It is Not Yet the End...

The first month of the year had not been really good to me. In fact, I cried almost everyday. Why? Because I already got the results of my entrance exams from the four schools which I applied for college. Really, they were surprising.

Honestly, I didn't pass Ateneo and UP, thank you very much. The news of not passing those schools really made me sad. Because of that, I developed low self-esteem again. I felt I was stupid for not passing them. I wished to go back to the past to correct my mistakes. But it's too late. What made me feel more stupid was the course that I applied for which was Biology. I suddenly realized that it's a quota course and only a certain number of students are accepted for it. I wished I chose the course which was non-quota so I could pass the test then shift to the course that I really wanted afterwards. Again, it was too late. I didn't have the time machine to go back to the past. I didn't have the watch, which Travis received from the mysterious man, to change everything. (By the way, that's from Sana Maulit Muli, a primetime show on ABS-CBN) I felt depressed for more than a week, and I brought that depression in school, when we came back there after the Christmas vacation.

As I was thinking about these "failures", I realized that it was not yet the end. Maybe, God gave me these because he had better plans for me. It was hard to accept failures in the first place, but I had to. These made me stronger. I began to develop a higher self-esteem, which was good. I began to trust myself.

Yesteday, I went to De La Salle Manila. I asked about the results of my examination. The admissions told me that my GNP, whatever it was, was good. I got an 88. Mathematics and the Mental Ability Test were the "suspects" why I didn't pass my first choice (Biology). They didn't reach a certain grade. I accepted Math, because it was expected but Mental Ability Test? Pleeaase!!! I even joked Joy, my dear friend and my dear classmate, that I came from the Mental Hospital and forgot to drink my medicine so it's understandable. Hahaha. But, before I left the admissions building of De La Salle Manila, I felt good. The admissions office was giving me a consideration because they saw my eagerness to study there. The people there told me to visit their website, which I usually do, to be informed so I could complete the requirements that I need.

God gave me this opportunity to start again, to trust myself again. He was giving me the ray of hope. I have 50-50% chance of passing DLSU, but at least, there's still a chance. Maybe, He gave this because he knew how eager I am to study there. On my way to Quiapo, I received text messages from my classmates saying that I passed UST. I passed my first course which was Biology and I was wait-listed in my second course, which was Pre-Com (commerce). I thanked God for he's so good.

It's not yet the end. Don't give up. I can do it. It's just the beginning...

Just Because

This song reminds me of something. I hear this sometimes inside the classroom because some of my classmates are singing it. This song is very memorable to me because it reminds me of different events that become a part of my highschool life. First, this song is used by the band, Crisscross, when they auditioned for Youthfest, held at Don Bosco Canlubang last January 13. Of course, our band was accepted and they're in for the finals. (The members of the band are my classmates and I'm proud of it. Go girl power!) Second, I just love the song. I don't know why. Maybe, it's just because. Anyway, here it is, Hiling by Paramita:

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Hiling

by Paramita

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Nahihirapan na ang aking isip

nauubusan na ng sasabihin sa iyo...

nanlalamig na ba ang pag-ibig mo sa 'kin...

giliw...

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Nalilito ako, nais kong sagipin ang ating

nalulunod na pag-ibig

ngunit handa akong palayain ka

kung ito ang iyong hiling

gaano mang kasakit sa akin

ibibigay sa iyo

ang tanging pakiusap lang

'wag mo akong kalimutan...

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Kay rami nang nagdaan

na pagsubok sa ating pag-ibig

kakayanin pa kayang mabawi pa

ang mga nasabi na masasakit na salita

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Kung ito ang iyong hiling

gaano mang kasakit sa akin

ibibigay sa iyo...

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Nanlalamig na ba ang pag-ibig mo?

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Go Princess!!!

Happy New Year everyone! This is my first entry for the Year of the Golden Pig. I've been idle for a while when it comes to updating my blog because I'm busy with school work. I just finished taking up our third quarter periodical exams last week. I'm so relieved now that it's done. I'm just waiting for the results which make me nervous because I feel that I have low grades even if I feel that I did my best. Ngee. Ang labo nun. Hahaha. Anyway, that's life, isn't it?

Recently, my classmates and I are fussing about this certain show on TV which airs everynight. When I come to school, the first things that I hear in the classroom are the names of Janelle, Gian, Troy and Monique. There are laughter and "kilig" when those names are being mentioned. Some of my classmates feel sad when they miss one episode of the show. I, on the other hand, will stop what I do to watch the show. I continue whatever it is or whatever they are after that, so I end up sleeping late. Even my aunt who usually sleeps earlier than I am hits the bed at around eleven in the evening just to finish watching an episode of that show. Oh my, oh my. We are truly addicted to it! Hahaha.

I never thought and it never came to my mind that I would appreciate a Koreanovela. When Lovers in Paris was introduced in the Philippines, and when I saw its trailer on TV, I even laughed at it. When I saw our househelp looking at the trailer, I looked at her with "not-another-trying-hard-Asian-novela-on-TV" look. I even said that the protagonist really looked like a maid and she really fitted the role. I was mean. But I ate those things when I began watching it. I got hooked to it and felt sad when it ended. After that, I watched different Koreanovelas simultaneously. I even watched Meteor Garden but I'm not a fan of F4. I find them corny though. Hahaha. Among those Koreanovelas that I love are Full House, My Girl and Princess Hours.

That's it! Princess Hours! That is the show that my classmates and I are fussing about everyday. We even text each other to remind ourselves that Maging Sino Ka Man is over (the show before Princess Hours). We all hate Monique because she's such an ugly loser. Well, she's not ugly. In fact, she is pretty but we all hate her because she makes Janelle's life miserable. Anyway, that's what villains do right? Hahaha. My classmates, with my exception, fall immediately for Prince Troy because he's cute, quiet, smiling and humble. Yeah, that's true. Prince Gian is like him too, for they are cousins. Their only difference is that he's so serious. He often smiles, minds his own business, not so outspoken and married to Janelle. Gian is also cute, specially when he smiles. On the other hand, Janelle is the exact opposite of Gian. She's funny, outspoken and free-spirited.

My classmates and I love this show because it's lovely and funny. Though the plot is like Cinderella's and the characters seem to be based on the Royal Family in England, there's something on it that makes us addicted to it. We kind of relate to Princess Hours because it is highschool. We both experience the same things: the crushes, the "kikay" stuff, the friends, the family, the school and the love for music. We're just different in one thing: we are not yet married.

I won't narrate everything on this entry. See it for yourself or buy its DVD. You won't lose anything if you try...Shield on!!!

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