Thursday, September 9, 2010
Happy Birthday to Tricia Niere.
Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Hidden meaning of my name Sophia Marie.
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The Origin, Meaning and the Hidden Meaning of the name Sophia
This page details the origin and literal meaning of the name Sophia Marie together with an insight into the hidden meaning and interpretation of the name using numerology.
A variant of Sophie from which the meaning and origin of the name is derived.
The meaning of the name Sophia is as follows: Wisdom
The origin of the name Sophia is believed to be: Greek
The Origin, Meaning and the Hidden Meaning of the name Marie
A French variant of Mary from which the meaning and origin of the name is derived.
The meaning of the name Marie is as follows: Beloved
The origin of the name Marie is believed to be: Hebrew
My El Capitan - Simon Atkins #7.
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I finally got 100 Followers on my Tumblr.
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Saturday, August 28, 2010
Buwan ng Wika Pictures.
Happy Fiesta Alcoy, Cebu.
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When we reached the Plaza, the said program haven’t started yet. We just searched for a nice place to rest in. After a few minutes, the program started. We also saw Ramil. We called him then he accompanied us. Wahaha. There were lots of annoying speech from different people. First, the father of Siloy, Mr. Toni Plando. Then, the mayor, Mr. Nick Delos Santos. After, the special guest, Mr. Romarate. I forgot the name, sorry. Mr. Romarate’s speech was the longest. Until his speech arrived to Agriculture. Eeek. We just sat on the grasses and talked about nonesense things. We kept on fanning because it is so freakin hot. What surprised me is that Gov. Gwen Garcia didn’t attend the Siloy Festival. It think it was her first time not to attend the Siloy Festival. Then, after the long speeches, the program started and we all stood up.
The first performer was the AN High School, followed by Guiwang, then Nugas, then Poblacion and Atabay, then finally Pugalo. For me, the ANHS was boring. There is no Originality. It seems that they only copied the dance steps from Sinulog. Weeh. My bet was of course, Poblacion and Atabay. After they danced the One Cebu, the electricity disappeared. It was 10 minutes. For us to have more fun, we took pictures from Alyssa's camera and rested for a while. When the sun started to set, yun na bumalik yung kuryente. They danced the One Cebu again. We found a very nice place to stay in. Nandun lang kami, tawaaa ng tawaaa. The grand champion was of course the Poblacion and Atabay dancers. I am so proud of them. I almost cried because I was really happy. The second placer was Pugalo. We were still happy kasi our other close friend Hyacinth is from Pugalo. Then the third placer, the AN High School. Wahaha. We really pushed and pointed Ascher kasi di nanalo yung dating school niya. Bleh. Everytime the MC announce the winners, I would go jump and scream and bang my head. The children even silently said na Nababaliw na daw ako. I was just very happy. Ascher and Jaya kept pulling and pushing me and the others. Kaya ayun, we all rolled on the grass. We kept on laughing anf laughing. the very best part was during the FireWorks Display. Ascher kept on pushing everybody talaga. Tawaaa ng tawaaa. Walang katapusan. Though the FireWorks were awesome. Masakit naman yung neck ko sa kaka stare ng FireWorks. Indeed, it was very memorable. I wanna rewind my day. I WANT I WANT! I love my fuuriends who made me very happy today. I love them. I supeeer dupeeer love them. It was a MAJOR MAJOR succes.
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Friday, August 27, 2010
Mirror mirror on the wall.
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Eye to eye, we are expressing ourselves. I can see her deepest emotions in her olive black eyes which are partly covered her silky hair with curls at the end. She bowed her head down and paused for a moment. I felt a great fear that she might burst out crying. She didn’t. She raised her head up a smile was painted on her face. I can recall the image of this girl years ago. She was then a little kid, a girl of many dreams. She has always dreamed of becoming a known lawyer. She thinks of getting into a prestigious courtroom, simply blinking an eye to the judge and wins the case. She’s hilarious. She used to play in the lawn of the house. There, she swan in a lake of mud. She even acted like a boy in her childhood. That may be where she got her goofiness. She was then a little girl who is excited of becoming an adult. She visualized herself talking to prominent people, doing deals with well known lawyers and discussing business with people in the business industry. Even in her early age, she knew exactly what was going to happen in the near future. She believed that life is what she makes it and its going to be in favor of her. This girl is a strong one. She is strong enough to sit beside her innermost weaknesses and converts them to strength. The word weak is never introduced to her vocabulary. She learned to be independent because she believes that this will be the port towards her ultimate success. I know she can do it.
Someday, she will graduate in a famous law school. She will be a top notcher. She’ll be admired for intelligence and beauty. There will be lots of popular law firms that offer her membership with them. She’s going to be the best lawyer. She who speaks eloquently and full of elegance yet she who cracks smart jokes, play crazy and feign funny. She speaks in unadulterated intention and speaks in all aspects. People will envy her, do her wrong and speak ill against her. Despite all these, she’ll still be a person of humility. Playful as she is, she will always ignore the hurtings, wear a smile and will tickle you with her inevitable sense of humor. That’s how she plays. She’ll always want your sweet smiles of great dimensions. She’s fully clean in her intensions. Her standing rule for herself is to believe in her dreams and fulfill them. Yes, she is ambitious. She is the girl who wants to play. She’s the lady who is just so unpredictable. She will be the woman who will prove the world that she could be somebody. She is my best friend, that girl in the mirror. That's me, and that's my life.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
What is a friend.
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A real friend is the one who Walks in when the rest of the world Walks out. Always thank God for having them because you might not find such good friends like them in your life anymore.
This is the best definition of what really true friends are, for me. Simply because, based on my own experiences, I strongly believe that friends are always there to help you in times of trouble or in times when you're so down.
I can really compare the true friends from the fake ones. It's obvious. They just didn't know how obvious they act so stupid in front of me. I am really curious of how they'll feel when they're just acting so fake in front of me, right? Yeah, i know you're curious too. Of course it's awkward. I know it's hard to talk or to bond with the people who dislike you. Well, im already imune of that system. I know a lot of haters around there. I just don't mind them. Someday, their insecurities will surely kill them, really.
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When i was still studying in La Salle Academy in Iligan City, i didn't feel a spark that would tell me that i had already found my true friends. But there was none at all, really. Honestly, i feel that i don't actually fit to stay long in La Salle Academy. You know, when you hear these words, the first reaction would really be Wow, or Woah. Something like that. Hehehe. I am just a simple girl living in a very simple life. Not like other studs there, wherein they are close to perfection. I mean, they are rich, beautiful, and smart people. Now, look at me, i just don't belong in that school. Sigh.
Until i came to the situation wherein i need to leave La Salle, my dad and the whole Lanao Del Norte and continue my journey here in Cebu. My emotions were mixed when my mom told me about it. Happy, because finally, after 5 years, i'll be back in my beloved hometown. Sad, because i will leave my dad, my friends and my Alma Mater, La Salle. Frightened, because i still don't have the courage to mingle with new people, probably, to bond with strangers. It's just so awkward. Exactly, it was freaking hard to leave the people that i consider as friends and family there. But lately, i accepted the fact that God has better plans for me here in the queen city of the south, my birth place, Cebu. I am always ready to face trials and problems here in my new environment because i know, deep in me, that God is just there enlightening my spirit to be brave and courageous enough to face all kinds of misseries.
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Honestly, I discovered my true friends in St. Mary's Academy in Dalaguete, Cebu. It might not be the most famous or the best school in the Philippines, but it has the best people that are either studying or working in it. These people are so accomodating and so hospitable. When i was still an alien in SMA, they really introduced the school to me without any doubts. That's why i am so lucky to be friends with them. My classmates say that they are the one's who are lucky to meet me because I'm a witty person. Im fun, im approachable and most especially, i am understanding. They say that I'm the kind of person that listens. Who gives them advices or guidelines about their life. I may not have lots of experiences but they gave their whole trust and they even seek advices from me. They are also kind because they share details about their life. Just like their secrets or private problems. With that, i am so overwhelmed that they appreciated me, Sophia Marie Benoloac Salas and, what kind of person I am outside and inside. I love my friends no matter what happens. Through storms and hurricanes, I am just here waiting for them to approach me. I am always here to listen, to advice and to love them. Indeed, they are lucky to have me as one of their friend, but I believe that I am luckier because I've met such magnificent creatures like them.
My Idol - A poem for my mom.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Welcome to Blogspot.com
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