The Best Place Called Home

I have made a post of this last year, transferred from my honeydhynnes.wordpress account. Just copied and pasted including the picture where it was saved in that domain. It was already closed or should I say suspended, so the picture does not appear in my post, only the narrative.

I saved a picture of our old home, our loving home who sheltered and took care of us for more 27 years. Almost wrecked, stood still under the stikes of typhoons and earthquake, of rainy and sunny days. Made of wood and the floor was just the land where it was built. It made me dreamed of something for my family, when I was born here, at a very young age, I promised myself that I will give my parents a better home. But that was not easy. So I still aim that my dream house will be built soon (actually, me and Arlene Bonquin - now in Taiwan, dream and aim to have our dream house).

That was our home, loving home. We will never ever forget that. See, daming tukod to support our almost pagiba nang bahay. It was memorable, I borught many of my friends there, slept and did some get together, from elementary, high school college until my working days. Almost a year and half that this was gone, but remains in our hearts. It was a place where true happiness resides :-) .

Read my post The Best Place Called Home - August 2008 also in this blog.

till then,

How to Survive College Life

I’d been through difficult times when I was in college. Finances were really apart from me and not in my vocabulary. I am not blessed with a wealthy life, should you have one, a good education from famous schools can be chosen and you may be feeling so choosy where to go to because you have lots of pennies in front of you. Lucky you are then!

Contrary to that, well, I can say I am still fortunate for having a life that is financial struggling; it was through it that I became very eager to finish my college education, so very aggressive to find ways to uplift my family’s condition. It is who I am – I am a dreamer who kept and keeps on believing that there is nothing impossible if you thrive harder and aim higher.

After I graduated in high school, I had a problem of whether or not to pursue my college education, I was aware that my parents were unable to finance me well, my father had a temporary job and wasn’t sure if he will bring home excessive money for my education , my mother was a housekeeper. But I was really eager to go to college. Some advises me to stop for a year, find a job and save for my own education – she had point though, but that did not prevent me dreaming to have my college. Fortunately, there was this school who offers scholarship to less fortunate individual like me, CANOSSA COLLEGE – the only school I’d taken entrance examination. God was really good for then, I was able to pass the entrance examination and the interview of the College Dean Ms. Susan Escolano. Two HR staffs visited our home to check if I really need the scholarship – Ms. Aileen Juaneza, and they saw that I really need one. So after all those processes, examination, interviews and home visit, I got an A in their scholarship program under St. Bakhita.

I am thankful for the scholarship grant I had, but that wasn’t enough, I still need my allowance for food and fare, how will I survive now? And this is it! On my first few days – I only ate Creams biscuits during lunch that was my food until the very last subject (it was perhaps the reason why I was so thin hehe) but I still need sort of allowance. What did I do then?

I was selling palitaw, butse and yema in our school, my classmates were my customers. And haist….I had my allowance already, thanks my classmates for providing me my daily allowance because of you, I survived! Aside from that, I offered my tutorial services to four elementary students of Canossa – after my classes, I went to their home every day. I had excessive allowance by then and I was able to hand some to my parents, so very thankful Lord for providing me! That way – selling kakanin and tutoring, I survived my college life!

I am not alone for this experience, I know there are thousands students everywhere who are looking for many ways to survive their education – especially those who are less fortunate. There are many ways folks, you can do what I did, or if you do not know how to make such kakanin, you can make some accessories like earrings, beaded bracelets, necklaces and ID holder – not only you are having fun with your craft but you are also earning from it for your education. Use your idle time doing some lucrative things and stuffs. You may want to blog too – you can earn from it, little by little, the wee earning you see will grow bigger as time goes by. Some schools do offer assistance to less fortunate students like being a student librarian, cleaning rooms during the students’ spare time, being a varsity player and so on. You may inquire your schools and check what they have.

If you are really eager to finish your education, there are many options and ways to do so, in good ways though, do not try filthy things just to finish it – that will not bring any good to you.

Strive hard and you’ll reap what you sow someday.

Take note of this:

"Dream your dreams,

Then do your best.

Never stop and never rest,

Until those dreams are yours."

Till then,
 

My "Preciouses"

And I love looking at this precious picture of my loves. This is so maganda ^_^ and forever will be treasured.

This was taken in Pagudpud Ilocos, April 21 2013 at Hanna's Beach Resort. Jd was guided by daddy J, as she enjoyed the ocean's splash. Swimwear failed! pero oks alng, cuteness still.

 Till then,
 

Real Success Comes From Real People..

Nice one.. :-)

These were the words uttered by one of the male singing groups who recently arrived here in the country to do concert, the Lettermen. The group had guested in PDA and taught a bit about singing, and likewise gave sort of advice. Admittedly, they are great, they have a great singing voice and rendition of the song, (sorry i forgot the title). Bugoy had also a chance to sing a song before them.

As they were about to go and their wee performance inside the house had ended, they vociferated these words..."Real success comes from real people", and this had caught my sleepy mind during that night. I told my housemate Renee, "Ganda!!" (beautiful!) it's true.

No matter what you dwell in your life, how you venture into anything you just wanted to vent, if you are not sincere and true to these endeavors, surely, success will not be in your hands. Success comes to those who are indeed honest, toilsome and real, no dupes involved in performing the tasks, no pejorative and sporadic acts along and no chicanery cohorts. Success is all about our clean and pure intention of executing all our deeds.

Seeing our idols and those who are successful ones, we definitely know that they reached the stage where they are now because of being toilsome, plus discipline plus the mettle to take the risk plus dreaming their dreams and turning these dreams into reality plus the clean and pure intention of fulfilling these dreams and executing the tasks accordingly. Step by step, these are the very fundamentals of becoming a real successful person.

By the way, success is not only measured by the achievements we have had and how lucrative we are, but it is also measured by the fulfillment in our very ownselves, the happiness we feel each and every time and the way we deal and rise up with our flaws and blunders. Additionally, success will absolutely be in our hands if we always pray, so pray a lot.

Hope i somehow eke some wee inspiration  to you guys.

'Till next time!

Baler

Lucky me, I married David. Why? Because my husband's family enjoys visiting different places together. And because we are part of his family now, I was able to join them too. Last year's adventure was at the north part of the country , Ilocos region. We spent 3 days of vacation, my husband was also here during that time. It was month of April then. And this year, we were dragged to Baler. My husband wasn't here to help me look after JD. He missed this adventure, happened on April too. I thought I can't join them as I also had a work then, but they asked me first when I could possibly take a leave, and they'd schedule according to my availablity, very touching. I wasn't expecting that :) They were thinking of me so I could join them, albeit my husband wasn't here, thank you! And the adventure began. It took us more than 5 hours of drive to reach Baler, it was that long because we took a different route, we had it at mountains, scary as it was beginning to get dark, and we heard that there's lot of NPA around. But thank God He guided us and kept us safely. We reached Baler at night and started to look for a place to stay. Glad we found one, but transferred again the next day. On our 2nd day, that was the time that we enjoyed Baler. We enjoyed the beach, as well as JD. If I were big that time, I would probably not be wearing a swimwear, I would perhaps be saying, "these plus size bathing suits" love me :D but the opposite, thanks my braces, I was thinner to wear the not for plus size bathing suit. Besides the beach, one of the most wonderful yet tiring experience was the trecking to Ditumabo Mother Falls. It took us more than 30 minutes of hike, the way was rocky and rough. Imagine I was carrying Jhaydii, that was too adamant of me to carry my 11kgs daughter. But thankfully, my legs and arams were strong to endure the hike. See below pictures too... Let these pictures tell you the whole story. Thank you Baler!

Till then,