I just confirmed my slot at DLS-CSB,
BS-Hotel and Restaurant Intuition Management ; TOURISM track (seriously?)
Now, i’m looking forward that i can live independently and hoping that I can survive the terrors of Manila.
Hey. i’M now far from those who keep me up. From those people who were always there in pain and in joy. From those person which made me A TRUE person.
Ngayon, wala nako sa piling ng mga taong higit na nakakakilala sa akin. Ang mga taong tumanggap sa totoong ako. At dahil sa kanila naging ganito ako ngayon.Hinding-hindi ko sila makakalimutan, syempre naman. at pagdating ng panahon na mayaman na ako(if ever lang naman) they’ll be one of those who will be with me, They will be part of my unending thanks. THEY ARE MY TRUE FRIENDS AND CLASSMATES.
IMY EINSTEIN 2011-2012
Wednesday at my native land-BATANES :) (lol)
5 days… 5 days to go and i’ll be leaving this place where I met gorgeous people, those TRUE friends that i had collected. 5 days to go and i’ll be out of the place where I can breathe FRESH air, yes FRESH. 5 days to go and i’ll be leaving my YFC family who boosted 1% of my shitty confidence. and in 5 days, i’ll be leaving my beloved family who were always there for me, who never failed to give me my needs.
well, its a busy Wednesday for me for i have to accomplished such things for my schooling at manila. Yeah, manila, I’ll be with the company of my cousins whom i’d don’t get along. Well, I know i’d be with my classmates soon. Very soon, that’s why i don’t have anything to worry about.
I will TERRIBLY MISS : pao-pao(one-day old dibang), venes and what else? the sea.
*ma miss kuntiw kapay jugtus du pantalan aran 4 years pasa mananayaw rarai kusaw du kap jugtus ku.
*as tuku magcc ta nakangay tavad SABTANG plus DUIRA. tya kunanti mavulaw du St. Benilde am tuku pabu nakangay daw.
#personal #saloobin
PWEDE BANG WAG MUNA TAYONG GUMRAD-WEYT?
Graduation na naman. puno na ang mga social sites ng mga 4th year students na nag-eemote tungkol sa last day of school nila. At isa rin naman ako sa kanila.
-4th year na kami. naiisip ko na rin yung araw na magkakahiwalay-hiwalay na kami ng landas. Noong 1st year pa lang ako, wala pang kwenta sa akin kung ano ba ang mapupulot ko sa paaralan na pinasukan ko. dun ako nagkamali, ngayon, bawat sulok ng paaralan na to’, mapa CR, Hallways, Bleachers o Canteen man e punong-puno ng memories na hinding-hindi ko ata makakalimutan.
Yung mga mukha ng mga nag-gagandahan at nag-guwagwapuhang klasmeyt ko, minsan asura ko dahil sa ingay na taglay nila. kala mo tig-isa kami ng microphone at speaker eh. Pero ngayon, ok lng, mag-ingay lang kayo. LAST NA TO’ e. Yung mga sing-along sa room kahit ba wala na kami sa tono at kahit pa rinig na rinig na kami sa office e sige lang, kanta pa.
ArHeJaMaRo, Nagsimula yun sa Second Year hanggang sa nakasanayan na naming magkasakasama. At yun na nga, miski 1000 bagyo na ang dumaan, mga sigawan , asaran at walang hanggang siraan ang nagyayari sa bawat isa samin, eto magkakasama parin naman kami.
tama na nga. ah basta, parang ayoko nang mag-graduate. ang saya kaya ng HIGHSCHOOL
#nonsense #personal #saloobin #mema-sabi lang
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okay. finally. St. Benilde would be my school and BS-HRIM would be my course.
Hopefully, YES i can do this. I love cooking and eating is my passion. Yeah right that’s why i’m too stout, but I don’t care. the only thing that bothers my crazy mind is that I don’t know if I can stand alone. yea. thinking that I would be in Manila, without knowing those chemical equations, acids, bases, molecular formula, exponential functions, slope and many to mention. Oh damn. I would just be a disgrace to our batch. Oh man, It will not work out, I knew it. Math, can’t you just please go away from me.! hell.
ay nako. ayan inatake nanaman ako ng sakit kong VANITY. hindi naman ako kagandahan pero ang hilig kong mag pose sa camera at natutuwa ako sa sarili kong muka kahit na WACKY pa yan. matagal naman ng WACKY ang pagmumukha ko. lol. kaso ayan nga dahil sa wala akong maisip na pwedeng i-paint, mukha ko na ang napagdiskitahan ko.
Mother, I apologize for being a failure. I am sorry for not being able to reach your expectations. For being a pathetic excuse for a daughter. I regret ever having offended you, made you weep, or hurt you.I am aware that I have become rebellious child. A child whom you’d hoped I would never…
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