Blogger in a Sando

July 9, 2012-10:09pm


Just a while ago, I changed my blog name to "Blogger in a Sando" from "It's me. Anly" becasue I found it more appropriate since most of the time that I am composing an entry here, I am wearing my sando. Ang babaw right? Pero I was so inspired man gud with the "Preacher in Blue Jeans" (you should really watch their vids, veeery inspiring), kaya I changed it to this new name.

But don't you worry, I am still the same. And-I forgot to say-please bear with me if meron akong mga grammar mishaps, I'm not a grammar Nazi okay? But anyways, watch out for more interesting posts. I am planning some but I just forgot to jot it down in a notebook or even to a piece of paper because there are so many ideas which are coming at once.

I am also taking into consideration being a food blogger, since I really really love food and I am really interested with exotic dishes. And maybe a travel blogger, because I want to travel anywhere. But the problem is, I am still studying-therefore, I can't travel that much. But who knows? There are always the odds. We'll never knooow.

So, I guess I should stop at this point (before I say some more nonsense).

Keep Smiling...
-AnlyGalgo

Words

July 8, 2012-3:49pm

Words are weapons-powerful weapons. There are times when we can’t explain what we felt because of how the words had affected us. It might be merely words but sometimes, it hurts us like a million nails pierced into our hearts at once.

Sometimes, it’s difficult to decipher how they were able to say those words against someone or somebody. It is because they are saying their own opinion through their own viewpoint and perspective. Many among us misunderstood what other people say and some of us would even come up to a make believe conclusion, making the image of that person somewhat pessimistic towards others.

But still, there is something that we can do about it. Something that you should learn from within yourself. Here are some of my tips:

First, don’t be affected by what other people say about you. You know who you are.

Second, take all the comments and reactions against you as a compliment. Have the negative comments as compliments that they are asking more from you. And have the positive comments as compliments that you could still do better than what you had done.

Third, don’t be insecure. You know what, as far as I know, many people are changing because of what they heard from rumours about themselves. Rumours which are brought out by words.

Let me just leave you a reminder: Be careful what you say because you’ll never know how much it would affect a person.

-AnlyGalgo

My sweet (and sickened) Sixteenth

July 7, 8:05am

My birthday is on July 6, and I didn’t made any posts on that day because I’m-sad to say-sick. I woke up with headache, fever and colds. I really want to go to school because there’s something important I have to do (aside from my birthday). I told my sister that I have fever and she placed her hands on my neck and she said that I do have fever, I was happy because I may not go to school but sad because I have to do something and it’s my freaking birthday.

Now there’s only one solution in my head-go to mama and check if I really do have fever. So I went over to her and said that I have fever. She did the same with my sister and she said that I DO NOT have fever. This is weird because I really felt some hot sensation (lol) within and outside my body. But I stayed strong just for the sake that I won’t feel any of my sickness at that moment. So I ate some breakfast and went to school. But actually the only reason that pushed me out of our front door going to school is because it’s my birthday.

When I was going up to my classroom, everything was like a typical day for me, no greetings yet. Then I reached my classroom and one of my classmate was: Happy  Birthday Anallie! So I just said, thank you, because I’m not really in the mood to say much. Then all of a sudden they broke into a song and sang the Happy Birthday song to me with the guitar. Repeat this part 7 times in that day. So how did they sang to me for seven times? 1-3. Was in the morning. 4. Was during lunch(the Legionnaires went up to my classroom and sang the HB song to me-then my classmates joined in.). 5. When Sir Miedes went to our classroom to check us.* 6. During Math period.* 7. During MAPEH Period.*

I guess that’s the reason why I could still say that I had a sweet sixteen. Just don’t mind the sip-on that is dripping out of my nose. Thanks to my classmates. Though I got mad at them for the MAJORITY of the day, I think it’s because I was having a fever and I really want to say sorry to them. L

*My classmates are saying the same thing to our teachers, for the sake that they could sing the song and that they could convince them (teachers) that they haven’t sang the song to me, some of the reasons was: 1.Miss, hindi pa kami nakakanta sa kanya miss, mka guilty!! 2. *me-answering on the board* classmate: wala na, gtubag na sa Birthday Girl. Teacher: Ah-birthday nia ngaun? Classmate: Opo sir, tapos hindi pa kmi nka kanta sa kanya...

But anyway, thanks to them they sang that song many times on that day, because if they haven’t, maybe I would be stuck to my grumpy mood all day long.

-AnlyGalgo

Turning Sixteen

July 5, 2012-8:43pm

I am still fifteen. But I'm turning 16 in a few hours. I want to treasure these moments that I'm still fifteen. But how? I just spent some time reading a book, and I'm not feeling well, I have runny nose just this afternoon. Gee, maybe I should start my sixteenth year of how to be more healthy and fit.

Anywaaay, I have to say, my classmates ARE WAY MORE excited than me. They started greeting me last Tuesday-I don't know why. Ha-ha, maybe they're expecting that I will have a big blast for them tomorrow because I am their class president. But no, I want to celebrate for them but I guess my mother won't allow me to. I kept on telling her that my classmates are excited for my birthday, but she's like "Huh?". With or without any celebration, I'll gonna have my birthday tomorrow-like duh, it's my birthday! Hehe.

Last Friday, I didn't know that my birthday is just around the corner. My even classmate reminded me that my birthday will be 'next week' already. So since that day, my classmates are like "Whoo Anallie, Happy Birthday!" and I'm like "Huy. katagal pa niyan uyyy". So yeah, thanks to them, I realized that from that moment, I could count the days of my fifteenth year in this planet.

Needless to say, I am now excited for my birthday (credits to my classmates).


But as I grow older (and hopefully, wiser) there are so much memories that will also grow within me. My memories of being a fifteen kid. As I end this phase of my life, I shall not bring with me the memories and fun that I had, but those important and amazing memories will be in my heart forever.

This is me-before my check up last Saturday. 

(Click on this to know what 'check-up' I'm saying.)

Summer of 2012, our reunion. :)))

This pic was taken AFTER the prom. After my 9 hours of sleep, with all the hairsprays.

My first prom on my 15th year.

During the prom. It was one of the greatest time of my life. :)) 

It made my 15th year more amazing and memorable.

An experience that I won't forget in my 15th year.

My Junior Year Classmates, with-of course- our cute adviser. :))

Again, my Jr Class (not complete). They made my 15th year somewhat unforgettable and worth remembering for.

And of course, the LEGION parteh-parteh. :)) Memories with them made my 15th year more amazing.

Ohh, three hours to go, and I'll be a sixteen year old lady.

-AnlyGalgo

Reading Books

July 4, 2012-7:37pm

I've been stuck on this book series for two weeks now and I'm very excited to read the next book-for the fact that I was running (or just skipping to make it really realistic) going back to my classroom.Gee, it's been a time since I wasn't able to read a book, I guess the last series that I was stuck to was Geronimo Stilton. It's quite a book and I really love it. But now, I found a new series to stuck my snout on.

I could still remember the days when I was so stuck with the Harry Potter series when I was a Freshmen. Now that I am a senior, I am reading a series THAT I NEVER THOUGHT OF READING. It was those kind of books that I call "girly girl and so sassy" and I am fully aware that I am NOT that kind of girl. I was like: There's no way I would be reading a book like those. Ha-ha, I don't even know how or why did I read that book. I just grabbed that book and I even remembered myself getting annoyed because I got that kind of book. I read it anyways and I really had a fun time reading it. It was so unexpected. 

It's really great to read books again. You are welcomed to another world, by imaginary people and imaginary places. You better read books if you have time. Remember, read more books than you had before.

You'll never know the fun, excitement and lesson that you'll get from reading it.

-AnlyGalgo

People change

July 3, 2012-7:40pm

There could be a lot of factors as to why people change. Yet, we do not have the right to judge them because they had changed. If you want the older them then SEE the older them within themselves. You cannot force them to be who they were.

There could be a lot of factors of how they changed. Maybe it's because of their family, friends, environment,  school, and the list goes on. But one thing's for sure. If they changed, then be who you are. Show them that changing is not a solution, not even an option to solve a problem. Show them that changing is not an excuse if they're being a popular kid. Show them that changing is unnecessary if you consider yourself brave and strong.

But if they changed for the better, be happy for them. But if they changed for the worse, tell them-if you consider yourself a good friend and a comforter to that person. You see, a friend is always there for better or worse, for richer and for poorer and till betrayal breaks you apart BUT reconciliation(and forgiveness) bonds you again.

I myself, for my fifteen years living and approximately, 5 years of being an adolescent, seen myself change to this and change to that. But guess what, I still came back to the old me. I don't know how I did it but I thank my past self for being brave to face the changes that I have to undergo. And I always believed in myself that I could be a better person in my future and be a great friend to everybody.

Remember, change for the BETTER.

-AnlyGalgo

A Passionate Love

July 2, 2012-10:03pm

Tonight, when my father arrived from work, he told us that there was a kitten hit-and-run. Remember the kittens from this post? I was kind of shocked because I have to stay, the kittens had stayed at our lawn for a few days and I played with them using a yarn, but I didn't have a direct contact with them, considering the fact that they are stray kittens. Anyway, my father just got two tissues and got the kitten using it's small paw. I didn't actually went closer to the "crime scene" because I know that someway, somehow, it would break my heart, watching a small kitten thrown in the narrow canal with a loud thud and splash of dirty water.

So after a few hours of that incident, I heard a cat meow-ing. I think it's the dead kitten's mom and she's looking for her. Her cries were so dreadful, like who would not be dread-y to find out that your kid is missing? And that it's nowhere to be found (and to the fact that it was thrown in a canal?).

Well, the kitten is worthy that I will dedicate this post to it and to every dead animal in the world-by means of unnatural death, like hit-and-run, skinned to death, and so on and so forth. Every creature in this world has the right to live and be loved. Just like the kitten and her mother. The kitten deserves to be loved by her mom and so is everybody else in this world, not only by their mom but also to every people around him/her.

The kittens-there were 4 of them-that I had seen before was like this one, but thinner and they have a little bit orange furs.

I have lost a lot of kittens, so I think this is post is dedicated to every kitten that I had taken cared of.

(NO future of being a veterinarian.)

-AnlyGalgo