Totally Different…Very Eccentric!

My Journalism class in first year high school was mainly about creative writing. This year, it focuses more on journalism specifically the newspaper. This is not new to me the fact that I encountered journalism and things about newspapers before. The new thing to me is, honestly, the teacher and the things he brings with…things which are not visible to the eyes or even under an electron microscope. In short, the lessons, his knowledge of several things beyond compare all the trivia he knows which I and my classmates do not. 

First Quarter is over and yes, second quarter is nearly ending. My mind is filled with a lot of information- Ah! Information overload. NOOOO!!! Honestly, I had a lot of unforgettable moments in our Journalism class. I did not say good memories only, which means that includes bad ones. I have to admit that life is hard with a teacher having high standards which leads to expecting a lot from a student (or students). That means I have to do well in things, but if I fail then… wish me luck.

Every class discussions, I always look forward to mind-feeding activities especially those related to vocabulary-building, though that is not my specialty… and certainly not my cup of tea. There are times when we really enjoy our teacher’s company. There are times when we get to have what he calls ‘a dose of medicine’. Of course, this is caused by misbehavior.

Recently, we did not have a very nice class. We arrived late in class and so, it did not turn out nice. Most of the time, I really enjoy our Journalism class. There is always something new. Maybe one thing I will always remember is that we start the class either with a personal prayer, frequently led by Steffi, or a short video clip when we at an audio-visual room. There are still thing to look forward this school year in our Journalism class.

Proud to have Such Family

                I always think of my family being such a blessing I cannot live without. It is because they have been with me all my life. They support me in everything I do. My parents, Isagani and Zarlina Cuello, are always there whenever I need them. My sister, Jessica, who is only a year ahead of me, is like my friend. Honestly, I do not call her ‘manang’ though she wants me to because of the short gap. And my younger brother, Jancris, is the joy-giver in the family. He is now ten years old and should be in the fourth grade already, but because of Down syndrome, he still acts younger than what he should be.

                I cannot clearly tell why family is different from others the fact that I never had another family. They are the only family I have aside from the one in school. I enjoy being with them especially during weekends. We would have our breakfast in the garden once in a while. We are all seated at the round table, listening to music while enjoying the food. During lunch, we would have a family-sized coke or a good-for-the-family ice cream for desserts, which makes my day. Unfortunately, we can only have this sort of a family day only on Sundays since my mother is taking her second master’s degree at Ateneo de Manila University. She leaves the province Friday every week and comes back either by Saturday afternoon or Sunday morning. That means, we should cherish every Sunday.

                What I like most about my family is that they are the ones willing to hear like the ‘how’s school’ things. Frankly speaking, it somehow irritates me but I know they find me very silent at home like I do not speak at all that’s  why they ask me those things. They would ask me what are the recent events happened in school, how this person is now, and stuff that would make me say, “Everything’s fine. I will just say things if they are such a big deal”. Another thing, they are the ones willing to spend some time like watch movies after lunch, go to the mall or even spend some holidays in Bacolod to visit the ruins of one mansion. It is so ironic that we, the daughters, are the ones having no time for breaks because of so many assignments, activities and events to look forward to. I hope that someday, these things will happen even just once.

                I am so proud and happy to have this link of family. i know that there are several things our family has which cannot be found in others.

Assumption turns 101, E-beths had so much fun

We had FUN FUN FUN one afternoon under the SUN!

A Greeting to A FRIEND

I set the alarm at 4 o’clock in my phone the night before, yet my body clock woke me up at around 3:45 in the morning of that Friday. I took my phone and sent the message I saved in the drafts folder to this person- this friend. In less than 3 minutes, she replied and said she is thankful for the greeting. We had an exchange of text messages for about twice and she told me to go back to sleep for it was very early. I just closed my eyes until five. As I was trying to fall asleep, I imagined how good and fun the day will be the moment I step in the school.

                And the day was starting to be what I wanted it to be- fun all the way with no stress and disappointment. I greeted her for the second time, but this time, in person. I hugged her so tight a she thanked me again for the greeting and as I greet her again. My former classmates, the MICHAELITES, were telling me that they are getting more excited as the time passes. I rushed to every second year classroom to check if my former classmates were there. I asked them to sign in one black cardboard by lunchtime. By afternoon, we ran to the classroom and packed our things, ran down to the ARC and met with my former classmates. We waited for almost half an hour just to greet her as a whole family. We went to the door next to her table at the Faculty room. With the surprise appearance of her former ‘daughters’ and a background music, I Swear, we all had a little but, for me, special reunion. We gave the cake and for the best part, the frame, which she thought when seeing the back part was a painting. It was so special to me that I almost shed a tear seeing some of them crying. I gave my former sisters a hug and we started reminiscing the fun moments we had the previous year. We ate a part of the cake with our bare hands as the knife and spoon. We spend some minutes of chatting of how our lives have been this second year. It was nice seeing their faces again after some time. We parted ways with hugs and kisses, as usual. We all greeted her just like the previous year. We surprised her, the same as last year. We, again, had a good time just like the days we missed. We pleased her heart with simply with our greetings and presence. Yet it was a big thing… it was something special… something to cherish. And you know her, the birthday celebrator every August 19 of the year aside from Mr. Romero and other people- MRS. SARDUA.

I Call it CRAM not STUDY

     I am currently at the stage of exam rush  ( as I call it). I spent the whole weekend finishing my projects and cramming for mastery tests. And now I am suffering the consequences of having manana (man ya na) habit. 

     Tonight is the night I will keep vigil just to finish reading and jotting down notes on  Statistics, CLE and Soc. Stud.  And the final judgment on how worthy my staying up late is will be on the day I will see my exam scores and receive my report card. 


BTW August 26, 2011- report card day a.k.a.my  judgment day and HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELISSA!!!

The First Project-like Activity in My Sophomore Year

Gabrielle, Elissa, and Jo performed their own version of Born This Way

Camille, Jianne, and Sonaya

Well, these girls performed a remix presentation of their own style.

The activity was indeed fun! After our CLE class, classes were cancelled due to a storm signal. 

1st of July

 What a perfect beginning of the month! After a very frustrating June ( though it is my birth month), I had a taste of a relaxing and positive first-day-of-July.

I was silent upon entering the classroom and as I stepped inside, though hurriedly, I felt something that triggered me. Something that gave a sign of an occurence of something I have been looking for... something I've been longing for.

And yes... yes it did happen! The thing I've been waiting for has finally come. I've been prolonging this agony of waiting for things to happen. But then, all the sorrow just vanished away like dust blown by wind. With a simple step forward... an approach, everything changed. I began to smile. My heart became so light that I felt like I was floating on air due to an undescribable bliss. I remember the days when the chance was right in front of me, yet I ignored it, I waited for it to fade.


Wonderful things have been happening throughout the morning. And then strikes the afternoon I have been waiting forward. The climax of the day has occured. I can't find the words to describe what I was feeling. My heart seemeed so heavy but suddenly lightens. What I know was that, that day was one of the many days of my life that I will never ever forget. That day, for others may not be, was perfect for me.