I’m using Ma’am Issa’s laptop right now. Good thing this could connect to the internet already – I can spend my spare time browsing and feeding myself with new things. We are busy preparing for the upcoming United Nations week. Freakin’ cramming and stress! We are finishing everything in just one week. As if we’re superhuman.
I’m assigned to do the invitations and everything that is connected to editing, writing, designing and computer. Those are what secretaries do. And I am the club’s secretary. So unfortunate. But I’m quite okay with it. At least I won’t host the event. I get tongue-tied a lot.
We just had our exams, btw. And my mind was over used again. Heck that Math! I was not able to finish it. Good thing we have additional points in the periodicals for ALL our subjects! Yehey! Lucky, lucky.
I’m watching PBB also. I’m diggin’ on Rob! I love the accent much. But if you’d ask me for a pure Filipino, of course, I’d choose Jason. He looks like a rugged Santino. Haha!
I added new songs in my playlist the last time I blogged. * Straight through My Heart by the Backstreet Boys * Where Are You Now by Honor Society
Seventeen Years
Saturday, October 17, 2009 @ 1:37 PM |0 comment(s)
Happy, happy Birthday! Another year of nothing but pure happiness and success. I just hope I could personally greet you on your exact birthday, but that just seem impossible. So anyway, I hope you will appreciate my message for you (Good thing the Elites and Admins has great, great minds; they thought of doing this. Coolness.). So moving on, I really hope that you are in good condition and also your family. I hope that you are having a blast on your birthday. And I also hope everything is fine and falling exactly where you’d want them to be. You’ve been very blessed: in your career, family, friends, and fans of course. And by that, I would want to congratulate you. I know that you deserved all of these, because you are a good person, a very loving son and sibling, a trusted friend, a totally superb performer, a very effective ambassador, an all-time top Candy Cutie, and a faithful Christian. God knows that; and He believes in you. So just continue what you love to do (which I know you will) because, believe it or not, you inspire a lot of people in your own little way. I don’t know how, but I just know that you do. :)
Keep in mind that we, Samsters, will forever be here for you. We are ready to back you up. And oh, by the way, we love you!
So, yes, just keep the ball rolling and do what is right. Give people awesome performances and continue to be an inspiration and youth role model to others, to us. Have an ecstatic birthday! God Bless!
This day was Lalaine’s birthday. I was invited to come for the celebration. I decided to go because it would be unethical to decline her invitation, and I was free this day. After classes, I headed straight back home to drop my things off. Though we still have an event in our school, I did not stay. We had ‘Sagip Kaeskwela’ relief operations in our gymnasium. We were not really obliged to stay, so I did not.
While taking a tricycle to her house, I had the chance to watch the streets, houses and people. Everyone looked so busy, and everything seemed out of order. Maybunga area was greatly affected by the typhoon. The ride went slow. At the end of the street, there was a long line of people. Sweaty, tired people, waiting for their own pack of relief goods. I then realized, from the look on their faces, how hard it was to have something for their stomachs, to still live, to survive. It was my first time to witness such a thing.
As we went even slower, I had enough time to stare and observe at every corner, at every person’s face. I saw a man and a child drying papers under the sun. They looked like torn pages from books. Poor students. There was also a little boy, with only one leg, clinging on his crutches for his dear life. It was just heartbreaking to see this children suffer at such a young age. At one side there were big piles of papers and anything worth recycling. At this side, big mountains of garbage and wastes and pieces of broken things. Disappointed parents and starve-looking children were everywhere. I saw two of them sitting on plastic chairs, looking rather hungry and unhappy. There were also grown up men and women, all busy with recovering. You could see from their faces that they were devastated because of the tragedy. All of us were.
But though their situation was nerve-wracking, especially those living near the river, they could still manage to smile, to have a laugh, to be happy, to hope for a new beginning. They survived, and they were grateful for that.
It is true that we should learn to shrug things off, to never give up and to not be hopeless. Things come and go. And this is just one of them things. We are tough people, and our faith in God makes us even stronger in times like these. With Him, the love and support from people, this will just be a Goliath; we will be David. And the Davids end up winning, right?
Fantastic FOUR years!
Saturday, October 10, 2009 @ 5:25 PM |0 comment(s)
Together, let's all sing...
It's more than you, it is more than me No matter what we are, we are a family This dream is for all of us, this one can be real, And you can’t stop us now because of how you feel..
We are a family like a giant tree branching out towards the sky, We are a family, and there’s so much more than just you and I We are a family like a giant tree, growing stronger, growing wiser We are growing free.. We are a family...
I say: Happy fourth anniversary Samsters! We are Samsters through and through. I'm so happy that I'm part of this family. You guys rock! and thanks to the Elites and Sam. You are the best! I love you all! :*
Photo Blog: Intramuros, Manila
Thursday, October 01, 2009 @ 4:12 PM |0 comment(s)
I’m using Ma’am Issa’s laptop right now. Good thing this could connect to the internet already – I can spend my spare time browsing and feeding myself with new things. We are busy preparing for the upcoming United Nations week. Freakin’ cramming and stress! We are finishing everything in just one week. As if we’re superhuman.
I’m assigned to do the invitations and everything that is connected to editing, writing, designing and computer. Those are what secretaries do. And I am the club’s secretary. So unfortunate. But I’m quite okay with it. At least I won’t host the event. I get tongue-tied a lot.
We just had our exams, btw. And my mind was over used again. Heck that Math! I was not able to finish it. Good thing we have additional points in the periodicals for ALL our subjects! Yehey! Lucky, lucky.
I’m watching PBB also. I’m diggin’ on Rob! I love the accent much. But if you’d ask me for a pure Filipino, of course, I’d choose Jason. He looks like a rugged Santino. Haha!
I added new songs in my playlist the last time I blogged. * Straight through My Heart by the Backstreet Boys * Where Are You Now by Honor Society
Seventeen Years
Saturday, October 17, 2009 @ 1:37 PM |0 comment(s)
Happy, happy Birthday! Another year of nothing but pure happiness and success. I just hope I could personally greet you on your exact birthday, but that just seem impossible. So anyway, I hope you will appreciate my message for you (Good thing the Elites and Admins has great, great minds; they thought of doing this. Coolness.). So moving on, I really hope that you are in good condition and also your family. I hope that you are having a blast on your birthday. And I also hope everything is fine and falling exactly where you’d want them to be. You’ve been very blessed: in your career, family, friends, and fans of course. And by that, I would want to congratulate you. I know that you deserved all of these, because you are a good person, a very loving son and sibling, a trusted friend, a totally superb performer, a very effective ambassador, an all-time top Candy Cutie, and a faithful Christian. God knows that; and He believes in you. So just continue what you love to do (which I know you will) because, believe it or not, you inspire a lot of people in your own little way. I don’t know how, but I just know that you do. :)
Keep in mind that we, Samsters, will forever be here for you. We are ready to back you up. And oh, by the way, we love you!
So, yes, just keep the ball rolling and do what is right. Give people awesome performances and continue to be an inspiration and youth role model to others, to us. Have an ecstatic birthday! God Bless!
This day was Lalaine’s birthday. I was invited to come for the celebration. I decided to go because it would be unethical to decline her invitation, and I was free this day. After classes, I headed straight back home to drop my things off. Though we still have an event in our school, I did not stay. We had ‘Sagip Kaeskwela’ relief operations in our gymnasium. We were not really obliged to stay, so I did not.
While taking a tricycle to her house, I had the chance to watch the streets, houses and people. Everyone looked so busy, and everything seemed out of order. Maybunga area was greatly affected by the typhoon. The ride went slow. At the end of the street, there was a long line of people. Sweaty, tired people, waiting for their own pack of relief goods. I then realized, from the look on their faces, how hard it was to have something for their stomachs, to still live, to survive. It was my first time to witness such a thing.
As we went even slower, I had enough time to stare and observe at every corner, at every person’s face. I saw a man and a child drying papers under the sun. They looked like torn pages from books. Poor students. There was also a little boy, with only one leg, clinging on his crutches for his dear life. It was just heartbreaking to see this children suffer at such a young age. At one side there were big piles of papers and anything worth recycling. At this side, big mountains of garbage and wastes and pieces of broken things. Disappointed parents and starve-looking children were everywhere. I saw two of them sitting on plastic chairs, looking rather hungry and unhappy. There were also grown up men and women, all busy with recovering. You could see from their faces that they were devastated because of the tragedy. All of us were.
But though their situation was nerve-wracking, especially those living near the river, they could still manage to smile, to have a laugh, to be happy, to hope for a new beginning. They survived, and they were grateful for that.
It is true that we should learn to shrug things off, to never give up and to not be hopeless. Things come and go. And this is just one of them things. We are tough people, and our faith in God makes us even stronger in times like these. With Him, the love and support from people, this will just be a Goliath; we will be David. And the Davids end up winning, right?
Fantastic FOUR years!
Saturday, October 10, 2009 @ 5:25 PM |0 comment(s)
Together, let's all sing...
It's more than you, it is more than me No matter what we are, we are a family This dream is for all of us, this one can be real, And you can’t stop us now because of how you feel..
We are a family like a giant tree branching out towards the sky, We are a family, and there’s so much more than just you and I We are a family like a giant tree, growing stronger, growing wiser We are growing free.. We are a family...
I say: Happy fourth anniversary Samsters! We are Samsters through and through. I'm so happy that I'm part of this family. You guys rock! and thanks to the Elites and Sam. You are the best! I love you all! :*
Photo Blog: Intramuros, Manila
Thursday, October 01, 2009 @ 4:12 PM |0 comment(s)
Already several months had passed, and I am missing Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry more and more each fleeting day. There are just some things in life that we can never forget – especially that something that had given us knowledge, skills, strong relationships and a second home. I am glad that everything in the magical world is now at peace, since Voldemort (yes, I can now say his name; no need to be afraid) had died. I had secretly admired Tom Marvolo Riddle (Voldemort’s birth name) though, because of his intelligence, passion and love for magic. Wasn’t he very clever to think of and conjure his seven Horcruxes to preserve his life, or form a clan of Death Eaters who were very loyal to him and would give up their lives just for him to succeed? Not everybody can acquire that much loyalty from people these days. I do not, however, admire him for the way he had carried out all of his plans. He had a good agenda, his means just weren’t morally right. But he still is one of the darkest wizards of all time… and let’s leave it that way.
Oh, for all those who are baffled of what I’m saying here and who the heck I am, my name is Christine Faye Ordas, and I am an alumnus of Hogwarts. I came from the bronze-and-blue-clad house of the smart ass witch Rowena Ravenclaw and her dictum “Wit beyond measure is a man’s greatest treasure.” And yes, I know the wonderful Luna Lovegood (she’s such a darling) and Harry Potter’s first crush Cho Chang. I had just left Hogwarts last May. Right now I am trying to pursue a career in magical researches, literature and writing. It’s my dream to inscribe intellectual books, publish and sell them in Flourish and Blotts for the future Hogwarts students’ use. I am also planning to credibly write for the Daily Prophet, the magical world’s primary news bulletin. And of course, I will be very much honored to contribute to Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood’s Quibbler (hence, my interest in magical researches). I have always found the Lovegoods a fascinating family, and I bet working with and for them will be very exciting. Or maybe, in Merlin’s beard’s time, I can write legends and bedtime stories like the famous – and wickedly brilliant – Beedle the Bard.
And that’s how my life goes these days. I am utterly missing my old school, my friends, the Great Hall, the bronze eagle knocker just outside the Ravenclaw common room, Professor Flitwick (the head of our house), Hogsmeade, the Quidditch matches (although I didn’t actually play for the house), the moving portraits, the castle ghosts, the pumpkins on Halloween, the giant pine trees on Christmas, Rubeus Hagrid’s (Hogwarts’ gamekeeper) tea and treacle fudge – even the crabby Argus Filch (Hogwarts’ caretaker) I miss. Maybe I can visit the school grounds sometimes and see how the magical world’s been doing since Voldemort died (I’ve been spending my months in the muggle world, you see). I’ve heard everybody’s been moving on and starting all over again; the ministry is back on work under Kingsley Shacklebolt; and Harry Potter’s scar haven’t been disturbing him since. All is well, indeed.
And because of that, we should celebrate and drink firewhisky! Oh, I still don’t drink firewhisky; I can take butterbeer or tea or pumpkin juice – just not firewhisky, please.
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