Helloooooooo~ ♥
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Helloooooooo~ ♥

I guess I missed all the fun.

75th Araw ng Dabaw (03-16-12)

Bonjour~ ♥
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Bonjour~ ♥

Bonjour, mes amis! ^^
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Bonjour, mes amis! ^^

Adieu souvenirs terribles. Je ne vais pas être vous voir toujours. (Goodbye awful memories, I won’t be seeing you forever..)
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Adieu souvenirs terribles. Je ne vais pas être vous voir toujours. (Goodbye awful memories, I won’t be seeing you forever..)

March 11, 2012. A photo of me. Now tell me, am I ugly? :/
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March 11, 2012. A photo of me. Now tell me, am I ugly? :/

Waiting….. (9:00pm)

This photo was taken at the Davao Airport where we waited for our cousin, arriving from Singapore. She stayed there for 8 months to work, a fresh graduate from University of Immaculate Concepcion of BSHRM.

— SY: 2011-2012. 2-Pignatelli. This is our class picture that was taken months ago. This school year was a blast, I’ve had people surround me everyday. Listening to their laughters and jokes, their unending stories about their everyday life and having to see their pleasant smiles. We’ve been together for 10 months. We shared our life stories to each and everyone else. Of course there were problems that we were facing everyday, not just at home but in school. Having bullied, having been ignored and been rejected. These were the common problems inside our classroom which sometimes led us to talk behind others backs. It’s sad though. We’ve been together for 10 months but we still don’t have unity everyday. It would be a surprise for our teachers if we suddenly would work together. Unity is like “not our thing” when it comes in the classroom. We often would disobey our teacher and would avoid him/her. Nevertheless, I am not usually like my other classmates. I usually do listen to the teacher and often be the silent type. I don’t really drag myself into issues inside the room if it weren’t somewhat a “chikka” or “chismis”. Yes, I do admit that I love listening to chikkas but one thing is for sure, I don’t make or spread one. That is my nature. Even though my classmates are always acting like that, I still do enjoy myself being around them, and even though teachers don’t see how we communicate in the classroom, we still do find ways on how to resolve things our way. In our own little ways. My second year life is just what I needed to make myself grow and be mature on facing decisions and struggles of my own. PS: St. Joseph Pignatelli is my section and its an International Class. I have Korean, Japanese and Chinese classmates.. I do also have a Canadian and an American classmate. 
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— SY: 2011-2012. 2-Pignatelli. This is our class picture that was taken months ago.

This school year was a blast, I’ve had people surround me everyday. Listening to their laughters and jokes, their unending stories about their everyday life and having to see their pleasant smiles.

We’ve been together for 10 months. We shared our life stories to each and everyone else. Of course there were problems that we were facing everyday, not just at home but in school. Having bullied, having been ignored and been rejected. These were the common problems inside our classroom which sometimes led us to talk behind others backs.

It’s sad though. We’ve been together for 10 months but we still don’t have unity everyday. It would be a surprise for our teachers if we suddenly would work together. Unity is like “not our thing” when it comes in the classroom. We often would disobey our teacher and would avoid him/her.

Nevertheless, I am not usually like my other classmates. I usually do listen to the teacher and often be the silent type. I don’t really drag myself into issues inside the room if it weren’t somewhat a “chikka” or “chismis”. Yes, I do admit that I love listening to chikkas but one thing is for sure, I don’t make or spread one. That is my nature.

Even though my classmates are always acting like that, I still do enjoy myself being around them, and even though teachers don’t see how we communicate in the classroom, we still do find ways on how to resolve things our way. In our own little ways. My second year life is just what I needed to make myself grow and be mature on facing decisions and struggles of my own.

PS: St. Joseph Pignatelli is my section and its an International Class. I have Korean, Japanese and Chinese classmates.. I do also have a Canadian and an American classmate.