What A Memorable Journey with My Friends

  Actually, the most memorable travel I ever had is when I went to Baguio without my parents. I independently traveled to Baguio with my friends and teachers. It was so fun that at the same time I learn so much things. I went to Baguio not only to have a vacation but also to have convention with the other students from the other universities and private schools. Only selected students can join this convention, that is why I am so lucky that at the early age I was one of the chosen students. I went there to join CMLI or Children's Museum and Library Incorporated. This convention is a national convention, where all universities and other private schools are invited to join. This was founded by Fernanda "Mommy B" Balboa. It was really fun because the council is made up of junior students from the different universities here in the Philippines. I met a lot of new sets friends. There were some that is so sosyal, some were weirdo, nerd and emo, but I learned to accept them for who they are. After several seminars and workshops, me and my friends would go out of the camp and go around Baguio. We would go to some places that are new to us. As we go around, we saw many historical things that were really amazing. 

          After a few days, convention already end up. It was a bit sad because, me and my new sets of friends can't see each other anymore, but there was still fun because we used to stopped to some historical places, museum, theaters and parks in Manila like Fort Santiago, Ayala Museum, Aquino Museum and many more. 

         This travel for me is one of my most unforgettable moments of my life. This journey taught me many things not through books or lectures but because of the experiences I encountered. Because of this journey, I saw the reality of life, I saw how challenging and tough life is. I saw how hard life is without your parents guiding and supporting you. This journey is part of my life because this journey woke me up from my fantasy and fairy tale world. If I ever missed this journey, it would be a great missing part of my life. 

THIS JOURNEY MADE ME HAPPY BUT AT THE SAME TIME IT TAUGHT ME A LOT OF THINGS ABOUT THE REALITY OF LIFE THROUGH EXPERIENCE. 

Best Friends For Life =D

        Each one of us here in the world has our own sets of friends, but of course, each one of us has our own special friends. They are our BEST FRIENDS. Best friends are different from friends. Friends are like stones, they can be found anywhere, but best friends are like gems, they are very hard to find. Meet my best friend, who help me surpass the challenges I encountered in life. She was the one who was with me in times when I need help and comfort.

Glenda Paulino

               

        Presenting my amiga! Yes, this is my best friend. Glenda D. Paulino. I use to call her "Glend". We met when we were still 11 years old. Actually, at first I really don't like her because of the rumors I heard about her. Many told me that she is very artihan,and I really don't like people like that. I use to backbite her with my other friends who hate her too. But one day, I was shocked that both of us were assigned to do some dance steps for our dance. I have no choice but to accept the assignment. When we had our practices, she is really early in our meeting place. I can really see in her, how determined she is on what she is doing. She really show to me what she really is. She did not hide her true colors to me, she did really express herself in front of me. Because of that we became close friends. This made my other friends shocked. I was guilty for judging her without knowing her thoroughly.

      Glenda is a very talented person. She dances very well. She is practical, sweet, friendly, caring, loving, witty, wise and loyal to her friends especially to me.  I really enjoy being with her because she is very funny, she acts being just herself. She always makes me feel safe and happy. She cheers me up when I am sad. She is always there when I need her help. I really thank God for giving me such friend. She is part of my life. No matter what happens we will be always be together because we are BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!

         

Journalism Class: A Thrilling and Vigorous Class

       

       When I was still in my first year level, many of my manangs in second year level use to tell me and my other friends to prepare for our second year life. I really don't know why they are telling this to me and to my friends. Until when my first year life is coming to an end, they told me that second year life is hard especially in our Journalism Class because the teacher is a terror. In those times, I was very, very scared to enter my second year life, I even thought of transferring school. Summer ends, and here I am going to second year level. I met my other teachers in different kind of subjects, they were fun. But still in my mind remains what my manangs told me about the Journalism Class. I checked my schedule because I am so tense if what time our Journalism Class will begin.

      Here it comes, the most creepy and chilling class...the Journalism Class. The teacher went in, with poise while smiling to us. He introduced his self to us, his name was Mr. Paul Vincent Gerano. In my mind the phrase,"Oh my! this is the person whom my manangs use to tell me. He so scary...so strict!" is circling over and over again. Starting that day, whenever I enter his class I feel like I am challenge to do good in his class. He has a a great knowledge about the world. He know something that we don't know. He really show to us that being teacher must and always be informed what is happening around us. Journalism class is totally different from other class, that is why I really enjoy this class even though the teacher is strict. I always keep on looking forward this class every Tuesday and Wednesday.

      Mr. Gerano's class is not a mind-numbing class. This class really makes me awake whenever I am sleepy. In this class we need to brainstorm, to understand more our lessons. During his class he does not lecture and lecture, but instead he set games and quizzes that, at the same time we enjoy and learn. I learn a lot of things to him especially in current events, vocabulary, latest trivia's and etiquette's. These things really help me in my other subjects. When he instill new things to us, my mind is overloading of ideas and things. He even enhance my confidence in speaking fluent English.In his class, it needs your full participation because he really, really hates people yawning and sleeping.

       My first impression about this class and the teacher of this class maybe true, but I know he is doing this to prepare us in our future, he wants us to go out from our shells and face the world when we come out  from Assumption and I really admire him for doing this. Journalism class is a class that is worth it. When you enter this class you will never regret, for you will learn a lot. So I look forward for more exciting things to learn this school year in our Journalism class.

What I Want to be in the Future

    

      I want to be a very successful individual in the future. But what is success? Success is when you bask the glory. It is definitely success when you are getting some remarkable results. How to become a successful person? I do believe there are three important things: to know definition of your purpose. to know what your goals is and have a burning desire to accomplish that goals.

     To know our purpose means if we handle something well and like to do it the most, it seems that it is our purpose to do it. If we still have not found our purpose, we seize any opportunities to try something different from what we do every day. If we find it, we will know and loudly say to ourselves: "This is my purpose to do this". We should write down our setting goals and doing important decisions.

    Since I want to be a successful Certified Public Accountant and Lawyer, I would be asking myself if what I want to achieve in 5 years as an accountant and lawyer. I will imagine myself as an accountant and lawyer in one year. What will I do, if there will be problems along the way before finishing these courses. I have already set my goal to become a CPA Lawyer so I just need to commit myself in fulfilling this dream.

    I will never procrastinate things in order for me to be a successful accountant. I will not play it safe, everyday I will take my chance to move my target. i will imagine how I will fee, when I achieve it. Most of all I will be inspired by God to work harder every day to be a CPA Lawyer because my purpose in life is to serve my fellowmen.

My Awesome Family

               

           People around the world especially Filipinos really give importance to their family. I grow up here in the Philippines with this kind of culture and tradition. I don't know why, why sometimes I feel angry when someone talk bad things about my family, I know everybody feel the same way too. Family for me is everything. Without my family, my life will be lifeless, worthless and the most miserable life in the world. My family gives me happiness that no one can ever give. Even though, sometimes they tease me "bukaw" (because of my big eyes) and treating me like a servant in our house, I could still feel the overflowing love and support they have for me. Our family is a circle of love, a circle of strength, where in every crisis, we faced it together that makes the circle stronger. I know things can be change but I believe I will start and end with my family. Our house are built boards and beams but because of my family our house became a home where it is built of loves and dreams. 

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My dad: Very "kuripot," does not want to buy unnecessary things like cellphones, clothes, shoes and jewelries. Really loves to eat, he is a carnivore person. Loves math very much. Business-minded. Very practical when it comes to life decisions and choices. Super duper wise. For him, "time is gold."

My mom: Super duper strict when it comes to my neatness and cleanliness of my room, behavior, attitude and grades. Like my dad, very practical in everything. Very wise. Cooks really good. Very supportive, lovable and caring. Has a strong personality. She has this kind of attitude of not giving up easily, she has always hope for everything. 

My brother: So naughty. Very wise. Loves to eat also, just like my dad. He is the "Jr." of the family. Some of his body parts, especially his armpit and legs are like of the girl's structure(seriously I am very jealous of her legs and armpit). Very good when it comes to driving cars and trucks. Really hates to study0__o. Has a strong personality, just like my mom. 

Me: Likes to observe things around me. A joker=D. Knows how to dance. Loves to play badminton. A good  leader and friend. does not easily get angry. I easily forget and forgive people. Hates to hear the blackboard being scratch using chalk or fingers. Really hates blood(it makes me weak from head to toe, seriously). Loves to study. Likes to do stuffs like crafts using my laptop. Really likes to mingle with friends.

  

 Our FAMILY

  is like the branches of a tree, 

  we all grow in different directions 

  yet our roots remain as one.

How to Spell L-O-V-E

      Well, when it comes to love, we teens are very...you know, "kilig to the bones." But do we really know how to spell love? Does it mean romance? or physical appearance? Let me share to you, one of my most favorite stories that my mom once told me when I was young(my moms own version)...

      The preschool class was asked to draw a picture of something they love. One small  boy drew stick figures of his family, then enclosed the picture with a big, red circle. he wanted to write a word at the top but he didn't know how to spell it. He got up to ask the teacher, but before he could finish asking, the teacher told him to go back to his seat.

     Upon arriving home, the boy showed his mother the picture and asked her, "Mother, how do you spell..."

     "Son," his mother interrupted. :I'm busy right now. Go out and play."

     The boy waited for his father to come home, as soon as his father came, he took his pencil and with drawing in hand, he asked, "Father, how do you spell..."

     Before, he could finish, his father said, "Don't bother me now, I'm tired."

     Out of frustration, the boy threw his drawing away.

     Many years later, when the boy was twenty-eight and had become himself a father, his five year old daughter showed him a picture of a family. Positioning her pencil, she asked, "Father, how do you spell love?"

     Gathering the child in his arms and guiding her little finger he helped the child from the letters.

     Then, he told her. Love is spelled T-I-M-E.

One way to show love is to give a person our time-

time to listen to troubles told, time to play together, time to share

and time to show to each other how much you really love each one.

Biggest Weakness can become your Biggest Strenght

       Sometimes your biggest weakness can become your biggest strength.

       Take, for example, the story of one 10 year old boy who decided to study judo despite the fact that he had to lost his left arm in a devastating car accident.

       The bot began lessons with an old Japanese judo master. The boy was doing well, so he couldn't understand why, after three months of training the master had taught him only one move.

       "Sensei," the boy finally said, "Should't I be learning more moves?"

       "This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you'll ever need to know," the Sensei replied.

       Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept training. Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament.

      Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more difficult but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one moved to win the match.

      Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in finals.

     For a while, the boy appeared to be over-matched.

     Concerned that the boy might get hurt, the referee called a time-out. He was about to stop the match when the sensei intervened.

     "No," the Sensei insisted, "Let him continue." Soon after the match resumed, his opponent made a critical mistake; he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament. He was the champion.

     On the way home, the boy and Sensei reviewed every move in each and every match. Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on his mind.

    "Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?"

    "You won fro two reasons," the Sensei answered. "First you've almost mastered one of the most difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defense for that move is for your opponent to garb your left arm." The boys biggest mistake had become his biggest strength.