Oyeaa. Welcome 2011. May you bring me luck!
Time runs so fast. Its been a while I am so much excited for the Christmas vacation. But now, here I am, facing another year of my journey. Isn't it nice? :) Yeyyyy! But I am not that excited to go to school. Uhhhh Mehn! I don't want schoolworks.
My Christmas vacation was indeed fun. I love it. I enjoyed it. Because I am with my loved ones. Lemme' tell you the story of my Yuletide break :)
December 17, 2010 was my last day in school. Yeah so early. It is our peace camp that time. My group of pretty friends did not attend. :p We had sleepover in Anne's place. It was a total blast! Plus we surprised the twins. I lily lily love it. My Dad allowed me to have sleepover for the second time around. :) EXCEPTION: BOYS. Oh well. We have no time for boys that time. My mind set was just US. :) My Avenue.
The next day. December 18. After our night. It was the day that I was waiting for... BATANGAS! :) Finally. After so long that was the thing that I awaited the most. I really want to see my Mom and My sister and my subarutz family. My first night was indeed fun. The feeling of no worries. No homeworks. No school. WOAH. It was heaven! There was no whole lot pressure in me. HAHA. I attended the simbang gabi with my sister and my barkada. :) SLEEPLESS NIGHTS EVER I LOVE IT! Until the New Year's eve. January 1, 2011. 1:30 in the morning. Yeah. It was our SUBARUTZ CHRISTMAS PARTY. :) FUN! I had so much fun. That's why I am like this at present. I can't. :( I can't go to school. Joke. I don' like pa kasi, :( Not ready! JANUARY 3, 2011 12 AM. My mom waked me up. I have to go . :( As I go into the vn and headed our way to the airport to fetch my lolo from vacation I can't resist but to cry. Those memories from my vacation are flashing back. I told mama " 12AM Pauwi palang ako ng bahay nito e from tambay" Woooh!
SO LONGGG..
WAITING FOR YOU SUMMER VACATION. :P
Monday, January 3, 2011
Friday, December 10, 2010
AJDL
ALEXIA JEWEL DAWIS LEONOR
In the dawn of February 5, 1993, the first little angel of the Leonor -Dawis family was born; she was named after the movie Knights of the Jewel, and where in the main character is Alexia.
My early years are one of the best descriptions of what and who I am now. Not surprisingly, the most significant relationship is with the maternal parent, or whoever is our most significant and constant caregiver. My infant days was characterize by a loving, warm and caring environment since I
was the only baby girl. I have all the attention, so I guess I trust those people around me, I am in the stage of TRUST. Then as I grew up in the age of 2 to 3 I was able to develop a sense of personal control over physical skills and a sense of independence. I was taught how to be toilet trained. I have my potty where I do my thing. I have 2 of it according to my mom, for “pee” and for “poo”. During this stage I learn to master skills for MYSELF. Not only I learn to walk, talk and feed myself, I had learned finer motor development as well as the much appreciated toilet training. Here I had the opportunity to build self-esteem and autonomy as I gain more control over my body and acquire new skills, learning right from wrong. In the age of 5 I was an explorer, I was the naughty angel of the family. I learned how to control and power over the environment. During this period I had experienced desire to copy the adults around me and take initiative in creating play situations. In the age of 6 to 12, when I was opened to the real world of learning and I have the initiative to go with my social vibes with friends I was able to cope with new social and academic demands. I learned how to jive my moods with other people. As the world expands a bit, my significant relationship is with the school and neighborhood. Parents are no longer the complete authorities they once were, although they are still important. I developed the sense of industry. In the age of 13 up to now, I am already a teen! I am learning how to deal with more complex things around me. I was able to develop a sense of self and personal identity. As a teenager, I am dealing with lots of emotional highs and lows. One minute I might feel great, and the next I feel sad and tearful. Being human is an emotional experience -- we all have our moments of happiness, sadness, anger, depression, anxiety and a host of others feelings. How do we deal with those emotions? Why are some feelings harder to handle than others? As I step into college, I learned how to doubt everything, because it was a new environment for me. Life is definitely getting more complex as I attempt to find my own identity, struggle with social interactions, and grapple with moral issues.
"It is human to have a long childhood; it is civilized to have an even longer childhood. Long childhood makes a technical and mental virtuoso out of man, but it also leaves a life-long residue of emotional immaturity in him."
— Erik Homburger Erikson (1902-1994)
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Fathers are wonderful people
Fathers are wonderful people
Too little understood
And we do not sing their praises
As often as we should...
For, somehow Father seems to be
The man who pays the bills,
While Mother binds up little hurts
And nurses all our ills...
And father struggles daily
To live up "his image"
As protector as provider
And "hero to the scrimmage"
And perhaps that is the reason
We sometimes get the notion
The Fathers are not subject
To the thing we call emotion...
But if you look inside Dad's heart
Where no one else can see
You'll find sentimental
And as soft as he can be...
But he's so busy everyday
In the grueling race of life
He leaves the sentimental stuff
To his partner in his wife...
But fathers are just wonderful
In a million different ways...
And they merit loving compliments
And accolades of praise
For the only reason Dad aspires
To fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
And to bring them happiness
And like our heavenly Father
He's guardian and a guide,
Someone that we count on,
To be always on our side.
I LOVE YOU DAD!
JOJIE ARNEL H. LEONOR
Too little understood
And we do not sing their praises
As often as we should...
For, somehow Father seems to be
The man who pays the bills,
While Mother binds up little hurts
And nurses all our ills...
And father struggles daily
To live up "his image"
As protector as provider
And "hero to the scrimmage"
And perhaps that is the reason
We sometimes get the notion
The Fathers are not subject
To the thing we call emotion...
But if you look inside Dad's heart
Where no one else can see
You'll find sentimental
And as soft as he can be...
But he's so busy everyday
In the grueling race of life
He leaves the sentimental stuff
To his partner in his wife...
But fathers are just wonderful
In a million different ways...
And they merit loving compliments
And accolades of praise
For the only reason Dad aspires
To fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
And to bring them happiness
And like our heavenly Father
He's guardian and a guide,
Someone that we count on,
To be always on our side.
I LOVE YOU DAD!
JOJIE ARNEL H. LEONOR
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
It's Christmas Time in the City!
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS WORLD PEACE. Rather than those material things that I want for this Christmas, the SLR, Blackberry, Clothes. I want peace! :) May all people know the real value of Christmas. SHARING! MAY ALL THOSE RICH SHARE!
SAD. But it's okay.
OHHHH! I did not make it to my goal? Why oh why? I am so sad about it but I will make a difference I'll make it sure that this semester I WILL BE PART OF IT AGAIN. :(
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