MATUTO KA NA JUAN DELA CRUZ!

2010 is fast approaching. Election time again.

Once again the Filipino people will choose new leaders for the next six years. Once again the Filipino people will put in power the people the deem right for the position. Once again the Filipino people will try to prove that they have learned from the past.

Or so most of us hope.
The outcome of the 2010 election is significant to our country. As is the outcome of every elections. For the next six years we will be lead by the people whose names we wrote in our ballots. And I hope this time, we all learn from the past.

Don't vote for the person just because he came from a political family. Just because his great-grandparents were leaders doesn't mean he knows how to lead.

Don't vote for a person just because he is popular. Governance is not all about popularity. Let the past teach us that most famous people are only as good as decorations after the elections.

Don't vote just because the person is rich enough to buy your vote. Remember that it is not only your future but the future of the Filipino nation that is at stake in every elections. A man who will pay his way to power is not suited to govern us.

Don't vote for a person just because you like the way he looks. Capability is more important.

We should learn to take elections seriously. Choosing our leader is a serious matter. Always remember, the aim of the election is to come up with a leader that will lead our country and help it progress and not to put another parasite in position.


2010 na, matuto ka na Juan de la Cruz!

there is such thing as ENOUGH...

Enough.

When things go beyond what is tolerable, it has to end.

Like everything else in this world, everything has a limit. Patience has a threshold and not as elastic as a rubber band. In fact, even the most elastic rubber band in the world can only be stretched at a limit. Stretch a rubber band too hard and it breaks, it snaps.

Enough.

Human as we are, we are not perfect. This is a fact. When we go beyond what should be, we start stepping on other people's toes, offend others, hurt their feelings and in the process, ruin our relationship with the people around us. It is normal for humans to have faults but it is not normal to constantly hurt others.

Enough is enough. We have to stop. We have to know our limits. We have to realize that we are not the only ones who are entitled to be hurt, to be understood, to be respected. The people around us deserves the respect that is due to them. They deserve to be understood and to feel because they too are human.

Without limit, there can be no discipline. Without discipline there is no real respect. Without real respect, there can be no peace.

I'm going to reach my dreams and everybody who says otherwise will eat my dust!

Frog Princess :)

THE GREAT PRETENDER

I think pretending is an inherent trait of every human being.
Sometimes, pretending could also be good.
However, a lot of times, its better not to pretend at all.
I think its better if we just say things as it is than pretend that everything is fine when it is not. I think its better if we argue openly than smile at each other then back-bite each other. I think, its better to just do it than pretend that its alright.

But sometimes, we have no choice but to pretend.
Sometimes, for the sake of the people we love, we pretend that everything is fine.
Sometimes, we have to pretend to save ourselves from getting hurt and hurting others.
Sometimes, we have to pretend so everything could go on smoothly.

We pretend to smile even when our hearts our breaking.
We pretend to laugh even when the tears are about to fall.
We pretend to be fine even if our world is already crumbling.
We pretend that we have moved on even if deep inside us, we know that we still hold on.
We pretend that we have forgotten when we know that we haven't.
We pretend that its alright even if the truth is, it never really was.

We pretend. We pretend. We always pretend. We keep on pretending.
But all these we do so we don't hurt the people around us.
What is not good is when we pretend to be somebody we are not. What makes pretending bad is when we pretend to be somebody else.

Why do we need to pretend when we know that the people around us have already accepted us for who or what we are? Which is more important, the unconditional acceptance of your friends or the comments of the people who never cared to know the real you? How can you expect people to accept you when you can't even accept yourself?

I guess, there is no need to pretend to be somebody else. Let people see the real you. let the people love and accept the real you and not the facade that you prefer to project. Be thankful to those who will accept you with no "buts" or "ifs". Be thankful to those who will never leave you no matter who you are or what you are. Be thankful to those who will accept you wholeheartedly. Never mind those who can't, they won't really matter.

Pretending is an inherent characteristic. But it doesn't mean that you have to pretend all the time.
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I had long ago realized that the reason why the people we love are taken from us first so we would learn to love and care for those we never appreciated before.
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Sometimes, we need to be hurt to learn. Sometimes, we need to be scared so we would remember. Sometimes, we need to be marked so we won't forget.
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I may not be the greatest creation of God but I know that no matter what people say, I am worth something. I am not the kindest or the loveliest of people but this does not mean that I have nothing good inside of me.

Despite of my faults and everything I am not, I believe that I still deserved to be loved and cared for. I may not be the most charming, attentive, and caring person in the world but I know that I still deserved to find love, be loved and be accepted.

You can never measure my worth unless you know me. You can never truly say that I am good or I am bad unless you try to understand me.
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Please don't judge me for a single mistake. Please don't judge my person based on a single incident.

I am like a book that you need to read thoroughly to understand. My every chapter tells a different story. Every leaf shows a different facet of my personality. Please don't judge me because a single page is marred. Please don't judge me because the chapter you have opened is bad. It doesn't mean that all the pages are spotted or that all the chapters are not worth reading.

Please don't let me go just because you thought you have read everything already. Please don't throw me away because you think that my pages are not even worth your time. Try reading between the lines, sometimes the tears are just hidden inside.

Please don't let my pages fade from the tears that you don't see. Please read me till the end. Listen to my story before you tell me who I am. Read me and understand me so you will know who I really am.

But if you can't really bear to read me any longer, please put me down gently so others could read me too. Please be gentle, I can be hurt too. Remember that I am like a book; someday my pages will fade. Please be gentle when you already have to put me away.

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NOTE: Ang ka-dramahang ito ay hindi magtatagal at lilipas din.:))

LESSON-FREE

The previous semester is probably the worst I ever had.

I did not learn anything in most of my subjects and I spent most of my time gazing in space, wondering why in the world did I ever became so unfortunate to be under instructors who simply refuse to give justice to their titles.

To say that I am disgruntled is an understatement. I was frustrated and discouraged that I lost all inclination to go to school or study my lessons. And let me make this clear, I am not the only one. The rest of my classmates all felt the same.

Who wouldn’t? We force ourselves to wake up early in the morning to attend our classes only to wait for hours in the classroom because either our instructor forgot that we have a class or they simply would not show up without any explanation. We did not learn anything because if ever they would show-up in class, they would discuss things that are not related to our subject or give us works totally unrelated to our lessons. There are times when we are given tasks without knowing if what we are doing is related to our lessons (which we do not get anyway) or not.

Probably a lot of students would be more than happy to exchange places with us because a lot of my acquaintances from other courses find it nice that we are constantly in holiday. However, none of us in class thinks so. This, being the last year of our stay in college, is probably the most important part of our college life. A lot of us felt that we are still unprepared and we still have a lot of things to learn to prepare us to the world that awaits us after we graduate, that we felt disappointed with what happened to us.

We enrolled in these classes with high expectations and eagerly anticipating the many things we could learn from it. But after the month-long consecutive meetings with no ‘real’ classes, we lost interest in the subjects. There are times when we no longer bother going to our classroom to check if we are going to have classes or not because we know from experience that it would be a waste of time. Experience is the best teacher as they say, and we have surely learned from it.

What hurts us the most is the fact that while we are getting more and more frustrated everyday by the lack of lessons, our teachers are still enjoying their salaries for the job that they did not even fulfill.

We are here in school to learn, to be trained for the so-called real world and not to spend our time worrying if our instructors still exists or not. That is why they are called teachers, because they are being paid to teach. Of course, we still have instructors who give their best to fulfill their duties but this does not erase the fact that we could have learned more if all of our instructors are like the few who would give everything to train us.

This is a sad truth that most people refuse to acknowledge. It is not always true that when a student does not learn anything he/she is dumb or lazy. Sometimes, a student does not learn anything because some teachers prefer to have lesson-free classes and self-declared holidays.

The things we had experienced under these instructors are the kind of things that we wish we never experienced at all And if I would be given the chance to turn back the time and change something, this holiday-filled semester will be the one thing I would change first.

I BADLY MISS MY HIGHSCHOOL DAYS..

Now I know why High School Life is better... *wink*

When I was in High School, I never ran out of money. I always have a penny to buy what I need (and some of the things I want) and I never have to worry about the next day.

When I was in High School, I never went out of the house without eating anything and never really had to skip meals (either by choice or no choice...hehehe...grammar friend!). I never had to worry about what I would eat next or how to eat next.

I used to be so confident with my money that I could spend my one-week allowance in just three days. I never worried about it because I know that I will never go hungry and that, my parents will give me money if I ask for it.

High school life is so much easier. They don't really give you that much responsibility in HS. Well, HS students might argue about this but this is the truth. The pressure you get in HS is lesser compared to the kind of pressure you get in College.



In HS, you never really get a sleepless night. Oh yeah, you may miss a few winks now and then but believe me, its nothing in college. In college, you miss sleep because you don't have a choice. You miss sleep because 24 hours a day and 7 days a week is just not enough to do everything.

You can afford to make mistakes in HS, but College is a lot different. This is the make or break point of your life. In HS, when you make mistakes people understands and attributes it to your immaturity. Because, yes...in HS, you can be as immature as you want. In college, people expects you to be matured and mistakes are costly.

The bestest friends you can find are also in HS. You may hate your classmates so much now but later on you will realize that nothing could really replace them.

When I was in HS, my life revolves around School, Sleeping, Eating, and Watching animes. Now, my life revolves around School, boarding house, School, and boarding house. I sleep 8-12 hours per week and eats twice (and sometimes once) a day. And I could no longer watch anime because I don't have the time.

I miss High School. I miss it so much.
(but I wouldn't want to go back either!)

PIECES OF ME WHEN I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL

Farewell party in Abucay County

SWIMMING IN ABUCAY COUNTY (muse ako dito e, haha. ako lang kasi babae! haha)

waa. Namimiss ko sumakay ng shuttle! :(

CIRCLE OF FRIENDS @ Mt. Samat

KASAGSAGAN NG MOVIE MARATHON NAMIN AFTER PERIODICAL TEST

Tama na nga ang pagrereminisce. emo na kung emo.. Namimiss ko lang talaga kayo mga kapatid ko'ng Mendel :(

I'M PROUD TO SAY THAT I'M A JOURNALISM STUDENT

They say that there is nothing constant in this world but change. I say, in my world there are only two constants: deadline and pressure.

As a Journalism student, my life is governed by deadlines. Time is economized and 24 hours is not enough to do everything. Hectic schedules, interviews, travels, sleepless nights, pictorials, tapings, shootings...we are living a life of a celebrity and none of us liked it.

A long time ago I have realized that Journalism is a course where sweat and tears are not enough to make you pass. This is a course for people who can actually take the challenge and survive. This is a course for people who are prepared to bleed and labor in order to pass.

Bleeding is good though. It prepares us to the kind of challenges that we are going to face when we graduate. If pressure creates a diamond then the kind of pressure we are facing now will make us the most beautiful diamonds the world could ever find.

I just hope so.