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Monday, March 26, 2007
Worst Day

I know that you already knew about the love affair between Louanne, Prits and Prots because I already posted it on my blog. The journey of love between the three of them continued. One day, Prots and Prits had an L.Q or what they call as lovers' quarrel. I was very happy for them because I am the kontrabida in their love story. Prits said that she doesn't love Prots anymore. She also said that she really hate him. I was really happy. I realized that she was not kind of person( a slut ). Few days later, Prots approached Prits. He asked Prits to forgive him. Prits immediately forgave him. They became together again. I lost trust to Prits because I hate people those who made promises that they can't do. And she doesn't care about me. They don't care about my feelings. I told myself, " Why did she come into my life? ". Ever since we broke up, my life became miserable. My grades decreased because of him. I was very excited to see him everyday. I am very mad at both of them. They ruined my life. Am I crazy? Yes, Iam. I was crazy in love with Prots BEFORE. I can't understand what's happening to me right now. Even my best friend? I can't believe this!!! Now I can prove to myself that she is really a slut or what they call as G.R.O or Guest Reltions Officer. She stole my boyfriend. I don't like her anymore. She is such a liar. I always put into my mind the saying, " Don't fall in love with your best friend's " ex". If to kill is not a sin, I would have killed them before. I will expose her true attitude to the public. She is just pretending to be nice. But the truth is, she is very flirt. I promised to myself not to have a friend like her again. I don't want to be a slut like her. I hid her identity because I have still a conscience. I have still a fear in God. I don't want to commit a sin because of them. The more I see her flirting to my " ex- boyfriend ", the more I am hurt. I'm very very angry at her. She's the one I trusted a lotever since, but she broke that trust. Now she ask for forgiveness? What a non sense question! I know that every people should forget, but forgive her? No way!!! There is no such way that we could build our friendship AGAIN. Friendship needs trust. I won't put my trust on her again. She is the one destroying my trust to her. She would make the greatest mistake in her life if she continue doing this. She is not only liar but she is such a traitor. She always report me to Prots. Prots also defended her. Their relationship is prohibited in UP High. Supposed to be, they are now suspended from school. But Karla didn't report them. They should thank Karla in doing this. If I loose my patient, I, myself would report them. They are always doing PDA. I hate PDA. Prots makes me remind of my father. He was like Prots(chick boy). My father left us and went with another girl.
Badminton...

Badminton is the favorite sport of almost all Upians including me. I like playing badminton because it's very easy to play and at the sane time enjoyable. Playing badminton is also good for the body. It is really my favorite sport. In fact, I am one of the players in our school. I joined the badminton competition during our Intramurals. Even before, i joined a lot of competitions in our school. Our lesson today in P.E is all about badminton. I;m very sure that my grades for P.E for this grading period will not decrease because i know badminton by heart. Playing badminton is my passion. It also becomes my hobby. I like to compete with people who are the best in playing badminton. Who knows, through badminton, I can reach for my dreams and become successful! I can have my own family and we will have a better life. Oh! I'm just dreaming. It is very possible to happen someday. Even though I'm thin or small, i can do great things llike smashing very strong. On March 23, 2007, during our P.E class, I was very excited because I knew that we would play badminton. I dressed up quickly and ran to the athletics office together with Gizelle for us to get the most beautiful rocket. I chose the violet rocket because they say, it is very nice. It's true! I had a nice game. It was our practical exam that will serve as our Periodical Test in P.E. I practiced together with my classmates so that I could get a perfect score. I practiced with Queenie, Cielo, and Gizelle. Cielo hit the shuttle cock strongly. The shuttle cock went out to the street. Thank God we have another shuttle cock to replace that. We played again. We were all laughing at Cielo when she hit the shuttle cock again strongly. It almost went out of the street. Our game was continuous. Until it's time for me to play. I was mot nervous because I already practiced and had a stretching and I was confident. The game went on smoothly. Ms. Maquilan was my competitor. The game ended. I got a perfect score. They said that our game was very nice. I said it's because of my rocket. My classmates also used my rocket because they wanted to be perfect also. I was very happy for them because they also got perfect. I continued playing badminton. When I am playing badminton, I forget about my problems. I rested a while and watched the others play. I drank a lot of water from the sink because I sweat out a lot of water from my body. I should replace that so that I would not lack water in my body. I continued to play even though I was very tired. The bell rang. I stopped playing and returned the rocket at the athletics office. Later, I decided to go home. I lied down to bed and rested. I slowly closed my eyes and went to sleep.
Sinulog Festival

Sci-Tech Week

Family Day

During the Family Day, we were very busy preparing for the tent, our costumes for our presentation, etc. with the help of some parents, our tent became the most beautiful tent. We were not expecting that to happen. In the first part of the event, we had a mass. It was drizzling during the mass. We know it was a blessing from God. After that, I was very worried about Leejee. She wanted to commit suicide. I thought it was just a joke but she bought a blade from a nearby store. She was very worried that the PDA top five might tell her mother about the PDA something. Leejee and George's parents didn't know yet about their relationship. Her worry increased when George' parents arrived. Thank God the PDA top five didn't tell them. She waited for her mother. The time of our performance of the folk dance came. We wore our costumes. Successfully, we did it very well! Leejee was still worried because her mother had not yet arrived. We went into our classroom. Accidentally, Leejee was wounded by the blade that she bought. There was a lot of blood coming out from the cut into her finger. She almost fainted. She had a fear in blood. We searched for an alcohol. We saw an alcohol on George's seat. We gave it to her. We searched for a cloth in her bag. We found a cell phone there. It has a camera. We thought it was Leejee's so we took pictures on her. We didn't mind her at all. We were very busy taking pictures. We went to the soccer field in the AS Grounds to watch the game. We got bored and went back to the classroom. We saw Leejee lying on her chair. We didn't care about her. We went to the tent to see if it's time for us to eat our lunch. We brought the cell phone with us. Reiner saw the cell phone. He said it's his. We were very embarrassed but at the same time angry. We were very angry at Leejee because she didn't tell us that it was Reiner's cell phone. She let us to be embarrassed. It's time for us to eat. The mother of Leejee came together with her brother, Lehmar. Leejee was still in the classroom. Her mother and her brother searched for her. They met when Leejee went to the tent. After that, we had a lot of picture- takings. They were so many games. I saw my former classmates there because their brothers and sisters are students of UP High.
A Wonderful Day

Sunday, March 25, 2007
My Worst Christmas Party

My Love Story

What Friends Mean To Me

Being A First Honors

All About Myself





















Hi! I’m Louanne Mae Cadungog. I’m 13 years of age. I live in 0977 La Guardia St. Lahug, Cebu City. I came from a broken family. My father covets another girl. The girl got pregnant. My father didn’t ever go back to us. After their separation, my mother was very depressed. She grew thin. She didn’t eat. My father broke our communications with him. He went to Zamboanga together with the girl who was pregnant in that time. My mother is the only one supporting us right now. We are four in the family. Accidentally, while I was cleaning in our house, I saw a letter from the bag of my mother. I read it. It was from my tita, the sister- in- law of my father. She said that my father brought the girl to their house. The girl was pregnant. His brothers are all very angry with my father. They said he is the black sheep in the family. Until the girl bore a child. My father let the girl rode in our motorcycle, which was bought by my mother. My mother grew angrier. She went to Zamboanga to confront my father and the girl. When she reached there, she saw my father and the girl. She attacked them because of her anger. If my grandparents and relatives were not there, maybe she had killed the girl. In fairness, my mother is prettier than her. They said my father was potioned by the girl because the father of the girl was an albularyo or what they call in English as the quack doctors. The girl was also from Aurora, Zamboanga City. If I have the chance to confront her, I would slap her on the face. When my mother attacked the girl, my father defended her. My mother got the motorcycle from him because it was hers. The girl fought back to my mother. My relatives also defended my mother. She stayed there for how many nights to settle the problem. She went back to Cebu with the problem unsettled. She wanted to ask support from my father. Months passed, all of us went to Zamboanga. I saw my father there but I didn’t see the girl. My father acted like nothing was happening. He toured me by riding on a tricycle, which he borrowed, from my uncle. He said that we would go to the city. But instead, we went to the house of the girl. There, I finally saw the girl. She talked to me nicely. I returned to her the doll that she gave me during my birthday. It’s as ugly as her. I controlled my emotions because my father would surely scold me if I would do that. We went downstairs. I saw my father taking a bath in the comfort room. The girl took me to her grandmother who was drying the seedlings of jackfruit. I was scared at her because she was very old and her hair was very white. She let me kissed her hand. The girl forced me. If I would write my life story to Maalaala Mo Kaya, my story would probably be the best story ever. Through this tragedy in my life, I learned a lot. I become a strong person in my generation. I can stand on my own now. When I finish high school, I would like to take up the law course because I want to be a lawyer for our father to be put to jail because of withdrawal of support.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
A Love Affair with M/V Doulos and Books

Thursday, February 8, 2007
On Being Taught by Students

Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Intramurals

February 3, 2007
Dear Diary,
Today, I will recall on what happened during our intramurals. On the Eve of November 27, 2006, I was very excited about our intramurals. I was thinking how I would look during that day. November 27, the beginning of the Intramurals, came. I woke up early and wore my Intramurals T- shirt with a logo “ Freshies “ on it. My classmate, George, designed it. You know, he is very creative. I really admire him. He’s such a talented boy. When I came to school, I fixed my hair in a ponytail. I tied ribbons on it because it was our uniform during our cheer dance. Oh, yah! All the first years were required to participate to make the cheering loud. I was one of the star dancers. At 8:00AM, we started our general rehearsal in the open stage. After that, Mme. Gallo asked us to make the pompoms. My classmate and I were so busy counting the finished pompoms. We were so angry to Jacque because she was so “ sip sip “ to Mme. Gallo. After we made the pompoms, we took a snack, then, a little bit of practice. The cheer dance competition came. We were so nervous. The Third years were the first to perform, followed by the Sophies, then the Freshies, and lastly, the Seniors. After the cheer dance competition followed the “ Search for Ms. And Mr. Intramurals ’06 “. Our first year representative or muse and escort were George and Ernestine. Their talent was to perform a soccer exhibition. The winners of the “ Search for Ms. And Mr. Intramurals ’06 “ were announced. Ate Mariel from the Seniors was the Ms. Intramurals while Kuya Adrianne from the Juniors was the Mr. Intramurals. Even if we didn’t win, we were still happy because our sister teams, the third and fourth years, won. The announcement for the cheer dance competition followed. We were all very nervous. When the Sophies were announced to be the fourth placer, we were very happy because at least, we were not the worst. We were the third placer, followed by the Seniors and the Juniors won in the competition. After that, we ate our lunch. In the afternoon, there were various games. I only watched because I only joined badminton. It was scheduled the next day. I cheered for my batch mates. Sometimes, I went in our room to listen some music. On the next day, the different booths from every section were opened. Only I- Villamor didn’t have a booth because of the lack of money from the sinking fund. Jacque, the class treasurer lost more than P1000 from the sinking fund. There was the marriage, handcuff booth, etc. The badminton tournament came. I was one of the players. I was discouraged to play because there was no one cheering us. Until the game was done. We were only the third placer. At least we did our job with no inspiration. On the last day of the Intramurals, I was very sad because I remembered what Andre promised me. He promised that at the end of the Intramurals. I waited for his answer but I heard nothing from him. He didn’t remember his promise for me. For him, it was just a joke but for me it’s not. He’s such a liar.
Card Day


Dear Diary,
Today is our card day. I was not expecting to be an honor student. I think all my grades in all the subjects decreased. Our first subject today is Filipino, we continued watching " Doremi ". Mme. Montaño, our adviser, stopped the movie. She reminded us about the payment for the tiles. I knew she would announce the honors. I almost didn't hear my her my name because my classmates are very noisy. I heard my name. As usual, I was still in rank fourteen just like in third grading period. I was happy and sad. Happy because I was still in the honor list and sad because I saw my average. It decreased. In the afternoon, Mme. Montaño distributed our report cards. My grandfather and my brother attended and got my report card. After the distribution of cards, the parent had a meeting about the incoming Family Day and Sci- Tech week. I got my report card from my grandfather and saw my grades. My grades in some subjects decreased a lot. I got panicked. I didn't know how to tell my mother about this. She would surely scold me about my grades. I didn't mind about my grades. I just hanged out with my friends while my grandfather was in the meeting. When I got home, my mother was not around yet. She was still in her office. I prepared my speech for my mother. When she arrived, she didn't ask about my report card. Maybe she forgot about it. When my sisters were preparing for our supper, my brother told my mother about my grades. My mother asked me in an angry manner. I frowned because because her shouts irritated my ears. Then, we ate our supper sadly. After we ate our supper, my mother asked me to give my report card to her to see my grades. She was shocked upon seeing my low grades. I defended myself and said, " At least, I am still in the honor list ". My mother got even more angry to me. She scolded me. And suddenly, she threw me something. Maybe that's the case of her eyeglasses. She hit me in the leg. For me, it was not painful. I didn't even cry a single drop of tear. I realized that the reason for our quarrel was my brother. If she didn't tell my mother about my grades, maybe we were eating and talking peacefully. I also realized that I am becoming a naughty girl. In my side, I was only defending my right to speak. Maybe I am the black sheep in our family. I wanted to change my attitude but I could not do it. Before, I am not like this. Maybe I am influenced by my cousins. They talk back to their parents. They should realize that if it weren't her parents, they are not living on Earth right now. I am not that kind of girl that could talk back to my parents. There is still a part of me that is good. Maybe God would forgive me someday. I know someday I will change my attitude. I promised to study harder for me to achieve my goal which is to become a nurse someday.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
My Life Today

Dear Diary,
There were so many happenings today. Today, my classmate cried because of an unexpected report. T he worst was, the one who reported was her close friend. Her close friend reported to our class student welfare that my best friend, let's name her Prits, was doing a public display of affection or PDA with her bf, let's name him Prots, four times inside the school campus which is a violation.Prits knew that if she would do that again, she would be suspended from school. I am also hurt whenever they're doing a PDA because her bf was my ex- bf. I'll admit that until now, he's still in my heart and I'm hoping that he would love me again just like in the passed. If Prits didn't come in our lives, probably, we are happy with each other right now. Of course, we would not do PDA because I know what's best for my studies. I don't want to have a bad record and most of all, I don't want others to think that I'm an easy-to-get person. Back to the PDA something, I didn't object because in my two eyes, I also saw them doing that. Even if she's my best friend, I chose what's right. In fact, I reported. My best friend didn't know that I reported. She wanted to die. She didn't eat her lunch, she didn't eat her snacks. If I would tell her, she would become more desperate. This may affect her studies. I don't want her to loose hope and continue her studies. I was very angry to her bf, Prots, because he ruined our lives. I hate boys because for them, girls are like toys. For me, they are all liar like my father.They are all stupid. While I was listening to the radio, I heard the song " Someday ". I love the lines in the song which says, " Someday, I'll forget about you, you'll see, I won't even miss you ". If I were to dedicate that lines, I would dedicate that to Prots because he deserve it. I want to slap him on the face him to realize how he destroyed our lives.I will give you a clue, Prots knows how to play the guitar while Prits knows how to sing. Did you got it? They are very controversial!!! I don't want to fall in love with somebody again. I want to focus on my studies to have a better future. If I already finished college, that's the time for me to get married and form a happy family. My classmates hate the two of them. They didn't expect Prits to do that. I also cried today because whenever my best friend is crying, I am also influenced to cry. I don't wanna see my best friend crying because that would break my heart. I always protect her from those guys but still, she would come near them. I'm confuse about the happenings in my life now. It started when I entered the high school life. They say that the happiest stage of a student is during high school days. For me it is the worst.
Monday, February 5, 2007
What the Stars and the Sky Tell Me About Life

Dear Diary,
I'm very busy today.I'm preparing for our overnight activity in our school. While doing an experiment in the AS Grounds, I saw some wood nearby and thought of the idea of making it the skeleton of our tent. My classmate and I agreed that we would do a man- made tent. She would bring a mat for the roof of the tent and I would bring ropes to tie the woods together. After our class, I immediately went home to prepare for tie things I would use for the overnight. I brought a mat, a sweater, a blanket & a pillow because they said it is very cold during the night. I also brought the materials for our tent like for example the rope,hammer, etc. I ate my supper at 5:30 PM. That was the earliest time that I ate my supper. after that, I bid goodbye to my sister and immediately went back to school. Because of my excitement, I forgot to bring my parent's permit. I only discovered it when I reached to school. I went back back to our house and got it. When I arrived at the school, I was bored because my classmates didn't arrive yet. Later on, my two classmates, Helena and Ernestine, approached me. Instead of being happy, I became bored because they are not my close friends and I felt out of place or OP. I became happy when my classmate, Therese, whom agreed to help me build the tent, came. She brought a rope and a mat. I thought she would bring a big mat but she only brought a small one. I was very disappointed. I made the tent alone. She helped me a little bit but it was me who worked hard for it. Once the skeleton stood up, I immediately put the mat on it and tied it on the nail which I hammered on the ground. Finally, the tent was complete. I was very happy because that was the fruit of my hard work. When I was doing that, my classmates laughed at me. I almost got angry but instead of feeling discourage, I continued to work because if I fail, they would laugh at me. After I finished it, I rest at it because I was very tired doing it. Later, my classmates entered in the tent to join me and said that I was very creative and hard working. The night was cold and windy. The wind was so strong and my tent almost flew. My classmates laughed. I also laughed with them because it was so funny. Mme. Gallo called and gathered us at the Leader where Mr. Christopher Go was waiting. We had a lecture about his discovery of the red spot junior in Jupiter. After the lecture, we had a picture- taking with him. After that, we watched the horror movie " Shutter ". It was very scary. All of us shouted when Natre, the ghost, appeared on the screen. Sir Elmer Montejo entered in the Leader and joined us. He was hugging a pillow with w bear on it. Mme. Gallo stopped the movie because our shouts could disturb the neighbors. Ate Gabby replaced it with Princess Hours. for me, it was very boring so I went back to the tent and slept. I woke up at 3:00AM because they said it was raining. I continued to sleep and I woke up at 5:30AM. I fixed my things and combed my hair. On 6:00AM, we had a picture-taking on the stage and after that we went home.
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