hard to keep it to myself when my heart is going to explode!

IF THIS CONTINUES, I'M REALLY GOING TO REBEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




I'm sorry.

Almost Lost

Last Thursday, Mom drived me to Ateneo de Manila University, one of the prestigious college schools in the Philippines. We were there to get an application form.

The school was so awesome! many richy rich plus brainy students study in that school. I saw a lot of foreigners, Cute boys and lovely girls roaming around the campus. And the facilities were so clean and looked good.

And yeah, Mom said I have to go alone to get the form I need. She'll just wait for me at the parking area.

I started to get nervous. It was my first time. I felt like a transferee entering a new school. but I'm not transfering, and I don't have the assurance that I can pass the exam and enter that school. But I really want to. I just need faith.

All I have to do is to get an application form. Simple as that.

But, As I started walking, my knees were trembling. When I asked the information desk where's the Administration Office, I can't speak fluently even I was already using our own language.

The guy gave me a simple instruction. After that I thanked him and walked on my own.

I'm already walking so long but can't find the place he mentioned. I want to cry. My feeling is very different, like a kid lost in a mall, you know. I still moved forward when suddenly mom called me behind.

She followed me. I felt a relief. Thank God.

Mom was just testing me if I can really be alone that time.

And you know the answer.

LOL.

Mom, ever supportive mother.

A Disaster

My first and second day for examination was suspended. A typhoon entered our country. It was named "Basyang". We were not able to have electricity for 2 days and 3 nights since Tuesday. The wind was so strong too. Many roofs have been damaged in our places. Trees fell down and cable wires were everywhere. My cellphone had been trained. So NO CALLS, MSGS, REFRIGERATOR, TV, and especially, INTERNET!

The school decided to move the exams next Monday and Tuesday (The third day was held this Friday).

Our constructing site was one of the damaged houses. At least it wasn't bad, not entirely.

So here are some photos.








Since there's no electricity, me and mom decided to get out of the house and have some thing to eat.

Good thing, the weather became normal again.

Thank God, no one was hurt.

Why I'm Like This 3.0

Inside my room, I pulled a notebook where all the schedule of the exams are written. My first day will be ENGLISH, MAPEH and CALCULUS. I put out those three books and placed it on top of my study table. I decided to get my notebooks for those subjects too. I only have the two notebooks, for Mapeh and Calculus. My English notebook is missing. I wonder where it is.

I looked inside my bag again if it was there. I saw nothing. I suddenly remembered that a classmate borrowed it and maybe she forgot to give it back to me.

I decided to text her and tell her that my English notebook is with her. I was at the moment of pressing the send button when I eventually recall that the notebook I am looking for was the notebook that I pulled at the first place to check my schedules.

Gee, what a bad memory!

Sci-Math Club

My whole week was so tiring! I have plenty of assignments, researches, and other stuffs about school. Plus I have to get ready for my exam at the University of the Philippines, this August 7, 6:30 in the morning, located at the MATH BUILDING.

Well, what do I expect? I am a student. A very responsible student (joke!).

I missed everything. Reading books at night, blogging everyday, jogging, My crush, and many more!

Since school started I seldom read my novels, workout in the morning, and do what I like to do most----BLOGGING!.

Mom, she said that I am only allowed to open the computer from Friday- Sunday. That time is too short to do everything I have in the internet world.

But I guess it is much better. Since they always tell me so.

Here's the latest thing about me. Last Monday or Tuesday (I think) there's an announcement that students having 88% grade and above can join the 'science-math club'. I did.

This time I had a place where I can be elected as an officer. I didn't win ALLSSO last time (remember?) and so are my two best of friends. But in this club, The president is Dela Vega, Lacap and me are the vice-presidents.

YEEPY! I was so happy--- happy for them and for myself.

This is also a history, Since I entered grade 1 from that school they never had any student clubs. After 9 years, Finally the principal approved one of our platforms. Plus, me and Lacap are the first ever vice-president elected in that club, inside that school.

So this is how you feel when you're the first ever in something.

There will be another club next week to join, Fil-Eng club (Filipino-English). I will attend that. They say that we're going to create school papers and do some photography. I never done that in my life. Maybe even my last year in that school I can enjoy it.

It was successful then.

P.S. I joined the ADG (ALLS DANCE GROUP)

Hee-Haa!

Why I'm Like This 2.0

During a game of family Scrabble:

Jake: Don't be intimidated by the fact that I am smart. I can't help it. I just puke intelligence.

Me: You puke intelligence?

Jake: Yes. Every day. Why, don't you?

Why I'm Like This

Sister 1: Not to start a big religious debate, but, don't you ever sometimes wonder what Christmas was all about?

Me: Um, Jesus?

Sister 1: No, but, wasn't Jesus really born in April? So, why do we celebrate it in December?

Sister 2: You just got that from an episode of Bones.

Sister 1: I mean, Christmas is nice because it brings people together, but, what's the big deal?

Me: Well, Jesus was the Messiah, which is kind-of the basis for our faith. Christmas is his birthday.

Sister 1: But, don't you ever wonder sometimes, like, what about the dinosaurs?

It's a good thing we're not on a reality show.

It's Raining

It's raining, It's raining
But I am not complaining
For what's worst it can get?

It might soak your clothes
Or drip your nose
And make you a little bit wet.

But why try and be dry
When the sky wants to cry

.... And send tears that rain down on your head!