tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35950567903141674362024-03-05T16:30:51.627+08:00Chasing Dreams & Butterfliesprincessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-53918851693459019472010-10-12T11:55:00.002+08:002010-10-12T11:59:44.541+08:00Dusting it OffLast night (or a few hours ago) wasn’t really a good time for me. I am having a hard time handling accusations of other people. As a leader, it really hurts to hear people, whom you serve, not like what you’re doing or your decisions. I was crying the whole time when I decided to message one person I know who would always make me feel better, Ate Jen, she’s in London right now, excelling in her chosen career. She is like an older sister to me and she told me these:<br /><br />The friends who you know for a long time do not necessarily mean they are your best. There are people who you get to know only for an instant but they will be there forever.<br /><br />It is during hard times when not only your real friends are revealed but also those you didn’t know you had. One thing I am very thankful for because of my experience is that I got to find and keep friends that before I never thought existed. New friendships blossom through tough moments…and these will be the loyal ones.<br /><br />Running away is not the answer. If you don’t solve a problem it will follow you wherever you go. Even in places where people don’t know you. Face it.<br /><br />Sometimes life is tough and some hateful people will always be around. But it only takes your belief in yourself and the strength that the people who love you give you to stand up to it. <br /><br />Now , my darling, cry it out, scream, dust yourself off and get back in the game. The world is yours to conquer.<br /><br />People like Ate Jen gives me hope. In this world where people always bring someone else down, it feels to nice to have someone, who is not even your relative, to say these things to you. Words that may seem empty to others but everything to you.<br /><br />Thank you Ate Jen. You will always be my inspiration. :)princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-23454484762147702392010-08-04T20:59:00.002+08:002010-08-04T21:05:14.850+08:00Giving Them What They Want<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxGEeiMNdYzSCMLRDorQZvBumPu1GE1ULd5XFsZv4RbcJ-h1Ub7nrJYlGcZ5GSpQvwncMx6tT16IRCCaVmT_TosTPhE3Tt1sQnOOda3rpmNaqEV52mb1HSxhQa88dn4jkF4wuIbQgg8o/s1600/Wedding+Dash.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxGEeiMNdYzSCMLRDorQZvBumPu1GE1ULd5XFsZv4RbcJ-h1Ub7nrJYlGcZ5GSpQvwncMx6tT16IRCCaVmT_TosTPhE3Tt1sQnOOda3rpmNaqEV52mb1HSxhQa88dn4jkF4wuIbQgg8o/s400/Wedding+Dash.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501538889374564690" /></a>I recently got addicted to the game Wedding Dash: Aim to love. That’s the third installment to the game. I first the first installment when I was in first year where I had the luxury of time- I can play all day. Looking at myself now, I’m in my third year in college and I juggle in my hands the College of Mass Communication, the Weekly Sillimanian, the Corps of Campus Ambassadors plus the towering requirements of my News Editing, Feature Writing and Literature classes.<br /><br />Going back to Wedding Dash (or you may be more familiar with Flo’s Diner Dash) you will organize a wedding then you serve the guests. For example, you seat them in a table they prefer, you give them the food they want and you all have to do it, all by yourself with the help of some upgrades that you can avail with the credits you earn. It’s a game of time management and prioritizing because sometimes, there may be two people who wants the same seat and what you have to do is compromise or learn how to give them something that they may also like.<br /><br />I feel that my life like now is a real life Wedding Dash game where I have to juggle what everyone wants or I end up being hated by everyone (just like in wedding dash, when you don’t give what they want your points will be subtracted). My life today is a game of prioritizing things and dividing my time to be able to accommodate everything. A game where I have to please people whom I serve or they all end up posting hurtful status updates in Facebook (which happened a lot of times already). At the end of the day, just like the character in Wedding Dash (whether the wedding is successful or not) I have to remain humble and just do better next time. I have to keep all of these sentiments to myself and just accept all the bad things that people say about me.princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-57760304050893150812010-07-09T07:36:00.002+08:002010-07-09T07:38:57.427+08:00Marina Clinic ReflectionSome people say I look 2 years older than may age. At first, I was, well, devastated, I mean, duh. Anyways, I just realized that I don’t care about how I look anymore, I’ve met wonderful people because of my profession and I don’t care if it makes me look too old to be so interested in things I do that I forget to sleep.<br /><br />I am very privileged to be able to be given the opportunity to meet wonderful people who, like me, want to change lives of the people in their community. I am so lucky that despite the fact that I can’t afford to donate money (like rich people do) I can still help and make a difference without spending a penny… well the fare maybe but that’s much much much lesser, you know.<br /><br />Today in my assignment for Silliman on Air, my laboratory of my broadcasting communication class, I met a Dr. Amor from Marina clinic, a part of the extension program of my school where the clinic helps the people in the community not only recover from sickness but helps them be well in every aspect of their life. Like for example, the clinic also help their patients in their livelihood, in their family problems. It feels so good that in a world where people only think of their selves there are still a few who choose to help the community for free.<br /><br />Life maybe sometimes cruel to all of us, to our country but people like Dr. Amor, volunteers at that clinic keeps my dream of a better world alive.<br /><br /><i>Note: I’m not good at feature articles ok? :P</i>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-26390772034843875442010-05-26T21:03:00.004+08:002010-05-26T21:13:19.303+08:00A Day in My Life<center><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/foodtrip.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></centeR><br /><br />We went bonding today! After hours of welcoming and collecting fees from the incoming MassCom freshies, we went to Panda to get some ice cream! I insisted my sister should get the fried ice cream thing but she didn’t want to so she had the cookies and cream thing.<br /><br />In the picture: (1) My sister eating everything, including our food! (2) The earthquake cookies and cream thing (3) My ice cream cake, I wonder how they made that thing it was cake-y but it’s ice cream. (4) Treasure Mountain which we thought would be a good pick me upper after a break-up or a long exam, you have to eat it while listening to Miley Cyrus’s The Climb though and yeah it has Leche Flan inside! I think the Leche Flan is the ‘treasure’ haha!<br /><br />I had so much fun bonding with my good friend Iresse (our Ms. MassCom who had to run to the oval after eating to burn the calories) and my sister, she loves ice cream too much.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/bookworms.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><<br /></center><br /><br />After eating too much at Panda my sister and I went to the mall para magpahangin and then we found ourselves inside Booksale where we bought 2 new babies. Writing from the Body by John Lee for me because I need it as a Mass Communication student and the thriller novel Into the Garden by V.C. Andrews for my sister.princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-69076530426708224482010-05-20T16:55:00.005+08:002010-05-20T17:08:55.424+08:00SurvivingSummer is almost over and I really am excited to go back to school. This will be one exciting school year because I will be leading the whole College of Mass Communication as President and as Vice-Chairperson of the Corps of Campus Ambassadors. Aside from all the extra-curricular activities, this school year will be one big challenge for me and my whole family. My father's eye treatment is far from over and our business just closed. My younger sister and I have to learn how to save money and just be contented by what we have.<br />I still have 2 more years left in college and I don't need money to enjoy it. I will always have my friends and my family with me, I'm still privileged that I get to study in a university like Silliman. I will always look at the bright side of everything, I know I can get through this.<br /><br />God bless us. :)princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-18876704515301709202010-05-16T23:02:00.003+08:002010-05-16T23:05:22.554+08:00The Missing Piece<img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/Jayfel.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><br />I still can’t believe that he’s gone. I miss him so much. That’s the last picture that we had together. We were bonding the whole afternoon then, he loves to go window shopping with me and we treat each other out, whoever has the money.<br /><br />He was murdered last January because he’s gay. I don’t believe it though, I believe anyone could be murdered that night, regardless of their gender. Until now, the police wasn’t able to identify the murderer and I don’t know how to react. I’d like to believe that God has a special reason.<br /><br />Jay,<br /><br />I love you, you know that and I miss you so much. Words are not enough to tell you how thankful I am to have met you and spent time with you. I promise to be always here for your family in case they need anything. We love you.princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-48336640783128234752010-05-15T23:19:00.006+08:002010-05-16T21:18:43.632+08:00Painting the country RED<center><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/Gordonsstatement.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></center><br />In my entire life, I’ve never been THIS involved to Politics, I cared but I never really made a move not until I had my Communication 21 subject where I have to research the presidential candidates and their platforms. My grade depended on that paper so I never slept for days just to know every presidential candidate (including Jamby Madrigal). I was not pro-Gordon then, I was for Villar but when I read his plans, his hopes and his achievements I thought that he is the best president for our country. The next day I discussed it with my friends and we decided that we should make a Sillimanians for Dick Gordon page on FB and it all started there.<br /><br />I am not ashamed to say that I am crying as I am typing this post, I did my best to convince and to campaign for Gordon, I believed in him. Now that it is all over (and I found out that I was the only one who voted for Gordon in my precinct) I realized that it is the majority of the Filipinos who wants Aquino as President and I have nothing against that. I hope that he’ll do his best now that he is almost president. I hope and pray that the majority of the registered voters of this country made the right decision.princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-16847486662293592872010-04-04T22:04:00.005+08:002010-04-07T22:02:00.826+08:00(500) Days of Summer<img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/summer-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><br />I hope some of you watched this movie [500 Days of Summer], if you weren't able to, <span style="font-weight:bold;">you have to</span>. Everyone can relate to this movie, <span style="font-style:italic;">even your parents</span>.<br />Remember how we all hated her [woman in the picture]? How she broke Tom’s heart and we all cried thinking that if we have a “Tom” in our lives we will never even try to hurt him. Well, this is just a thought, aren’t we someone else’s Summer too? We all broke someone else’s heart and whether we like (or not) to love them back, we just can’t and I guess that’s life…<br /><br /><br />P.S.<br /><br />Don’t get me wrong, I hated Summer too.<br /><br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-73408864175286621242010-03-14T22:44:00.004+08:002010-03-14T23:13:23.769+08:00Before 'Summer Sunshine'<center><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/summer.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></center><br /><br />Today's a Sunday, tomorrow's Monday, the start of finals week and I have exams tomorrow but here I am writing this while talking to my mom over the phone, I don't wanna study but I wanna learn. I know, I'm pathetic, maybe because my heart's broken. Lol. Emo much?<br /><br />On the other hand, I was chosen to be one of the Philippines' delegates to the International Students Festival to be held in Germany. I know, I'm so blessed. I will also be at Ateneo this Summer, to represent Silliman to the Future Leaders of Asia Forum, talk about an exciting Summer. :D<br /><br />I really really pray that Hell Week A.K.A. Finals Exam week would be over soon because I really want to read my books and cover them and be with my bestfriend.<br /><br />At the end of the day, after all the confusions and stress, I'm still thankful that my parents can send me to one of the best schools in the Philippines and that I can eat three times a day, thank you Lord...<br /><br />...if only I have a boyfriend. XD<br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-74241041658396291082010-03-09T22:33:00.008+08:002010-03-10T12:04:01.062+08:00A Love LetterThe concept of the whole thing is inspired by our organization's Love Letter Writing Contest last month, the content is all original though.<br /><br /><blockquote><br />Dear You,<br />First of all, let me tell that I miss you and that even you're right beside me I still miss you, 'cause I'm OA like that but you like it when I'm OA and I don't even know why.<br />I know you will not read this but I'm still hoping I am that ex girlfriend that you're talking about in your blog. Hoping- that's it, we're always hoping that things will work between us without even working in the first place.<br />Things have changed since that day that we chose to part ways.<br /><br />I don't know what to call what I feel though, maybe it's love, maybe it isn't... Only time will tell. I miss you. :|</blockquote>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-59092175055474688962010-03-09T21:18:00.005+08:002010-05-16T22:10:46.307+08:00The Complicated LifeI went back into blogging because of a certain person.<br />Going back, I think I have the right to share what I've been doing lately.<br /><br />I recently won as the College of Mass Communication President, after all the drama, I won, which I didn't expect really, considering that I'm still in my second year. Oh well everything happens for a reason and God made me won for a special purpose(don't get me wrong, I'm happy I won).<br />I've also been working at the Office of Information and Publication Office, the university hired me which makes me a lot busier now, but no biggie, I love my job, too much.<br /><br />And finally, Summer is almost here! I'm so excited and I'm still waiting for my Japan letter, I'll be going to Ateneo too, for a conference (FLAF- Future Leaders of Asia Forum, which reminds me to fill out the application form) and I'm quite excited because it will be my first time to go there.<br /><br />I have a lot of things going on to my mind right now.<br />My life have been complicated for two years now, how I wish my life would go back to its simplicity just like when I was in high school, oh well- I know the real world will be more difficult. :|<br /><br /><B>God bless you and me.</b><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-7202908301932203842010-01-20T19:48:00.007+08:002010-01-20T20:14:14.230+08:00The Greedy Guts<br><br /><center><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/CafeEvada-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></center><br /><br />The pictures taken by my camera phone was captured last Monday, a few hours before my Biology exam when my friends and I decided that we should study together in Cafe Evada.<br /><br />1- Waffles with chocolate and straberry syrup with vanilla ice cream on top.<br />2- Ditto but closer.<br />3- My friend's spaghetti Bolognese, I know it isn't my order but I tasted it anyway, the best. It tastes good!<br />4- Is it just me or it looks like worms? LOL. it tastes good anyway. my Korean friend ordered that and as usual, I tasted it. I wonder why I don;t get fat. :|<br />5- The packaging of what my friend ordered. Korean instant spaghetti.<br />6- Cafe Evada is actually a hub of a lot of Korean students in school that's why they sell Kimchi! It tastes nice it's too spicy for me though.<br /><br />Let's say that why didn't use 100 % of our time studying there. Haha!<br /><br />P.S. ask me at my formspring (found at the right side of the screen) and leave me a comment found at the end of this post. Thank you!<br /><br /><br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-33124727944347826162010-01-08T03:10:00.005+08:002010-01-15T06:47:39.373+08:00Leveling Up!Time check: 03:31 AM<br /><br />I am such a Tumblr addict but I'm controlling myself now, I <span style="font-style:italic;">think</span> I'm almost cured. I just finished watching my fave Harry Potter movie (Goblet of Fire) and I'm crying like a little baby because I love Harry Potter so much, like since, <span style="font-style:italic;">forever.</span><br /><br />I'm actually not here to talk about Harry, so I was browsing and I'm bored and I still can't sleep when I decided to visit my almost dying blog and I found a comment which made my heart leap a beat. I've always loved writing but I am also aware that I am not that good but I believe that everything can be learned and that writing is a way of expressing yourself that's why this blog is here.<br />I'm just so happy even though I know when I wake up at 6:30 earlier I'd have puffy eyes with big black circles. LOL. Here's the screenshot,<br /><br /><center><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/blogcomment.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></center><br /><br />God Bless you whoever you are who wastes your time to read my blog.<br /><br /><br />P.S. Follow me at <a href="http://thequeenofbabble.tumblr.com/">Tumblr</a> and tell or ask me anything at my <a href="http://www.formspring.me/princessngaako">formspring.</a><br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-5234265493986473082009-12-29T22:54:00.003+08:002009-12-29T23:09:51.132+08:00Pfft.I've been Tumblr addict lately so I wasn't really able to visit some blogs. Sorry. So here are some stuffs I made for <a href="http://http://princessngaako.tumblr.com/">Tumblr</a>,<br /><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/box.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><br />And because I'm not in the mood to write, my post ends here. BTW, mom gave me hotflops (the brand) pink slippers her after-Christmas-slash-pahabol gift for me. I love her. *will post picture next time.<br /><br />P.S.<br />Ask or tell me anything at <a href="http://www.formspring.me/princessngaako">formspring.</a><br /><br />P.P.S.<br />GOD BLESS YOU. (:<br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-54379253653816276522009-12-22T19:08:00.006+08:002009-12-22T20:09:01.858+08:00A Poignant Christmas<center><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/xmastree.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">I just feel like I really have to post our Christmas tree.</span><br /></center><br /><br />So I had this "happy holidays" post last night and I did a picture of me and my sister with our Christmas tree and all but I blew it.<br /><br />I'm tired. I'm tired of my life. I mean, I'm not supposed to feel like this since it would be Christmas soon but I don't know.<br /><br />I've been seeing my mom face all the problems and I'm tired of being a burden to her. I see my sister not having what she wants or not being able to join workshops because we don't have money to pay for it makes me tired. I don't know. Sometimes I ask God if this is all part of His plan because it makes me sick. When will I be able to wake up and just smile and be happy because I don't have to think of that bouncing check I gave to my school last semester?<br /><br />People always think I'm happy, well, surprise, I am not but I am trying to be.<br />I don't want this post to be negative you know, I just want to write what I really feel. Two more years and I will be graduating and hopefully working. I wanna help my mother and just, you know, go shopping with her. (:<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">GOD BLESS YOU & MERRY CHRISTMAS.</span><br /><br />and by the way, please do follow me on Tumblr, <a href="http://princessngaako.tumblr.com/">here</a> and yeah, ask me or tell me anything at Formspring, <a href="http://www.formspring.me/princessngaako">here.</a><br /><br />Thank You!<br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-91913761961134856242009-12-10T23:26:00.005+08:002009-12-10T23:39:02.081+08:00Before I turn eighteen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC3P_vUzzgc9njur_417vIxe5zF9LcYfnjSL4x_ONvcZrI7PsO8OHOr1p7qqnv7-RzB8OEPlPFne2wvzllxvaR0djgo5-FrQOSSD4dya6juFyW9cvv3WW0qLDxTzkwLCyXh4AmIL2prvI/s1600-h/balloons.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 155px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC3P_vUzzgc9njur_417vIxe5zF9LcYfnjSL4x_ONvcZrI7PsO8OHOr1p7qqnv7-RzB8OEPlPFne2wvzllxvaR0djgo5-FrQOSSD4dya6juFyW9cvv3WW0qLDxTzkwLCyXh4AmIL2prvI/s400/balloons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413632250671517858" /></a><br />I won't be having a big party on my 18th birthday next year (February) because I hate celebrating when at some parts of the world people are dying of hunger. Anyways, I want to ask suggestions from you guys on activities or stuffs that I should do before I turn 18. Just leave a comment! Thank you!<br /><br />BTW, <a href="http://princessngaako.tumblr.com">My Tumblr.</a> (:<br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-47860373551145733222009-12-05T23:10:00.008+08:002009-12-06T16:25:38.589+08:003RD YEARSo I was thinking of what to blog for almost a week now and I'm failing until I saw the date today, the 5th of December.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/6333_1203836934520_1186516814_61-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><i>he gave this to me during our first anniversary.</i><br /></center><br /><br /><blockquote>Dear reader,<br /><br />Do you still remember your first love? The one that made your heart skip a beat, the love that made you disobey Mom and Dad's golden rule (to not to have a boyfriend until college graduation), the love that made you stay up until midnight writing his name at the back of your Geometry notebook? I found that love and I lost it.<br />I am the kind of person that babble's a lot but my love life. Not everyone knows how much I love him and regret it that I lost him.<br /><br /><br />Exactly 3 years and a few days from now I met him, well not really. I didn't know that was <span style="font-style:italic;">him</span>. I was so bored during the Regional Schools Press Conference in Ilo-ilo City that I randomly dialed phone numbers at the hotel and yeah, I dialed the number at his room, he gave his number and agreed to meet up. Unfortunately I don't have my voice that time so I pushed my friend to meet up with him and after that I was like, "How was he? Good looking? Do I have to regret that I didn't go with you?" and she was like, "Nah! He was ok but you'd probably not like him."<br /><br />And that's it, end of conversation.<br /><br />After the competition we went home and that's when he started texting me and I was like, "Ugh, freak!" not until I fell in-love with him.<br /><br />Yes, I know reader, I'm a freak too, falling in-love with someone via text and all but I am not ashamed of it. Not a bit. I love him. He met my mom, some of my family members and my sister adore's him. I'm sorry for my self that it ended up like this<br />And since this post is getting longer, I don't want to talk why we broke up, It's one of my biggest mistake, I tried to find someone else, because I just wanted to experience what it is like to have "other" boyfriends. I know, I'm pathetic but hey! You don't know how hard it was when I told what I did when I can just keep it and live our lives. Maybe if I didn't tell him we're still together right now but I don't want to lie to the man I love and so I told him.</blockquote><br /><br />A friend told me that I was being "mellow dramatic" (Yes, he spelled it that way) but then who cares? For once for this year, let me babble to the world what I really feel.<br /><blockquote>To my first love,<br />I still love you. i'm sorry it didn't work out. I hope to still be with you someday. After college grad I guess. Just please take care</blockquote><br /><br />Yun lang, will stop being "mellow dramatic" now. I <span style="font-style:italic;">might</span> sadden you too.<br /><br />And before this post ends let me leave you a quote that left me LOL-ing.<br /><blockquote>If you can live forever, hindi ka ba mababagot?</blockquote><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">got this from Banana Split's "trailer" for their Twilight spoof. I'm so excited!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><b>GOD BLESS YOU, YOUR BLOG AND YOUR LOVED ONES</B> (:<br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-10924534888125029192009-11-21T00:42:00.008+08:002009-11-29T16:48:14.000+08:00BreatherI am always too tired to blog but a lot of interesting things has been happening in my life lately and I <i>need</i> to babble it. :D<br /><br />Last weekend, I, together with some of my KabSi's (<b>Kab</b>abayang <b>Si</b>llimanian) went to APO Island via Jet Ski!<br />I had so much fun, APO Island is heaven, the clear waters, the stones, everything. It's like paradise!<br /><br /><br />TIME<span style="font-style:italic;">LIST</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">FRIDAY the 13th</span> - I slept early because I was so tired. i didn't even have enough energy to Facebook. Around 11 pm, Moi texted me to tell me that we're going to go to APO Island tomorrow, unfortunately, I wasn't able to read it because I was at dreamland that time.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">SATURDAY the 14th</span> - Woke up early because someone texted and my phone's vibrating like crazy, I was scanning all the names of the people who texted me when I noticed Moi's text and that's when I read it, we're going to APO Island! I immediately prepared. I was so excited because I've never been to Apo for one, and it will also be my first time to ride a Jet Ski!!!<br /><br />And because I'm not that good with words, let me show you the pictures...<br /><center><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/15949_1284378306648_1145838094_3093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/15949_1284378346649_1145838094_3093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></center><br /><br /> We have two jet ski's with us (courtesy of Kuya Bimi and friends) that will bring us to paradise. I didn't know what to expect since it was my first time. I was so excited that i didn't notice that the sea is not calm that day. I almost fell! It was a good thing they told us to leave everything at the car because I was soaking wet when I arrived the island. Good thing I didn't bring my phone or that newspaper I bought earlier.<br /><br />And then...<br /><center><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/15949_1284396547104_1145838094_3093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></center><br />The green waters is so clear that you can see the sand even at the middle of the sea. the big stones that seemed to welcome us as we approach the island. The whole experience was something new to me... I was so scared because I can't swim and when we were nearing, kuya Kenneth told me to <span style="font-style:italic;">"Jump and you will float! You have a vest!" </span>I was so scared but I did it, and yeah, I did float (duh).<br />I had so much fun with the guys and we have to hurry up because our organization will have its first general assembly that night (6pm).<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/15949_1284451548479_1145838094_3093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></center><br /><br />P.S.<br />Sorry if I used <span style="font-style:italic;">too much</span> exclamation points, i just can't contain my excitement. LOL. I still can't get over it.<br /><br />P.P.S.<br />MORE PICS!<br />I talked about green waters and stuffs without showing pics, so here's IT. (:<br /><center><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/APO-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></center><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-62118593556056701202009-11-13T12:28:00.006+08:002009-11-13T12:56:20.350+08:00The LegendI don't know what got into me but I just felt like I have to blog today. I have to blog something informative so here I am again, looking for Manny Pacquiao's picture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkE4cAj8vQdKdoAU1aQnHVDta_2oUUAuPX84qW1Wsk2GwZj394i96Vshzrzt2h0cZIzHRbuXgpsHtGt3VlIHzeLyqlMipQBWGhiY51iYZDiu14E0Mye8Mm6iCuLL8dM6qtpAwTF3ECgOQ/s1600-h/manny.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkE4cAj8vQdKdoAU1aQnHVDta_2oUUAuPX84qW1Wsk2GwZj394i96Vshzrzt2h0cZIzHRbuXgpsHtGt3VlIHzeLyqlMipQBWGhiY51iYZDiu14E0Mye8Mm6iCuLL8dM6qtpAwTF3ECgOQ/s320/manny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403447185665294466" /></a><br /><br />I didn't like Manny, I like it when he wins though. He makes me proud.<br />I don't like his mother too, I thought she was so cheap and a socialite wannabe.<br /><br />Not until I read this month's issue of Time magazine. Our teacher in our Developmental Writing class wants us to analyze the story and somehow get to know better one of the most interesting Filipinos of our generation.<br /><br />I was reading the first paragraph when I predicted that there's more in store for me. The story was very well written, by the way, the title of the article is <span style="font-style:italic;">"The Meaning of Manny"</span> and their were questions like, <span style="font-weight:bold;">'is there more for him in politics'</span>. The quotations are so nice, Freddie Roach was also mentioned, Chavit Singson, Manny's sister and of course the ever famous Mommy D.<br /><br />After reading the article, my perspective about Manny changed.<br />Manny is the face of all the OFW workers out there.<br />Manny is the face of all the Filipinos who worked hard to feed their family.<br />Manny is the mirror of the simple Filipinos who had dreams and wanted to follow it.<br /><br /><br />I hope we'd all like be Manny... be successful.<br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-65294812022289091602009-11-11T18:25:00.007+08:002009-11-13T07:51:39.992+08:00GratefulSo I had millions of ideas earlier for a blog post and they're now all gone. Maybe they went with my crush in my last subject today (Religion, 5-6 PM). LOL.<br /><br />OMG. I am now enlightened, I can now remember stuffs! I'm so happy! <span style="font-style:italic;">seriously, I'm happy now.</span><br /><br />So I'm <span style="font-style:italic;">hoping</span> to go to Japan early next year for the JENYSYS Program (10-day visit Japan Program) to learn about their culture and of course, introduce ours to them. Please pray that I'd be able to pass all the requirements on time (especially my passport, I hope it won't take too long because this is my first time to apply for one). So here's to hoping!<br /><br />Another thing concerning my post last November 4 (<a href="http://princessngaako.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-again.html">here</a>). One reasons why I was depressed was shown on my post and the other thing is the fact that my teacher told me that I almost failed my major subject (News Writing). I was so depressed that I was thinking into shifting to another course because I felt like MassCom is not for me (but I really love MassCom) then last Monday, I talked to my teacher and she told me that the reason why I had a low grade is because she lost my essay on News writing Ethics, she found it and guess what? I had very good grades! Oh my. I'm so happy.<br /><br />I would like to thank everyone who are really really nice, those who gave advices and stuffs. I love you. I am so inspired.<br /><br />And before I go attend that meaning, I want to share a very inspiring quote. XD<br /><center><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/tumblr_ksgyi4eeFF1qangrlo1_500.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /><b>IN ENGLISH: </b><i>Always remember where you came from.</i><br />(Just because someone's asking me to translate it. LOL.)<br /></center><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">God bless you people and thank you for reading this.</span><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-50740238933904740982009-11-07T10:59:00.007+08:002009-11-07T13:40:05.646+08:00The TruthSo I was thinking what to write when I saw a very disturbing picture that I want to share with everyone because I want the world to hear my little voice. I hope you don't mind seeing this picture, but then again, we have to face reality to be able to conquer it, please spread the word about this issue.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkC3nN7Ke0D0fmrf2KghD6CQ3XCVYiGp5qvQoaM12P064fU9YwMRwW4bsUg1P28vI6z5fKJVGTNITWE2uxQuFaHw_0eh6D-zb6CRhUKOACphd7vy78mxFWhK51KXWpK1pbyUidI_pBpKU/s1600-h/15945_1198944946627_1618622268_527459_7729954_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkC3nN7Ke0D0fmrf2KghD6CQ3XCVYiGp5qvQoaM12P064fU9YwMRwW4bsUg1P28vI6z5fKJVGTNITWE2uxQuFaHw_0eh6D-zb6CRhUKOACphd7vy78mxFWhK51KXWpK1pbyUidI_pBpKU/s320/15945_1198944946627_1618622268_527459_7729954_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401201352282681186" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">NEGLECTED AND NOW DEAD.</span> Neljun Bustamante was a burn victim and a mental case. Doctors say 34 percent of his body was burned when he was electrocuted at the Ceneco substation in Bacolod City. He was not immediately attended to by staff at the WVRH. This photo shows Bustamante at the hallway of the Radiology Department Building where he was practically unattended. Bustamante eventually climbed over the fence of the WVRH and waded through a dirty creek. A WVRH doctor said he died yesterday of renal failure and sepsis. Amid allegations that service is poor at the WVRH, the case of Bustamante again raises questions over the quality of health services in the Philippines. Could he have lived if he was immediately attended to? Photo by Julius D. Mariveles<br /><br />I hope that this would raise awareness among us and also catch the attention of our government that only God-knows-what they're doing with our taxes.<br /><br /><br />On the other hand, I would like to thank everyone for supporting me in my last post. It means so much to me guys. When I'm sad all I'd do is think about what you all said, people that I haven't even met are supporting me and that's all I need to keep going. And lastly, I'd like to share what Iya V. said in her tweet that made me her fan,<blockquote> sometimes we forget its the Lord we're serving. Remembering this makes it easier to work from the heart, and you do good effortlessly.</blockquote><br /><br /><b>GOD BLESS EVERYONE! Keep on praying for our country.</b><br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-15362344377829127042009-11-04T09:05:00.003+08:002009-11-04T13:18:57.910+08:00Not AgainI don't know where to write this, I don't know whom to talk to.<br />I can't talk to my mom because I failed her, not to my sister, she's 13 and definitely not to my father. My friends aren't here and I'm not in the mood to talk to them too.<br />I feel so pathetic. once again, I failed everyone, especially myself. Stupid Bio! If I just had a higher grade I would've had my scholarship back. I already accepted the fact that I won't be marching on Honor's day because my grades weren't that outstanding last semester but I promised myself I'd get my scholarship back.<br /><br />Only God knows what I did wrong.<br />Was that because of my partying during Saturday nights?<br />Is it because of my extra-curricular activities?<br />Was it because my classes starts too early?<br />What did I do wrong to deserve this?<br /><br />I have to talk to my Biology teacher. I need to.<br />I desperately want to end my life right now, (which is more pathetic than not qualifying for scholarship). I felt like everything that I've worked hard for is gone.<br /><br /><br />Lord God help me.<br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-85131291094130867782009-11-03T10:20:00.004+08:002009-11-03T10:31:01.515+08:00First Day High<b>GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE</b><br /><br />I would like to thank everyone who have been visiting my blog (and you too who's reading this right now). I'm not anyone so it means so much that people are caring what I blog. So, <i>thank you.</i><br />Second Semester at <a href="http://su.edu.ph">Silliman University</a> starts today and I'm still here at home (Silliman U is a 5-hour land trip from home), my parents are supportive of my one week extended sembreak. I'm so proud of them, <span style="font-style:italic;">really.</span> LOL.<br />So I changed my since-high-school-username <span style="font-style:italic;">princessngaako</span> to my real name, precious grace. I don't know what got into me.<br /><br />I actually don't have anything interesting to share today (except the fact that my boyfriend left me without saying a word) -but i don't want to discuss that, the hell with him.<br /><br />Before I end this post, I would like to share something that made me laugh last night. Got it from Facebook.<br /><center><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/15943_1053046383824_1755747264_1130.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br /></center><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-30599188687164621122009-11-01T23:54:00.015+08:002009-11-03T10:17:24.140+08:00Ha-Ha-Halloween!<font face = Verdana><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</span><br /><br />I have been (and still is) bored to death and because of that I surfed the net nonstop. I've been blog hopping, <a href="http://lunaticforum.net">forum-ing</a>, <a href="http://twitter.com/princessngaako">tweet-ing</a>, blogging, <a href="http://http://www.facebook.com/david.archie.is.love">facebook-ing</a> and doing stuffs at <a href="http://candymag.com">Candy Mag's website.</a> That's my Halloween! I know I'm pathetic but before I end my day and doze off to lalaland, I would like to share the funniest pictures that I saw today, which I hope, will make you laugh, or at least make your lips just twitch a little.<br /></font><br /><center><font size= 1><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/15145_1102661301489_1675412566_2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br><br /><i>this one is really funny (maybe because I love Harry)</i><br /><br><br><br /><img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/precious_3r/14543_1227846185634_1513466187_6126.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br><br /><i>I wasn't able to find <b>any</b> dolphins. LOL.</i><br><br></font><br /></center><br /><font face= verdana> <b><br />GOODNIGHT AND GOD BLESS!</font></b><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595056790314167436.post-7361014315521369312009-11-01T14:02:00.012+08:002009-11-04T13:20:32.586+08:00Dear John<center><br /><object width="500" height="315"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r0fq5dd0C60&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r0fq5dd0C60&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"></embed></object><br /><font face = verdana><br /><b>DEAR JOHN TRAILER</b></center><br /> I'm so psyched! Channing Tatum is so hot and it will be showing on my birthday month!<br /><i>*inhales, exhales*</i><br /><br />P.S.<br />my birthday month is February.<br /></font><br /><br /><right><font color= deeppink size= 5>♥precious grace</font></right>princessngaakohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13973163283274752927noreply@blogger.com6