Welcome to My World!

Here is a picture of my world! Wondering why I said “world”? What you can see are five boxes. Inside each speaks of me and tells something about my life. This will take quite longer which will cause me to post several continuations to prevent a very long post. So let’s start!

This is my mini- green box. This was originally a box of a wallet my father bought. He has this habit of putting aside things that are useless for him like this box. So found this in his drawer and got it knowing that this will only end up in the trash bin if he finds this first. I wrapped it with matching colored wrappers, green and blue green. Isn’t in cute?

Inside are wallet-size photos of me and my friends taken in Fuji Film and Picture City. The oldest of these was taken when I was still in Grade 5. The latest was just taken last August 23. (Someday, I will post these pictures in a closer view each and tell you when each was taken)

This pink and violet box was also originally a wallet box. My classmate, Kristah, gave me this one ordinary day. Guess what? I never knew there is such thing called “dream catcher”! Until now, I haven’t placed this near y bed. I might not be able to dream of good stuff even though its purpose is just to prevent me from having nightmares. (Every night I look forward to having nice and memorable dreams. Unfortunately, I would forget them the moment I wake up.)

This blue box is a box for a CD my father bought. I first saw it when I was scavenging for scraps that might be of use for any projects I might have this school year. The moment I saw it, I never hesitated to keep it in my secret corner in the room. Its emo-type design really caught my attention. So its purpose now is a case for my sticky notes. I am fond of collecting sticky notes or post its. But as of now, I only have a few. (Looking forward for some more sticky notes as gifts!)

This last one is my green box. It keeps most of my life’s stories, history, legends and tales. No one has actually opened this box while knowing the history of each object placed in it. The moment you open it, you might have an instant conclusion of who I am… the real me.

So just let it remain closed. I am still in the decision mode whether or not I will tell you about the things inside my green box. Honestly, most people know me 50% (or even less) only.

One last thing; one obvious (If you are observant) thing about me is that my favorite color is green… not the vivid one but the various shades of it such as yellow green, mint green, pastel green, blue green and many more!

Summer Serendipity

 One of the most awaited and watched TV program last summer was the Pinoy Big Brother Teen Edition 4. One of the housemates’ weekly task was a fund-raising activity wherein they will make products which will be sold by their parents.

 One of the products was the “Pili-pins”. This wonderful, creative and unique product led me my sister to an idea of making our own pins which we will also sell in school for our fund-raising activity. And here it is; a bow in a hair clip and ponytail. Aren’t they cute?

Grades Do Not Define A Person

“Grades do not define a person.” That’s what they say.

So now I am here again in front of my blog letting out the negative energy to calm my mind. I am not saying that I am very frustrated about my grades. It is just that I don’t know what to feel now. Should I be disappointed because I am not used to seeing this type of grades? Or should I not question my efforts because one good reason is the 65% percent passing grade that is now applied in school?

                Why will I get mad if I am not the only one having this type of grades? Worse, others might have lower grades than I do. Maybe I just need a little more adjustment to the new wave of change happening in my high school year (Ugh! Will my high school life get any worse?). But hey! These are just grades… these are just grades… JUST grades.

                JUST GRADES. These two words, when combined may have several meanings to others. So let me tell you what these words mean to me. First, “just” doesn’t mean something to be underestimated… especially not grades. Second, “just grades” doesn’t mean “Hey, I got low grades! Whatever!” Third, “just grades” means that it’s a part of a student’s life which is something to be taken seriously but not to the point of committing suicide or whatever. JUST GRADES means that it is important and you have to do an excellent job to achieve it but once you flunked, you don’t need to slap your face, stomp the floor or create some annoying thud noise to let the whole world know that you are mad (If you will ever do that, ask yourself who are you mad at: the teacher or yourself?)

                So I guess I don’t really have hard enough feelings because of my grades. I still have three quarters to prove I am worthy. So there is no valid reason to mourn. NO REASON.

                And lastly, JUST GRADES means…. GRADES DO NOT DEFINE A PERSON, OKAY???

No More Terminator!

One of the worst things that can ever happen to your net book is being attacked by a strong, file-terminating virus. A virus that cannot only unexpectedly erase your important files but also prevent your netbook to open the Windows Starter (the thing where you can see the accounts or the desktop with icons already) and instead, just keeps on turning on… blackout… then on… and so the cycle continues.

That’s what happened to our netbook last summer. I got all my collected files which include pictures, videos, songs, games, projects, and important text documents since first year, stored and organized. Imagine a folder entitled, “freshmen” with subfolders: pics, vidz, project, The Lucky Show, download, etc. And imagine these subfolders are also found under the folder, “sophomore”, and plus some that are not related to my high school files such as songs, movies, pictures and the like. That’s how many my files are. And in a snap… GONE! All GONE!!! L

So we had it formatted and spent 700 pesos for it. Bye- bye virus! (Oh, so you think it is finally a good-bye?)

After a few months…

There it goes again! It attacked once again and we were so pissed off that we never ever used it for almost a month. So we had it formatted and fixed in school. Thanks to Mr. Ricky! Now I am using the netbook again hoping that it will not be helplessly attacked by any virus…ever again. 

It's Been Quite A Long Time

        It's been a few months since I last checked this account and let my thoughts come naturally while sitting on a comfy chair. Now, I am back to see if there are any changes in this close-to-be-an-abandoned-online journal. But hey, I haven't come just to type any text or write any nonsense stuff as what you might think I am doing. I have come not to waste your time by staring at this entry. 

        Anyways, I just want to share some stuff about how my junior year has been going so far. Notice I didn't write about this right after the first day of school. I was avoiding first impressions spread in a matter of minutes. Why? Because they are often wrong. Ugh!!! Why do I always have wrong first impressions??? Well, at this point, I am in the ITCC, passing time by checking this account (obviously). First, let's not call it a culture shock but an adjustment. I used to be used to it. So why fear or get paranoid? They are still humans... naturally. Get it? I am referring to the boys. To sum things up, dealing with boys again was not a crucial adjustment than what I thought it would be. They are fun to be with, actually. 

        My adjustment was not only with my new classmates. When I say adjustment, I mean a new full package environment. NEW classroom, size and length of blackboard, from a two- door room to only one door, new teachers as well as class adviser, new group mates. seatmates, and another set of class mates because of the groupings in Math. Oh, and also the distance I would walk from the school's gate to the classroom. Just look at the new stuff I have to get used to. But still, now that first quarter is over and second quarter has begun, i can say that I have adjusted quite well so far. 

       I hope this school year will be fun and worth remembering. Of course, I cannot get rid of the stress. It's not an option. It's a must that every student must overcome in his o her high school life.