There is nothing more important to a person than his future. He goes through hardships and sacrifices to make what he envisions a reality. The future holds the satisfaction of oneself. Everyone wants to have a laid-back tomorrow. Nobody wants a vague one. Every person who wants to succeed strives hard to have a hold of a suite life.
For years, a number of profession has haunted me to be in transit to their embrace. Anything connected to English, the language, always shone upon me. It's as if it's calling for my name to be in sync with it. English had always been my high point ever since who knows when. I just love the subject and the subject loves me in return. Say we compliment each other? I love scribbling and writing my thoughts on paper.
I know for a fact that a lot are far better than me but my passion for the certain art can go beyond infinity. Having a passion for it led me to thinking of baiting a job connected to communication, so I'll study AB English and watch where my career goes in the future.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Change: It Starts With Me
Leaves fall on autumn. Graphite goes through a process to become a shining diamond. Everything changes. Nothing and no one in this world stays the same. So it's ironic if you tell a person to stay the same and not change at all.
Change do not only apply with the physical features. Mental, emotional and other aspects change through the years. Even likes change. One day I like you; The nest day, I'll be treating you as trash. Changing is normal. You can't restrain it. You can't control it. Once done, you can't really say it would stay just like that 'cause even the most powerful thing in the world called "love" fades at some point.
I am young, but I am not innocent. I am certainly not blind with all the cruelness the world is offering. I want to change anything that's not in it's proper order. So here I am, the child, the warrior.
Change do not only apply with the physical features. Mental, emotional and other aspects change through the years. Even likes change. One day I like you; The nest day, I'll be treating you as trash. Changing is normal. You can't restrain it. You can't control it. Once done, you can't really say it would stay just like that 'cause even the most powerful thing in the world called "love" fades at some point.
I am young, but I am not innocent. I am certainly not blind with all the cruelness the world is offering. I want to change anything that's not in it's proper order. So here I am, the child, the warrior.
Kannawidan: Festival of Traditions
There's a festivity that the whole of Ilocos Sur celebrates. It is the festival of traditions -- Kannawidan. Like any other festivals, there were shows set to entertain the Ilokanos. There were contests and pageants, and there were shops located at the side of the capitol which is in the heart of the city of Vigan, wherein people from neighboring towns and cities brought their wonderful products.
The Kannawidan Festival happens annually on the last days of January to the first days of the month of February. The festivity gives color and a bit of nostalgia to anyone who see the things ans series of events that are in store for them.
Nest year, the Kannawidan Festival will be again reaching our grounds. I hope it'll be as good or better than the previous years.
The Kannawidan Festival happens annually on the last days of January to the first days of the month of February. The festivity gives color and a bit of nostalgia to anyone who see the things ans series of events that are in store for them.
Nest year, the Kannawidan Festival will be again reaching our grounds. I hope it'll be as good or better than the previous years.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
What's With the 25th of January?
The 25th of January marks the festival of the city from the North with cobble stone streets and vintage houses. It is also the conversion of St. Paul, the patron saint
of the city. This year, and probably and every year, the day started with a grand parade consisting of floats of different establishments, CAT officers and teachers of school located in Vigan, kings and queens of the variety of pageants sponsored by the city government and etc. People lined up on the streets with different businesses in hands -- watch the parade, get candies and some other stuffs, try their luck to see popular stars.
On another note, it was also the birthday of the first female president of the Philippines, and also the mother of the current ruler of the country. Her family celebrated her birthday by visiting her grave.
On another note again, a bus along the streets of Makati exploded which killed 5, and left many bruised. It was an attack no one had ever anticipated.
of the city. This year, and probably and every year, the day started with a grand parade consisting of floats of different establishments, CAT officers and teachers of school located in Vigan, kings and queens of the variety of pageants sponsored by the city government and etc. People lined up on the streets with different businesses in hands -- watch the parade, get candies and some other stuffs, try their luck to see popular stars.
On another note, it was also the birthday of the first female president of the Philippines, and also the mother of the current ruler of the country. Her family celebrated her birthday by visiting her grave.
On another note again, a bus along the streets of Makati exploded which killed 5, and left many bruised. It was an attack no one had ever anticipated.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Reflection 2011
It seems like yesterday when 2010 came rushing along. Now, it's 2011 and we're bound to face more challenges. A few months more and we'll be ditching the school grounds. A lot of things may still happen -- They can either make or break us.
For the third grading period, I've got to taste my first and last RSPC. It was a mixture of sugar and spice. Joining it is as great as regretting the experience. To be able to join the event is but, but hard. Plus, I missed a lot of quizzes because of the preparation and the actual event. I'm not even used to coping up with topics.
This quarter, I had my last Christmas celebration is HS. It wasn't like before. It was, quite lifeless. People were still divided so no fun was made. Games were initiated but the lack of interest from others caused it to end swiftly. And so it wasn't memorable at all.
In this new year. I'll make most of every moment with my friends, and well.. maybe with my studies as well. I'm not excited to graduate. Really. There's nothing to be proud of a girl who'll not bag home medals and wouldn't graduate with flying colors. It's a silly little achievement for me, but a grand event for the smarties. I just want to get out of thus institution. I've had enough of the pain and happiness this place has to offer.
New Year, Still Me
Welcoming the new year is bittersweet for me, since it actually concludes my break from school; And it doesn’t mean that when it’s new year, everything old is going to trash and new things will be knocking on my door. It’s all the same. The figures are the only ones which alter. It’s still me, it’s still you. And if you ever changed your wardrobe, look at mine and it’s still the same.
There is only a very small change that I want to execute to myself – my studying habit. Yes, I always blame it with the deprivation of books caused by DepEd. But then, it isn’t just the government which lacks support towards us, students. We share the same burden. If they lack support towards us, we shouldn’t be following their footsteps. We should have made something in the first place. We shouldn’t have gone with the flow and be as lousy as those above us. I, for one, should have gone far enough to quench my thirst for success if it wasn’t for my stupidity. I regret having to carry such attitude up to now. It seems like I haven’t grown. I am quite ashamed of myself and to those who are rooting for me, if there’s any. It pains me that although I want to change the way I look into things now, it’s too late. Old dogs can’t be taught new tricks anymore.
Enough for the drama. Still, there are some attributes of myself that are just exceptional, that you wouldn’t find someone as fine as me in million years. There are just some things that are good just as it is.
Essence of Christmas
When the cold breeze starts to linger on someone’s skin and the night falls off slowly, then the Yuletide season is ready to kick off. Lights would take over every place, every alley, and ornaments perfect for the season would flood houses, establishments and malls. ATM’s would end up having a long line of people waiting to cash out. Scrumptious cuisine would be prepared on every table and the best wines with bottles covered with dust are ready for a toast.
The Yuletide season is a time for enjoyment. Everyone awaits for the 25th day of December to come. It is when family members bond with each other and give gifts to one another. It is when couples kiss under the mistletoe. Or, when friends sail along and have the best vacation of their lives. It is the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ to most Catholics.
Material things are somewhat misinterpreted as the general meaning of the season. The true essence of Christmas revolves around love, peace, and sharing.
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