Sunday, January 27, 2008

litfili week2

-the mats-

we Filipinos have our different ways to keep our tradition alive. and as much as it's different from other cultures, we celebrate it our OWN way. and we add a little touch to it to be more meaningful to us. the Angeles family had a different "thing". they loved mats as much as another family love their cellphones. they showed a different kind of love that i think it's extraordinary. i never thought that a person can love a mat that we all thought it's only use is to be stepped on or a "pamunas" to spilled water or milk. but the Angeles family proved me wrong.

-divide by two-

Filipino families love dramas. and because they are so into it, to the extreme, they don't notice , they are doing it already.but what drives us to become so passionate about it is because we LOVE to love someone or something just like how we love ourself. Like in the story, Belle is not angry just because their neighbors put up a wall, something much deeper than that reason happened. sometimes we don't give much attention to the things happening when we fall inlove. and we never really care, " basta't mahal mo ko, wala na akong hihilingin pa" or " gagawin ko ang lahat, kahit tumalon pa ako sa building, para lng malaman mo na tunay at totoo ang pagmamahal ko sayo" and literally jumps off the building makes the headline story. Kiddin.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

bodyguard for life

i keep on thinkin what i'm going to be like after 10 years with my oh so great life. as always my father would always tell me to not to do the things i want rather the things i NEED. and so, that struck me to become more of my father would not think i can do.

it's not easy for me being close to my father when i was a kid. because he's always not in the country and sometimes for years. but he made sure that he was with us all the time. when he settled i mean, his work, he settled here in the philippines, i hated it. because he was like a "kontrabida" to the things i like. how i dress up, foods that i eat and a loooot more. but just recently he had time for us, because he was not doing anything that much last summer.
being the unica hija in the family did not make it any different for my father. he treated me jst like how he treated my brothers or so i think he did? yes i do have their attention when i need it. he lets me carry stuff that normally, guys have to do. and he makes "uto" of me by cleaning the car with a price load worth 50 pesos.but when i say the famous line "pa,bili mo ko nito" he does say no first and the second no again nd then the third time no again. but when he sees me not my usual self that means, so quiet , he'll ask "magkano ba un?" .so i never realized that i was treated din pala like how a princess should be. :)

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

i am my mother's daughter

back then, i don't know what's happening to my life. drank vodka with friends, kicked some ass. got home in a school nite by 1am.smoked weed. kiddin. i aint no teenager socialite tryin to kill myself. i did lie though. but i was just one kinda normal student. ever since i was a kid,nursery to be exact, i am known as "ms.SAndra's daughter".not that i hate it or whatever.

so what does that mean, for them?


my mom is good at singing, has great communication skills, a teacher and yes,she dances. so everyone thought that whatever she's good at, i excel in it. BUT
i don't sing. i do know the limitations when communicating. not a teacher. and a i'm a proud dancer. (i'm actually better than my mom when it comes to it.)


we were always in the same school so i got the EXTRA extra :i really never got the chance to pay for my tuition - kasi sa paycheck nia naalis:first day of classes, the teacher already knows you, " you're ms.SAndra's daughter right?" : when walking on streets, "diba un ung anak ni ms.SAndra?" haha. it's like im enumerating complaints but i'm not.

i never had a sister, and i found one when i was in 3yr high. what happened to the past years? i figured out that i do have someone jst did not realize when i was in those excruciating years.

still not satisfied? what happened to those years?
oh well, i said i'm kinda normal, coz i made mistakes jst like others did. i chose wrong decisions jst like others. i lied to get out of it.and it worked.or i think it did? haha. but after that i lost the







TRUST





of my parents. and i did get it back. (galing no?) but gawd, it took me 2 years or i think up until now for them to trust me in everything i say to them.sure it's hard but its worth it. im actually glad that i've experienced something like it. or else i would not be who i am today. i miss my sister/mother/friend.*sigh*

Monday, January 21, 2008

paradise! -_-


a sunday. left at around 3 in the afternoon off to a shopping trip that i will surely enjoy.. WHY?







dandanan!!!






Greenhills! the ULTIMATE shopping.shop.of.shoppers!:) haha. i should have my own make.pigil.of.samantha.to.buy.stuff.she.doesn't.even.NEED. hahaha.. mehn, who can blame me, you can't resist to shop when super MURA stuff is like surrounding you. and yes, i bought a shirt and so love it.but the girl selling the shirt won't lower the price kasi daw it's fixed na.. or watever. and oh, another great place to be crazy is the famous 168... (nabaliw ako nung dinala ako nina tita dun eh.. ) haha.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

litfili week 1

-my father goes to court-

Grateful of what he has, the narrator of the story is very proud of his father

not only because they are COMPLETE, but because, his father managed to prove to the whole barrangay that he has done nothing wrong.

It was wednesday when i met up with my friends and just talk until we could not talk no more, and then we visited Jacque, yes special mention, because she said she was not allowed to go for some reason. So we surprised her.. and we got what we want, she was SURPRISED. We could not convice her to go out because she has not taken a bath yet. OMG. And so, we let her take that bath. Just to make sure i waited for her, and literally threw the papers infront of me, and she said

“basahin mo, kailangan yan sa litfili” haha.

so i read it, it took me 3 times to understad the 1st paragraph, and finally at the third time i got intrested. But honestly, i got dissapointed by how the story ended, i was expecting more of like, a CSI scene where more characters would join in and investigate what is wrong with the rich family, of why they are so sick and it turns out that the rich guy is accusing the poor father of stealing their happiness? Or maybe because i haven't read the autobiography of the author and jst couldn't understand what he wants to say to the readers. But nobody can steal someone's happiness except you are a need of help from the professionals.


-how my brother leon brought home a wife-


The story was laid very smoothly with how it started and to how it ended. Baldo, one of the characters in the story, narrated of how literally, his brother leon brought home his wife. And lucky me, as i was about to finish the story, the last page was missing, and i got hooked up with the story, i texted my friends if they can tell me what happened at the end,and she texted back

“hindi ko pa nababasa eh, bakit? “

and my dreams were over, EXAGE? Haha. But yeah, i was dissappointed of my stupidity. The next day, i got the chance to read the last paragraph, and i was waiting for a grand ending of the grand story but i did not get it. Of why Baldo and Leon's father wants them drive through waig and not camino real, of how Baldo describes every move of Maria, the wife of Leon. Afteri read the last paragraph, i was like a computer, my brain is still loading each sentence of that very paragraph. But then i thought, maybe sir Manuel just wanted the readers to realize how filipino families accept the NEWEST member of the family.



-blah blah blurr-


i read from a book in the library of DeLasalle-CAnlubnag bout ways to know if you are a filipino,by doing the common manerisms that we, filipinos , jst can not do. The thoughts were funny and the others were just plain exaggeration.

I've searched the web and got this url :

http://www.jeepneygang.com/bola/pinoysgn.htm


u might be intrested on some of the points they've mentioned there. nyhoo.


I was sitting in the cafeteria all by myself, waiting for my friends. I did not mean to eve's drop to random conversations by students




but i just did.>:)


“na ano mo na to? “ and the other would say “oo nandun na nga ako sa ano eh”

“nasan na yung ano?” and the other would reply “ nandun sa sa sa sa sa ,bsta dun!”

these are just SOME of the common conversations i heard . Sounds a bit disturbing but we ALL can relate to these not so non-sense conversations. usisero/usisera as to what we call it. We can't hide the fact that even if you deny you are listening to a conversation, u jst can not hear what they are talking about and gossip these things to your friends and the conversation would end up as an intriga causing BIG, BIG problems, especially for the media. It's funny how we are able to understand each other with not just the filipino languange, but with the EXTRAORDINARY language.

One great characteristic that i am very proud of is that we don't loose hope to anything agad-agad . We see problems with lots and lots of solutions, and when one solution did not work,

“ may pag-asa pa, may awa ang diyos...”

and we never forget to be so magalang even when we talk to people we hardly know.

And i must say that every one of us, today, in this century that we have grown so much since then. We now are capable of standing up for our own thoughts and opinions and we have enough knowledge to protect our selves. Sadly, these good points became the very reason why we misunderstood each other. And every year, crime rates are increasing. With the help of technology and lack of education among the society we have right now.

but still, i can't deny the truth that i so love being a filipino.


sammiemie


bitchy as how i look and yet still
a bi-atch when someone tries to mess with what i
HAVE:

Verb
to have
1. (transitive) To POSSESS,OWN, HOLD.

as a kid, i grew up being "ms.Sandra's daughter" and now im known to be "the fun-to-be-with-sam"

ihate not being wit my friends
ihate it when i'm away with my family
ihate it when someone gossips about me and then it's not true
and i so hate the fact that wentworth miller and channing tatum are GAY. waaaaaAAAAaaa!!


i get inspired when someone inspires me..DUH! ;)
and never forgets " if it's not meant for you, it will, just not now"
enjoys kape(jacque says'kapi') with friends



and the best, LAUGHTRIiiiiiiPS, everyday.:)

Thursday, January 17, 2008

"i miss you"


never would have thought that i would be

writing something

that i had denied since
"we broke up" (start of august)





and yes, that i still love him.


back then i thought he's different from the others, coz he told

me lots and lots of SECRETsssssss
that even his cousin, my friend, doesn't know

bout any of those secrets.. and again i was wrong.

i don't have any reason of denying that

he was gone, maybe i just felt EMBARASSED .


coz i kept on defending him that he was, really, really, different

from the others. but that was the past and just have to

keep on going. and then that one day someone texted me.

"elow p0h" an unknown number and it was so familiar..


guess who it is? yup it's HIM.


i was with my f
ather at that time, i dnt know how to react to the "kilig moment"

and yes, that was torture.

from that day( i think it was the end of september? really cant remember)

and still up to this day we still text each other...
and what i
really want to share to whole wide world..
he gave me this.. never seen the side of him na "super sweet siya"
always th
e "masungit" "impatient" "ma-pride"
actually, he doesn't know how to keep a surprise, he asked me yesterday


"sa bahay ka lang ba bukas? "
"yup, wla
akong pasok diba? "
"good, diyan ka lng, wag kang aalis ng after lunch ok?
"bakit ba? anu nga po yun?"


and after he denied it its nothing.. he told me that he has the "SURPRISE" for me.*kilig*






Friday, January 4, 2008

gettin started


really not a fan of writing about my feelings online.. actually jst want to try this stuff..

they say it's boring.. noi it's not.. it's actually exciting.. :)



this is just one
of the pictures i had when we were strolling
around darling harbour.. such cute kid..
"can we take a picture? "
tas umiling lng ung bata.. :) hahaha.. but hey i got it..:) hahaha..