Saturday, May 28, 2011

The Career Princess: On Loving and Trusting

The Career Princess: On Loving and Trusting: "' But no matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it. You have to believe in love stories and prince charmings and happily eve..."

Love Means…

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all even when his hands got arthritis, too. That's Love."Rebecca - age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French Fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." Nikka - age 6

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it
everyday." Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old
clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you"Karen - age 7

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget," Jessica - age 8

And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. (Now this will melt your heart.) The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

History Mystery

I've found this on a website weeks ago. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I think it’s fun. So if you think you’re the author of this, just email me and we’ll talk this out.
Have a history teacher explain this if they can.

Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.

Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.

Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.

Both wives lost their children while living in the White House.

Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.

Both Presidents were shot in the head

Now it gets really weird.

Lincoln 's secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy's Secretary was named Lincoln .

Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.

Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln , was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.

John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln , was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.

Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.

Now hang on to your seat.

Lincoln was shot at the theater named 'Ford.'
Kennedy was shot in a car called ' Lincoln ' made by 'Ford.'

Lincoln was shot in a theater and his assassin ran and hid in a warehouse.
Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and his assassin ran and hid in a theater.

Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.

And here's the kicker...

A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe , Maryland
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe..

The Five People You Meet In Heaven–Mitch Albom Quotes

This was my first ever book that I bought all by myself and with my own money. Although there are so many books in the house – mostly children’s books and some are novels which were given to me as a birthday present – this one is my favorite.
After I finished reading it, I was like wow! The book is incredible. The way Mitch Albom wrote his novel is definitely moving. It kind of changes your perspective on heaven. He wrote it as if like you were the one in the story. I can totally relate to this and I like the idea of your life being explained to you when you get there.
Do you ever wonder if your own life is important? Do you think that you haven't really made a difference in the world? Mitch Albom uses The Five People You Meet in Heaven to show that everyone is important and has an impact on the people around him or her. Things that mean nothing to me (or you) may affect other people's lives without me, or you being aware of what has really happened.
So I’ve gathered all the quotes in the book and I hope you like it.
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"Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. you're just passing it on to someone else."
"Dying? not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning.”
"Strangers," the Blue Man said, "are just family you have yet to come to know."
"...there are no random acts. that we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind."
"There are five people you meet in heaven," the Blue Man suddenly said. "Each of us was in your life for a reason. You many not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For understanding your life on earth."
"People think of heaven as a paradise garden, a place where they can float on clouds and laze in rivers and mountains. But scenery without solace is meaningless.
This is the greatest gift God can give you: to understand what happened in your life. to have it explained. it is the peace you have been searching for."
"sacrifice is a part of life. it is supposed to be. it's not something to regret. it's something to aspire to. little sacrifices. big sacrifices. a mother works so her son can go to school. a daughter moves home to take care of her sick father.”
holding anger is poison. it eats you from the inside. we think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. but hatred is a curved blade. and the harm we do, we do to ourselves.”
“love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. but sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.”
"lost love is still love, eddie. it takes a different form, that's all. you can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. but hwen those senses weaken, another heightens. memory. memory becomes your partner. you nurture it. you hold it. you dance with it."
"life has to end," she said. "love doesnt."
“People stop sacrificing for one another, they lose what keeps them human.”
“In heaven, there is no judgment, but rather an opportunity to examine our lives-who we touched, the choices we made, and the consequences of those choices.”
“Some people think of Heaven as a Garden of Eden...But what is scenery without solace?”
Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them - a mother's approval, a father's nod - are covered by moments of their own accomplishments. It is not until much later, as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand."
“Through it all, despite it all, Eddie privately adored his old man, because sons will adore their fathers through even the worst behavior. It is how they learn devotion. Before he can devote himself to God, or a woman, a boy will devote himself to a father, even foolishly, even beyond explanation."
  "And in that line now was a whiskered old man, with a linen cap and a crooked nose, who waited in a place called the Stardust Band Shell to share his part of the secret of heaven: that each affects the other and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.”

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The Career Princess: It's Okay

The Career Princess: It's Okay: "It's okay to.. … do nothing … pamper yourself … be a beginner … respect yourself … own your time … not help … say no … say..."

The Little Things

There are things that are taken for granted but by looking closely can bring a smile or more. 
It's the little things that makes life worthwhile. 


Few of life's pleasures..


1. Finding myself alive and awake in the morning.
2. Having a bunch of friends that care.
3. My parents who love me and give everything they can.
4. Seeing my brother laugh while watching the SpongeBob movie.
5. Having a beautiful home.
6. Listening to music.
7. Finding lots of food in the refrigerator.
8. Smiling at complete strangers along the way and seeing them return a smile back.
9. Chatting with online friends.
10. Having lots and complete set of books for company.
11. Playing in the rain.
12. Country music. 
13. Taking a long and relaxing shower.
14. Taking an afternoon nap. 
15. French fries and ice cream.
16. Finding money I didn't know I had.
17. The feeling you get when your idea works.
18. Having a good laugh.
19. Making someon smile.
20. Coming across a friend who treated me for lunch.
21. Having new friends.
22. Watching the clouds go by.
23. A good novel.
24. Twitter friends.
25. 2K+ followers on Twitter
26. A quiet time alone. 
27. The internet.
28. Learning new terms.
29. Finishing another blog.
30. The first sip of water when you're thirsty.
31. Several minutes of sleep in the afternoon.
32. A simple hello from a crush.
33. A smile from an ex.
34. Good grades.
35. "I love you" from mom.
36. A surprise gift from dad. 
37. Knowing there's a God who never fails.


See? Somethings are special if we give the right amount of interest. Learn to appreciate the little things. It may lighten your mood up a bit when you need it.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

The last Interlude

I posted this blog from my multiply account and I transfered it here.



Goodbyes and farewells are something that no one ever wants to face. Regardless of whether it's a friendship or close relationship, it's never easy. Sometimes, when it's time to say goodbye, there is no other choice. Goodbyes are a part of everyone's life. 
It is not the end. It simply means 'I'll miss you. Until we meet again'...

Interlude: The Reverie

            It was windy, a cold night.
            He was in a jeepney going home after a tiresome day at school doing plays, projects, and cleaning. He thought about Green Day, Justin Bieber, and Taylor Swift and irking about not having the chance to actually meet them in person. He thought about the end of the world, hid favorite music, Lady Gaga about her Born This Way music video thinking how obscene and improper it is, and a Tim Lebbon which he surely wanted to finish reading. He felt a strong force on his shoulder. A force he mistakenly thought he was punched. And it was. Someone had punched him on the shoulder from the outside. There was nothing there except for the cold wind rushing through the jeep’s window. The pain was unbearable. He looked back, leaning on the window of the parked jeepney, so that his head would pop out, search for the person who laid a hand on his shoulder. It was a woman. A crazy, filthy woman staring back at him from the distance. His shoulders were bleeding now, rich red blood staining his uniform. He knew as soon as he took a second look that it was a knife she was holding. He was stabbed. Everyone in the car was alarmed, stunned by the woman’s brutality. Soon she ran into the car’s direction, forcing herself to climb inside. She wore a tattered t-shirt too big for her size, and a brownish white skirt. Her face a fraction of blisters around the forehead; her eyes, wrinkled, nose crooked to the right. She climbed inside and laughed crazily as she placed herself right next to the man. He felt suddenly cold, shattering, and frightened. Soon the woman did a series of blows at him. She stabbed him on the head, on his temples, blood gushing all over his face. She stabbed him on the chest, laughing and enjoying herself. Not contented, she cut his neck and stabbed him for the last time on the back of his head. He screamed in pain. Everyone panicked and ran out of the car as fast as they can.
            He was awfully wounded; blood was all over his body. His face twitched incredibly. He laid there for a long time. There was nothing he could do. Soon he was dead. The dead, bloody man…
was me
 I sat up in bed, holding my head and wondering whether I’s cried out. There had been no thumping from the next bedroom, no cursing from the next door, so I assumed that my sore throat was caused by sleeping with my mouth open rather than by screaming. I massaged my temples to squeeze out the remnants of the nightmare. LOL, it was only a dream. I got up and got ready for school.


The Last Grading

Before everyone bade their goodbyes to their junior lives, the thing that I worried most about was my nose. It wasn’t straight. The bridge began in a good downwardly vertical line, and then it just swooped off to the left. It was crooked even in my baby pictures, I think. It looked as if someone—a doctor? A nurse? God in a mean mood?—had laid a finger at the side of my nose and pushed the straightness right out of it. The problem was, a crooked nose could make a whole face looked crooked. Even when I was in a good mood and smiling, some little part of me was observing myself. I smiled a crooked smile, I would think. I grinned a crooked grin.
My friend, Ciara, whose nose was perfect, said my nose wasn’t that bad, but if it bothered me so much, why didn’t I just get a nose job and forget about it?
But that was centuries ago. I forgot about it now and a crooked nose couldn’t be that bad. OK, I’ll admit it, I’m a little fine-looking boy (haha!) and I thank God for giving it to me.
So it was a typical Tuesday. I was sitting at the back of the room, listening to my teacher about gas laws. Every Tuesday we have a two hour period on Chemistry and I’m fine with it. I listened attentively because I pretty well need to. Gas Laws is a topic I remembered so well back in third grading. The formulas are in some way catchy and I easily memorized it.
Weeks passed and a new topic came in my way. My teacher got in the classroom and introduced Solubility. At first I kind of found it easy because of the simple formulas, but later on the problems were the problem. It was very confusing and I don’t know where to place the givens on the derived formulas.
Days passed, another topic was introduced—the Hydrocarbons. I enjoyed it pretty well because I found it easy and although it’s fragile because I got to jot down every hydrocarbons in the problem. I really got the hang of it.
Another topic was the Colloids. I’m not really good in memorization and the problem there was that the topic needs memorization. So the sol, emulsion, foam, whatever was in there, to tell the truth, I really don’t care. I didn’t give much attention to it; moreover, I even didn’t review it.
Fourth grading seemed like the busiest part of the school year. The prom and outputs seemed to go altogether. The sad part is I had to leave my junior life and go on to be a senior—which was the good part.

Interlude: The Night

It was enchanting. It was a night to remember. The place was magical; the people, grandiose. The food was luscious. Everybody was glad. They ate, they partied, they talked pleasant things, they danced…
And I made the biggest mistake.


The Result

So it was the last part of my junior life and before the finals came, long tests and outputs seemed never-ending. We had the last and final practical test in Chemistry and as usual, it wasn’t easy. The result? I got 7! Hooray for me!—not. Oh well, nothing to brag about that.
After the practical test and long tests, the Finals came. Everyone was preparing for it. I too got to prepare coz I want to get a high score in Chemistry.  So it was a Wednesday after the test was postponed due to flood. Ha! FLOOD. Ok, so everyone was getting the test and I was so nervous about the problem solving but in no time (2 hours) I finished the test with flying colors☺ The result? I got 53! Yaay! I was so happy for the first time in my Chem life. Haha! Although it isn’t too low nor it is too high, I still got an average score.


The Last Interlude: The Farewell

It seems like just the other day when we were all talking about our third year life. But now is the time to let go and bid goodbye to this happy chapter of our life.
            I remember thinking that it would be hard to say goodbye ... and I was right - it is hard.
Yet I consider myself fortunate to have met such a special person ... a person that we care so much about ... that it makes saying goodbye to her hard!
As we say goodbye, we remind ourselves that farewells are not forever, nor are they the end. They are simply words to say that we will miss you dearly and that we will remember you fondly.
Although we may be separated by time and distance in the interim, nothing will diminish the important role that you have and always will play in our lives ma’am Tings.
We wish you happy adventures, fantastic new friendships, amazing experiences and the journey of a lifetime.
Richard Bach says, "Can miles truly separate you from friends? If you want to be with someone you love ... aren't you already there?"
And so it is ... and always will be with you as we carry you always close to our hearts.
May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
Goodbye Ma'am Tingatinga! Thank you for everything! Godbless! Till we meet again☺

For a start..

My name is John Paul. My friends call me JP, Paul, or Jypz. Of course my name was obviously taken from the late and now the Blessed Pope John Paul II :)


I'm 16 and I currently study at the School of the Future in Iloilo City. I love school and I want to learn new things along the way. I also love books and movies and music and stuffs and I want to be an author of novels someday. Books are my obsession, without them I think I'll die. :D


I was born on Valentines Day of 1995. I have a younger brother and we're the best of friends. My mom told me I was born overdue with Congenital Methemoglobinemia which means I'm a blue baby. My parents thought I would die because of my condition.


I have asthma and it sucks. My doctor advised me to avoid too much fatigue, dusts - a big no-no in the house, environment offending materials such as sprays, furniture polish, detergents, and even pets. That's why I didn't got any dogs as much as I want to. I stopped playing basketball and avoid as much as possible track and field, and football. Sucks right?


I also suffer from Hyperhydrosis and that incredibly lowered my self-esteem considering shaking other people's hands would be too humiliating because of the sweat on my hands. 


I always thought life was unfair. Problems occur too often whether it's financial, health, emotional, family problems, it's just there in the corner. I used to complain about not having to get what I wanted and I sometimes rebelled. 


But by and by I realized that problems are merely there to teach us to act upon it so that at the end of the day, when problems have been conquered, we can have the strength and knowledge to solve another problem that comes in the way. I don't ask God to take away my problems, I ask God to give me strength to face my problems. 


As a junior in high school, I’m almost ready to say that I’ve “been there, done that” for the high school experience. (Not quite yet — a lot of things still need to happen between now and next school year to complete the trip.) But at the same time…I really can’t, at all. My high school experience has been so fun, for reasons both personal and general. 


At 16, there's just so much I can't do and I can't wait to move out someday and call my own shots. (T.S.) I always look at the bright future ahead. I am so excited to have a good and decent job in the future. I have many plans and I'm about to achieve it. :)


God is always there providing me with so much blessings. 
I'll soar high! The future is waiting! :D