People around me have all grown up and are trying to make me grow up too. Unfortunately, in the TV Show area, they would fail. Disney will always be Disney. For me, it is. Disney has been my best friend for almost my whole life and I can't just replace it with some other series. I mean, I've tried to watch what most teens are into these days, but I guess I wasn't given a chance by fate. Instead, it brought me back to Disney.
Okayyyy. So: FLASHBACK: 2006. My Hannah Montana days. These were the times when I would cry just to watch an episode of it. It was like the best TV show the world has ever seen during that stage. Gaaah. I should have known. Miley was my role model, ya'know. I can't even remember the innocent face she had before. Some things really do change, sometimes for the worse. Miley is my role model for that lesson: that things really don't go as you expect them to. Who says HM didn't do me any good? And besides, I've learned some pretty cool songs. Well, if I actually tell people I used to be addicted to the show, they would all be saying, "What's the point of watching a show with a character who changes her hair to blonde and never gets noticed?" I see the point. Many celebrities actually want a normal life. We're just darn lucky we get to "witness" their talents.
FLASHBACK: 2007. My Cory in the House and Suite Life of Zack and Cody days. Yeah. Those were the days. Not much to say though, about these days. It was really fun thinking about them now since I have seen how the Sprouse twins have grown. And they're 18! Oh gawrsh, I'm old. Haha. But on Cory, I actually saw Disney's diversity. From concert scenes to hotel scenes to the White House. Oh yeah, they rock and roll. One more lesson: It is possible that you cannot please everyone. Based on the loose ratings of Cory, no offense, all the hard work you put into something might not just work so you have to learn how to let go.
FLASHBACK: 2008-2009. My Wizards of Waverly Place days. Yeah, this stage was long. It really is a nice show, if you want magic and family values to rule your life. It was my thing back then. You see, I have been a Justin, an Alex, and a Max at the same time. Justin, a nerd, Alex, the middle kid and the only girl, and Max, the most pampered one in the family. But more importantly, the spells were the center of my WOWP addiction. I actually watched the episodes over and over again to copy the spells. I honestly tried too, to print every single spell from their Wikia's list of spells. Talk about addiction, eh. I really loved Alex and Selena Gomez. I still love her now. I just have something new.
Not anymore a FLASHBACK: 2010 - PRESENT. Doooh. My Sonny with a Chance days. So this stage, I hope would never end. I just love the show. It's actually weird why people react like "Weehh?" when I tell them "I'm 14 and I love Sonny with a Chance and I'm totally SWAC-knened!" Seriously, I watch the show everyday. I have been really hooked for a week now because of the "Falling for the Falls" series of episodes.
CHANNY ans STEMI. Two similar and different things. But I just love them both. :"> I just hope Disney would order another season. It would just be unfair if they end it with just 2 seasons. I'd hate them if they do that. Psssht. Who am I kidding? I would never hate Disney. But then, SWAC rules. There are actually a lot of life lessons in the show. When you keep an open mind and see things in a positive light, you can see the beauty in everyone. Your enemy today can be your best friend tomorrow. Some TV shows really are rivals. And some people really look soooooo cute together. Talkin' 'bout CHANNY.
When I found out that Sonny or its stars didn't win any awards for the TCAs earlier, I was really upset. It's just...unfair.
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Someone told me earlier, "There wil come a time when you will grow up..." Actually, I would not want that time to come. But I think there's no need to say that. I've already grown up. I've grown up with Disney by my side. Cliche much?
Disney is where I escape from reality but is where I also do not lose sight of reality. :)
'Til next time. ;)
God Bless you all.
-CJ
Ito ay isa ulit sa aking mga asignatura sa eskwela. Nais kong ilagay muna dito ang mga ito dahil sa isang partikular na rason na mamaya ko na bibigyang-diin.
1) Kahulugan ng saknong 197 and 200.
197:
Base sa saknong na ito, hindi dapat lumaki sa layaw ang isang bata. Ito ay mabibigyang-diin ng kantang eksakto sa mensaheng ipinapahiwatig nito. Ayon sa saknong mismo, at sa isang kantang magbibigay-diin sa mensaheng ipinapahiwatig nito ("Laki sa Layaw"), ang batang pinalaki na lahat ng gusto ay ibinibigay ay hindi matututo na makontento sa kanyang buhay at laging aasa sa ibinibigay ng magulang. Malamang, hindi nila makitaan ng kahalagahan ang mga bagay na tunay nilang kinakailangan at hindi lamang ang kanilang mga kagustuhan. Ayos lamang na pakitaan ng pagmamahal ng magulang ang anak ngunit bahagi dapat ng pagmamahal na iyon ang pagsiguro na lumaki ang bata na alam ang kaibahan ng kagustuhan sa kailangan at alam na ang magulang ay dapat respetuhin at sundin dahil sila ang mas nakakatanda at madalas ay mas nakaaalam ng mas mabuti para sa atinng mga anak.
200:
Ang saknong na ito ay tungkol sa pagkukumpara sa halamang lumaki sa tubig sa anak na lumaki sa layaw. Ang mga anak na hindi hinahayaang tumayo sa sari-sarili nilang mga paa, sa pamamagitan ng sukdulang pagbibigay ng lahat-lahat ng pangangailangan ng mga anak at ang paglalagay ng napakahigpit na bakod na pumipigil sa mga ito na lumaki ng may kasarinlan, masaktan lamang ng kaunti o magkaroon lamang ng maliit na problema ay hindi na ito kinakaya agad dahil hindi sila sinanay na lumutas sa kani-kanilang sariling problema na wala ang tulong ng magulang. Gayon din raw ang puso na tuwa lamang sanay. Hindi niya marahil kakayanin ang anumang dumapong kalungkutan o kailangang isakripisyo sa buhay niya dahil siya ay lumaki na puro kasiyahan lamang ang iniisip.
2) Sa panahong mayroon na akong sariling karera at trabaho, maipapakita ko ang pag-aaruga ko sa mga magulang kong retirado na sa pamamagitan ng mga paraang ito. Sila'y aking iintindihin kung sila ay magpakita man ng senyas ng pagtanda dahil sila rin ay nagsikap na ako ay intindihin nung ako ay bata pa. Nais kong makasama sila kahit sila'y tumanda na. Siguro ay parte ng aking pag-aalaga ko sa kanila ang kagustuhan kong bumili ng isang malawak na lote upang magkasama pa rin kami kahit ako'y magkaroon na ng aking sariling pamilya. Lagi kong ipapaalala sa kanila na andito ako at hinding-hindi ko sila iiwan. Lagi akong maglalaan ng oras para sa kanila. Ako mismo ang magbabantay sa kanilang kalusugan at kaligayahan. Susubukan kong mag-aral magluto upang kahit papaano ay masuklian ko naman ang hindi mabilang na beses na pagluluto't paghahain sa akin ng aking mga magulang. Nais ko rin na maglakbay sa mundo kasama sila upang makita naman nila ang kagandahan ng mundong ipinamulat nila sa akin simula pagkabata.
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At dito na ako magtatapos ng aking maikling (? =))))) ) asignatura sa Filipino. :D
-TG
1) Kahulugan ng saknong 197 and 200.
197:
Base sa saknong na ito, hindi dapat lumaki sa layaw ang isang bata. Ito ay mabibigyang-diin ng kantang eksakto sa mensaheng ipinapahiwatig nito. Ayon sa saknong mismo, at sa isang kantang magbibigay-diin sa mensaheng ipinapahiwatig nito ("Laki sa Layaw"), ang batang pinalaki na lahat ng gusto ay ibinibigay ay hindi matututo na makontento sa kanyang buhay at laging aasa sa ibinibigay ng magulang. Malamang, hindi nila makitaan ng kahalagahan ang mga bagay na tunay nilang kinakailangan at hindi lamang ang kanilang mga kagustuhan. Ayos lamang na pakitaan ng pagmamahal ng magulang ang anak ngunit bahagi dapat ng pagmamahal na iyon ang pagsiguro na lumaki ang bata na alam ang kaibahan ng kagustuhan sa kailangan at alam na ang magulang ay dapat respetuhin at sundin dahil sila ang mas nakakatanda at madalas ay mas nakaaalam ng mas mabuti para sa atinng mga anak.
200:
Ang saknong na ito ay tungkol sa pagkukumpara sa halamang lumaki sa tubig sa anak na lumaki sa layaw. Ang mga anak na hindi hinahayaang tumayo sa sari-sarili nilang mga paa, sa pamamagitan ng sukdulang pagbibigay ng lahat-lahat ng pangangailangan ng mga anak at ang paglalagay ng napakahigpit na bakod na pumipigil sa mga ito na lumaki ng may kasarinlan, masaktan lamang ng kaunti o magkaroon lamang ng maliit na problema ay hindi na ito kinakaya agad dahil hindi sila sinanay na lumutas sa kani-kanilang sariling problema na wala ang tulong ng magulang. Gayon din raw ang puso na tuwa lamang sanay. Hindi niya marahil kakayanin ang anumang dumapong kalungkutan o kailangang isakripisyo sa buhay niya dahil siya ay lumaki na puro kasiyahan lamang ang iniisip.
2) Sa panahong mayroon na akong sariling karera at trabaho, maipapakita ko ang pag-aaruga ko sa mga magulang kong retirado na sa pamamagitan ng mga paraang ito. Sila'y aking iintindihin kung sila ay magpakita man ng senyas ng pagtanda dahil sila rin ay nagsikap na ako ay intindihin nung ako ay bata pa. Nais kong makasama sila kahit sila'y tumanda na. Siguro ay parte ng aking pag-aalaga ko sa kanila ang kagustuhan kong bumili ng isang malawak na lote upang magkasama pa rin kami kahit ako'y magkaroon na ng aking sariling pamilya. Lagi kong ipapaalala sa kanila na andito ako at hinding-hindi ko sila iiwan. Lagi akong maglalaan ng oras para sa kanila. Ako mismo ang magbabantay sa kanilang kalusugan at kaligayahan. Susubukan kong mag-aral magluto upang kahit papaano ay masuklian ko naman ang hindi mabilang na beses na pagluluto't paghahain sa akin ng aking mga magulang. Nais ko rin na maglakbay sa mundo kasama sila upang makita naman nila ang kagandahan ng mundong ipinamulat nila sa akin simula pagkabata.
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At dito na ako magtatapos ng aking maikling (? =))))) ) asignatura sa Filipino. :D
-TG
This will be very short although I want to make it longer because it's for my History homework. :))
What do I want to leave this world? What mark do I want to be remembered for?
I want to be remembered not just as someone of a profession. I want to be remembered as a doctor, if the line of work is asked. But what do I want to be remembered for as a person? Here it goes.
Living individually in this world as its temporary inhabitant, I actually have many marks I want to leave behind. I want to be remembered as someone who would cause a very big impact in the lives of the people I would meet. I want people to see me not just a person who desires change but someone who makes an effort to bring about change. Though the main legacy I want to leave behind is very simple. I want to be remembered as someone who would aspire and perspire to inspire.
It's not my fault if I get a low grade. =)) Though I might as well put the professional legacy. :))
-TG:)
What do I want to leave this world? What mark do I want to be remembered for?
I want to be remembered not just as someone of a profession. I want to be remembered as a doctor, if the line of work is asked. But what do I want to be remembered for as a person? Here it goes.
Living individually in this world as its temporary inhabitant, I actually have many marks I want to leave behind. I want to be remembered as someone who would cause a very big impact in the lives of the people I would meet. I want people to see me not just a person who desires change but someone who makes an effort to bring about change. Though the main legacy I want to leave behind is very simple. I want to be remembered as someone who would aspire and perspire to inspire.
It's not my fault if I get a low grade. =)) Though I might as well put the professional legacy. :))
-TG:)
July 12, 2010
This will be a very short blog post because I'm studying for two MQTs.
Our CLE teacher, Sir Bohol, opened a very interesting topic: Trust. So hard to gain yet so easy to break.
There were some questions that he was asking us. Why do we find it hard to trust? Why is trust so important? Why should we give trusting God and others a try? I would answer these here. A place where no one reads.
Ok. Personally, I can define trust as something that is very precious. It cannot be said in words because it comes in many different forms. You trust a person because you know he/she will keep your secrets. You trust a person because you are sure that he/she will wake you up tomorrow morning. You trust a person because you know you will be shared with materials and thoughts. You trust just because.
When we were in kindergarten, why was it so easy to trust? Why was it so easy to give away yourself and your life to others back then? Maybe because we have not yet experienced the emotional chaos of being betrayed.
But what is at stake if we don't trust? A lot. A lot of things will be missed and will not be experienced if we don't trust. Trusting is almost the same as taking risks. You must not be afraid because then again, if we fail, we become stronger.
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Failure must never hinder trusting. I am currently experiencing this problem. I'm still this wallflower who would play safe in front of other people. I can't fully share who I am because I'm still afraid. Afraid of what? I'm afraid of rejection. I'm afraid that the moment they see who I really am, everything would slowly fall into pieces. That's why for me, trusting is a big word.
Trusting should be "given a try" because God is the Man! I mean, he knows what's right for us and we might not get what we want, but what we will truly get is what we deserve. God was once Man also. Jesus encountered many different types of people. He asked some to follow him. He trusted them. But the biggest trust that Jesus has given someone is what He gave to our Father. He was praying in the garden of Gethsemane, crying with blood as his tears. Yet he still trusted and said, "Your will be done."
Let us try to trust so that we may experience being free. :)
Lux in Domino!
-CJ
This will be a very short blog post because I'm studying for two MQTs.
Our CLE teacher, Sir Bohol, opened a very interesting topic: Trust. So hard to gain yet so easy to break.
There were some questions that he was asking us. Why do we find it hard to trust? Why is trust so important? Why should we give trusting God and others a try? I would answer these here. A place where no one reads.
Ok. Personally, I can define trust as something that is very precious. It cannot be said in words because it comes in many different forms. You trust a person because you know he/she will keep your secrets. You trust a person because you are sure that he/she will wake you up tomorrow morning. You trust a person because you know you will be shared with materials and thoughts. You trust just because.
When we were in kindergarten, why was it so easy to trust? Why was it so easy to give away yourself and your life to others back then? Maybe because we have not yet experienced the emotional chaos of being betrayed.
But what is at stake if we don't trust? A lot. A lot of things will be missed and will not be experienced if we don't trust. Trusting is almost the same as taking risks. You must not be afraid because then again, if we fail, we become stronger.
'
Failure must never hinder trusting. I am currently experiencing this problem. I'm still this wallflower who would play safe in front of other people. I can't fully share who I am because I'm still afraid. Afraid of what? I'm afraid of rejection. I'm afraid that the moment they see who I really am, everything would slowly fall into pieces. That's why for me, trusting is a big word.
Trusting should be "given a try" because God is the Man! I mean, he knows what's right for us and we might not get what we want, but what we will truly get is what we deserve. God was once Man also. Jesus encountered many different types of people. He asked some to follow him. He trusted them. But the biggest trust that Jesus has given someone is what He gave to our Father. He was praying in the garden of Gethsemane, crying with blood as his tears. Yet he still trusted and said, "Your will be done."
Let us try to trust so that we may experience being free. :)
Lux in Domino!
-CJ
This is about feeling something that I despised in the past. I mean, it was normal, but it is a big deal. Let's put it into analogy. What if you have this favorite food? And it has been over a month since you tasted that particular food. You weren't really deprived of or provided with that 'food' because you really didn't tell anyone of your longing for it. You're looking for it every now and then, waiting for and believing in signs that would 'tell' you that you're going to taste it again. But nothing happened. You have quite accepted the fact that you won't taste it for a long time.
During the month, you were doing fine. Actually, you were doing better than when you were exposed to "that". You're slowly unveiling yourself and breaking out of your shell. You weren't really allergic of that specific "food" but you weren't benefiting either. You were in that rock for a long time when you were seeing that thing. You were insecure, afraid of showing who you are and what you an do, and feeling inferior to everyone. It was the others' favorite too. And now, you're out of that rock. With your own life, your own philosophies, your own colorful point of view, that self-confidence and that self-reliance you have.
But then again, you still miss that food. You still long for it. Why?
Now, let's put it into pets. There's a dog in a pet shop is of a specified breed. Let's just say he's Pedigreed. He's one of a kind. He chows down special dog food and has a "dog house" that's even more expensive than your own house. But he's alone. And he needs a one-of-a-kind master who will take care of him and will treat him as the best-est friend in the world. But everyone wants to get him too. Worst part is, the dog has to choose. The others gave him more attention, yes, but that doesn't mean I gave no effort. I tried to befriend little Doggie, but his eyes are fixed on those who show him that they adore him. I was afraid he would bite, scratch, then leave me and I wouldn't find anything like it in the future anymore. It was the fear of taking risks that led me to nowhere.
But..Why do I want this dog?
It' because it's Pedigreed. It's special. One in a million. The dog's breed was hard to find. It's given importance in this world. Maybe that's the wrong thing about what happened. I was thinking in a generalized way. I was shallowly thinking like how others would think. You can't blame me. It was my first time to be exposed to that particular species so I treated the dog with more importance without even knowing why.
I still can get the dog. It's never too late. But what I need to think of is not the breed of the dog. But what I have to look at is its individual speciality as one different being. No stereotypes. No special thinking just because he's of that breed. I can see millions of them but there is only one dog I want to befriend. Why? Here. Because I want to. Because I think the dog's special in its own way and not because of whatever he has been through or whatever he's going through. It's because IT is IT. Get it? A best friend is a best friend through rain or shine. Not because you could be like this and like that when you're with your best friend.
What I've just realized that I can be my best without the food (or dog) but honestly, it's the first thing that comes to my mind when I have to prove myself to others. It was an inspiration although not visible. And now, I find myself happy with just being myself. Why didn't I do this before? When I was with that dog? Why?
Am I still worthy? Maybe the question of being deserving only starts now. Now is the only time I have realized this, and so now is the only time I can be called worthy of being a friend.
Sometimes, we need to widen our perspective to look deeply at things. Because the bigger picture we might be thinking of is only 1/4 of what we are supposed to know to be called worthy of being a friend to someone.
:) ...I'm with You in this journey. Thank You for making me realize and believe that there is still hope. I'm doing this. So help me God. ;)
God Bless! ;)
Lux in Domino!
-CJ
Note: If I treated the dog as a person, it's just what I think. Analogy with a few given hints, am I correct? :>
During the month, you were doing fine. Actually, you were doing better than when you were exposed to "that". You're slowly unveiling yourself and breaking out of your shell. You weren't really allergic of that specific "food" but you weren't benefiting either. You were in that rock for a long time when you were seeing that thing. You were insecure, afraid of showing who you are and what you an do, and feeling inferior to everyone. It was the others' favorite too. And now, you're out of that rock. With your own life, your own philosophies, your own colorful point of view, that self-confidence and that self-reliance you have.
But then again, you still miss that food. You still long for it. Why?
Now, let's put it into pets. There's a dog in a pet shop is of a specified breed. Let's just say he's Pedigreed. He's one of a kind. He chows down special dog food and has a "dog house" that's even more expensive than your own house. But he's alone. And he needs a one-of-a-kind master who will take care of him and will treat him as the best-est friend in the world. But everyone wants to get him too. Worst part is, the dog has to choose. The others gave him more attention, yes, but that doesn't mean I gave no effort. I tried to befriend little Doggie, but his eyes are fixed on those who show him that they adore him. I was afraid he would bite, scratch, then leave me and I wouldn't find anything like it in the future anymore. It was the fear of taking risks that led me to nowhere.
But..Why do I want this dog?
It' because it's Pedigreed. It's special. One in a million. The dog's breed was hard to find. It's given importance in this world. Maybe that's the wrong thing about what happened. I was thinking in a generalized way. I was shallowly thinking like how others would think. You can't blame me. It was my first time to be exposed to that particular species so I treated the dog with more importance without even knowing why.
I still can get the dog. It's never too late. But what I need to think of is not the breed of the dog. But what I have to look at is its individual speciality as one different being. No stereotypes. No special thinking just because he's of that breed. I can see millions of them but there is only one dog I want to befriend. Why? Here. Because I want to. Because I think the dog's special in its own way and not because of whatever he has been through or whatever he's going through. It's because IT is IT. Get it? A best friend is a best friend through rain or shine. Not because you could be like this and like that when you're with your best friend.
What I've just realized that I can be my best without the food (or dog) but honestly, it's the first thing that comes to my mind when I have to prove myself to others. It was an inspiration although not visible. And now, I find myself happy with just being myself. Why didn't I do this before? When I was with that dog? Why?
Am I still worthy? Maybe the question of being deserving only starts now. Now is the only time I have realized this, and so now is the only time I can be called worthy of being a friend.
Sometimes, we need to widen our perspective to look deeply at things. Because the bigger picture we might be thinking of is only 1/4 of what we are supposed to know to be called worthy of being a friend to someone.
:) ...I'm with You in this journey. Thank You for making me realize and believe that there is still hope. I'm doing this. So help me God. ;)
God Bless! ;)
Lux in Domino!
-CJ
Note: If I treated the dog as a person, it's just what I think. Analogy with a few given hints, am I correct? :>
Today is June 20, 2010. People have been greeting dads on TV for a week now and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to greet my dad because of the Planet Internet problem. Thanks, God, I finally have the chance to greet my dad.
This blog won't be about my dad. I love him so much and I don't need to describe every single awesome thing he does. This is about everyone's dads.
When we think of the word "Dad", what comes to our minds? Dad. Protector, the guy who used to tie my shoelaces in kindergarten, the guy who I run to when I get trouble with my mom, the most caring guy on Earth, the person we talk to when we are sad. That is 'Dad'.
Daddy, Dad, Papa, Itay, Tatay, and every other name we call our dads. Every dad is a hero to his kids. A hero who doesn't need to prove anything to be called one. Just the fact that he's one reason of our existence makes him a hero already. A dad is love. He loves us so much that he would sacrifice his happiness or even his life, for us.
He's the foundation of every family. Who he is and how he behaves are most likely seen in his children. The dignity, industriousness, perseverance, and the good leadership seen in a dad would be what his children would be. He would teach his kids to be level-headed, wise in making decisions, and his beliefs that would strengthen who we are.
We may not feel his presence, especially those who are physically away from their family, one thing that we are sure of is that he loves us so much and he is where he is because he loves us so much. And to those dads who are already with our Father Almighty (to my Lolo from my mom's side), everything that has happened has shaped your children into becoming who they are now and so I thank you. :)
Before this day would end, I would like to acknowledge each dad's unconditional love for his children. To all dads, away or living with their family, living or resting in peace, whose presence is felt in every household (or not), and to the Lord, Happy Father's Day! ;)
To my own dad, I may be the most expressive among your three children but I never had the chance to tell you how I truly feel. Thank You for being the most awesome dad in the universe. Thank You for everything you have done for us. Thank You for treating me as your only princess. Thank You for making me feel appreciated and loved. I Love You so much. *hug*
HAPPY FATHERS' DAY! God Bless!
Lux in Domino!
-CJ
This blog won't be about my dad. I love him so much and I don't need to describe every single awesome thing he does. This is about everyone's dads.
When we think of the word "Dad", what comes to our minds? Dad. Protector, the guy who used to tie my shoelaces in kindergarten, the guy who I run to when I get trouble with my mom, the most caring guy on Earth, the person we talk to when we are sad. That is 'Dad'.
Daddy, Dad, Papa, Itay, Tatay, and every other name we call our dads. Every dad is a hero to his kids. A hero who doesn't need to prove anything to be called one. Just the fact that he's one reason of our existence makes him a hero already. A dad is love. He loves us so much that he would sacrifice his happiness or even his life, for us.
He's the foundation of every family. Who he is and how he behaves are most likely seen in his children. The dignity, industriousness, perseverance, and the good leadership seen in a dad would be what his children would be. He would teach his kids to be level-headed, wise in making decisions, and his beliefs that would strengthen who we are.
We may not feel his presence, especially those who are physically away from their family, one thing that we are sure of is that he loves us so much and he is where he is because he loves us so much. And to those dads who are already with our Father Almighty (to my Lolo from my mom's side), everything that has happened has shaped your children into becoming who they are now and so I thank you. :)
Before this day would end, I would like to acknowledge each dad's unconditional love for his children. To all dads, away or living with their family, living or resting in peace, whose presence is felt in every household (or not), and to the Lord, Happy Father's Day! ;)
To my own dad, I may be the most expressive among your three children but I never had the chance to tell you how I truly feel. Thank You for being the most awesome dad in the universe. Thank You for everything you have done for us. Thank You for treating me as your only princess. Thank You for making me feel appreciated and loved. I Love You so much. *hug*
HAPPY FATHERS' DAY! God Bless!
Lux in Domino!
-CJ
I know I'm not supposed to react on these things but this has gone farther than expected. It's about my brother and your lame comments about him. Shame on you people.
I may not be the most perfect sister in the world but this is what you people must remember. If any of you ever try to hurt my siblings, you're toast. I'm not violent so I think this would be the right way.
Calling my brother "eksena" or "mahangin" is somewhat a sign of your wrong breeding. My brother may sometimes be irritating or annoyingly longing for attention, but aren't most of us during that stage of life? He has his flaws. You have yours too. And they're even more than what my brother has. And if you try to call him that, please do it in a straightforward way. He wants to hear what you're saying. He won't cry in front of you, promise. My brother may be emotionally weak, but he doesn't cry in front of people. He cries in front of us because of your stupid insults. We tell him to not be what-you're-telling-him-that-he-is. We may not be with him in school but we know that he's trying hard to change. Trying hard to be accepted.
He may be immature and childish at times but look here dude, who's more immature now? You're actually corrupting him into being like this. Before he enrolled in that school, he wasn't like this. Dude, this may seem mean of me, but I think you're the reason why he became like this. He wouldn't be loud just because he wants to annoy us. He wasnt' public student-ish. He was respectful. He called me ATE. [Guessed it right, now he doesn't.] He was so nice. Everyone loved him. And he didn't think of what other people think about him. Now, he's this annoying kid who everyone thinks of as disrespectful and unkind.
We are the family, yes, and we must make sure he grows up in a right way. We are doing it with all our might. But most of his day is spent in school. How can we control that? Sheesh. Maybe some of it is our fault but hey, we tried pulling him away from the hell of an environment that is, but this you should remember: he cried and said, "No. I'm staying sa Mother Goose."
Ok. Let's go back to the 'mahangin' and 'eksena' parts.
My brother once mentioned in one of our heart-to-heart talks that he was called 'mahangin' a couple of times. It's his fault maybe if he's a brag, but dude, maybe it's your fault din for not being open-minded. Not to brag and this is for your information: In his former school, having a PS3 and a PSP is just normal. It's not his fault if he thought that it's the same there. Dude, he is young. And adjusting was too fast to carry on his own pace. So try to understand, dude. You're lucky you did not experience what he went through. Being pulled out from an international school in another country and being placed in an environment totally different and having no other choice but to accede? Dude, what you were asking him was too much. He can adjust, but give him time.
And 'eksena'. How would you call him 'eksena'? First, dude, get your grammar and word-construction right. 'EKSENA' refers to a scene. Without any further description. For me, if I'm totally naive in this mean surrounding, I would totally say that I'm flattered. Being called a 'scene' means you're eye-catching. Notable. Sheesh. You probably don't know. Call him 'papansin'. That'd be more appropriate. But longing for attention is natural when you're the youngest in the family. Agree? He's the bunso. But he doesn't get much attention here at home. Blame me. So stop saying that he's an 'eksena' or what 'cause you dudes probably are, too. You just don't see it 'cause you're too busy fault-finding.
I won't name the actual dudes who gave my brother much emotional and mental trauma because I may hate you to bones, but I have my manners well kept.
Mother Goose people. You're just proving that the gossip's true. That you're school's full of people who act like they're studying in a public institution. Say what you want to say, but please make sure that what you're saying is true. Ya'll have opinions on him but please, if you don't have anything good to say, keep those mouths shut. 'Cause honestly, he doesn't speak foul about you. So if you dudes at least have an ounce of good breeding, please follow the golden rule. That's all I have to say.
It'll be my pleasure if you read this. I'm not mean. I'm just being a good ate. Hate me if you must but don't hate my brother because of this. Okies, darlings?
God Bless na lang. ;]
Lux in Domino!
-CJ
I may not be the most perfect sister in the world but this is what you people must remember. If any of you ever try to hurt my siblings, you're toast. I'm not violent so I think this would be the right way.
Calling my brother "eksena" or "mahangin" is somewhat a sign of your wrong breeding. My brother may sometimes be irritating or annoyingly longing for attention, but aren't most of us during that stage of life? He has his flaws. You have yours too. And they're even more than what my brother has. And if you try to call him that, please do it in a straightforward way. He wants to hear what you're saying. He won't cry in front of you, promise. My brother may be emotionally weak, but he doesn't cry in front of people. He cries in front of us because of your stupid insults. We tell him to not be what-you're-telling-him-that-he-is. We may not be with him in school but we know that he's trying hard to change. Trying hard to be accepted.
He may be immature and childish at times but look here dude, who's more immature now? You're actually corrupting him into being like this. Before he enrolled in that school, he wasn't like this. Dude, this may seem mean of me, but I think you're the reason why he became like this. He wouldn't be loud just because he wants to annoy us. He wasnt' public student-ish. He was respectful. He called me ATE. [Guessed it right, now he doesn't.] He was so nice. Everyone loved him. And he didn't think of what other people think about him. Now, he's this annoying kid who everyone thinks of as disrespectful and unkind.
We are the family, yes, and we must make sure he grows up in a right way. We are doing it with all our might. But most of his day is spent in school. How can we control that? Sheesh. Maybe some of it is our fault but hey, we tried pulling him away from the hell of an environment that is, but this you should remember: he cried and said, "No. I'm staying sa Mother Goose."
Ok. Let's go back to the 'mahangin' and 'eksena' parts.
My brother once mentioned in one of our heart-to-heart talks that he was called 'mahangin' a couple of times. It's his fault maybe if he's a brag, but dude, maybe it's your fault din for not being open-minded. Not to brag and this is for your information: In his former school, having a PS3 and a PSP is just normal. It's not his fault if he thought that it's the same there. Dude, he is young. And adjusting was too fast to carry on his own pace. So try to understand, dude. You're lucky you did not experience what he went through. Being pulled out from an international school in another country and being placed in an environment totally different and having no other choice but to accede? Dude, what you were asking him was too much. He can adjust, but give him time.
And 'eksena'. How would you call him 'eksena'? First, dude, get your grammar and word-construction right. 'EKSENA' refers to a scene. Without any further description. For me, if I'm totally naive in this mean surrounding, I would totally say that I'm flattered. Being called a 'scene' means you're eye-catching. Notable. Sheesh. You probably don't know. Call him 'papansin'. That'd be more appropriate. But longing for attention is natural when you're the youngest in the family. Agree? He's the bunso. But he doesn't get much attention here at home. Blame me. So stop saying that he's an 'eksena' or what 'cause you dudes probably are, too. You just don't see it 'cause you're too busy fault-finding.
I won't name the actual dudes who gave my brother much emotional and mental trauma because I may hate you to bones, but I have my manners well kept.
Mother Goose people. You're just proving that the gossip's true. That you're school's full of people who act like they're studying in a public institution. Say what you want to say, but please make sure that what you're saying is true. Ya'll have opinions on him but please, if you don't have anything good to say, keep those mouths shut. 'Cause honestly, he doesn't speak foul about you. So if you dudes at least have an ounce of good breeding, please follow the golden rule. That's all I have to say.
It'll be my pleasure if you read this. I'm not mean. I'm just being a good ate. Hate me if you must but don't hate my brother because of this. Okies, darlings?
God Bless na lang. ;]
Lux in Domino!
-CJ
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