Hello there! It’s official: summer in PH is here! And when the heat is blazing, you know what it means, too: the Province of Pangasinan has to celebrate the annual Pista’y Dayat (Feast of the Sea). Ha-Ha! Pardon me for my translation.
Pangasinan Tourism and Trade Expo is a part of the annual Pista’y Dayat celebration, situated near beachfront, Lingayen, Pangasinan – the capital of the province.
Colorful food carts and landscape entries align the hallways; banners and light bulbs complement the theme; and bougainvilleas in mixed tones complete this set.
If you are looking for a copacetic place to dine in or just stop-by, consider ‘Pangasinan Expo’ as one of your choices. You can find lots of mementos here, I am telling you.
Anyway, I’ll be posting the second set of photos on my next blog. Stay posted! 🌈
Thanks for dropping by!
Let’s be honest. I didn’t have the intent to blog these days. Today was an exception and I didn’t even think twice of doing it. So, please consider this as my medium of voicing out my inner thoughts and feelings.
Hello there! I, always, thought Mondays are full of plans to be executed. The buzz and clutter of stuffs, the aroma of brewed coffee, the sudden urge to walk doubly fast, and the thought of acing anything keep Mondays alive.
That was before. Yes, that was before. In fact, I began to accept that every day is a Monday for me months ago.
Now, I kind of miss the feeling of Mondays. There are no more crisp pages to hold, no more mandatory coffee and breakfast at 6:30 in the morning, no more baths afterwards, and no more same things for the same time. All I have these days are planned uncertainties, organized miniature of chaos, and frequent wishes of social interaction.
Consider me as a busy bee for six consecutive months. During the last month of it, I was, totally, drained, so I took off for a month. The next months forced me to continue living the same way I did but something inside me wanted to try the things I hadn’t done before or to finish my activities half-baked. In the end, I chose the latter. I tried to compensate for my losses and did, exactly, what I would have done were it not for Law schooling.
Until I found something, completely, different from what I used to do before. This was even contrary to the kind of person I am. I was forced to be an actress, instantly, and in the cheapest way possible. No, in the hardest way possible because it’s the sort of thing I couldn’t imagine doing. I am putting it this way ’cause I want to keep it as a riddle that no one can answer. And, this role come close to being a “world-changer”. To their point of view, it is, but as to me, I see the monotony of it. I can’t see myself flourishing there.
The thing is, I gave so much to ace this. I invested my whole time for more than a month, spent few couple pennies to meet the criteria, shed some sacrifices, and continued to shed everything at once. Well, these are the things that make me stay, notwithstanding, the truth that I don’t, really, see myself pursuing this path. At least, I have to make the most for the return of our investments. But my heart begs me to listen to her and fight for what I, really, want…to traverse through the journey I was on before. Every stage I passed must be a success to me, as it is what it was supposed to be, but this world’s definition of success penetrates deep to me like a wound.
I guess, no success in this world can ever make someone happy if this success is not the person’s own definition. That way, he is living to consume, not consuming to live.
So, going back to Mondays, my every day was a complete challenge to live up to the changes I was suffered to do. Yes, all of them hit me bull’s eye! I supposed one day would come that I have to re-live my usual Mondays.
For now, these are the things I need to do. It takes a lot of courage and perseverance to be the person I am today, but, at least, I am breathing onto the next Mondays that will, absolutely, change me in the most amazing ways. ❤
If you’ve read my previous post, you’d keep cool about my being in Japan and would not ask if I was, really, in Tokyo, Japan. 🤪✌🏻
From the array of arrangements for each office to fit into a global celebration of Yuletide season, this one mesmerized me! Who would need a passport and VISA to travel to the Land of the Rising Sun?
Paskuan ed Kapitolyo and the vast display of lights and decorations will remain until after the new year, that’s for sure.
So before anyone asks me, again, if I am in Japan, well, just tell them to go and visit this blog post. 💐
Happy year-end, avid readers! I wish you all a prosperous and blessed 2019! 🎉🎊
I wasn’t joking when I said, “Meet me here in Seoul.” This is part of the reality located in the province of Pangasinan.
“Paskuan ed Kapitolyo” under the present administration made this possible: every office was tasked to put on decorations reflective of the assigned country to it.
Here, Kalantiao Building was to portray South Korea.
And so, here it was.
I hope I could show to you the rest of the other nations so we could all travel across the globe this yuletide season.
Can I excuse myself for saying it here, now?
Ladies and gentlemen, SAMANTHA CRISOSTOMO DE GUZMAN, 23, GRADUATE OF BACHELOR OF LAWS [and Bachelor of Arts in Political Science]. 👩🏻🎓
Due to the recent Legal Education Board resolution last early January, all Ll.B (Bachelor of Laws) holders are now considered as J.Ds. (JURIS DOCTORS). So, we can now call ourselves “doctors”, too. 😝🤪✌🏻
I need not expound all my thoughts for words are not enough. But thank You to my Guiding Light, my family members, my friends, and my classmates and my teachers.
As promised, please wait for more updates from me.
Of whites and big dreams. 👩🏻🎓🌬
In the middle of March, seventeen (17) men and women from the well-acclaimed PHINMA- University of Pangasinan College of Law, took off from the bloodbath for the graduation pictorial.
Half a day was sufficient to bring all toils and insomnia into elegance, for what good would it bring to wear a “no-no battle-suit”? They would, rather, fight in full gears than come to the arena empty-handed [P.S. I was referring to our attire, sorry. 😂].
“I am sorry, Dean.” was the title of this entry because I was not so proud to barge into one’s office and take photographs for myself.
So, Dean, if you are reading this right now, I want to say thank you for being all-proficient and patient during our Civil Law Review classes. We salute you, Dean! 👋🏻We’re hoping that a day will come that you would do the same for us. ✌🏻 Again, let me be repetitive with my apologies for using your honorable office for my “artistic agenda”. 💓
I am sorry, Dean, for wanting to be a lawyer for my mistaken belief that the Law profession depicts tranquility. After almost four years of my stay in Law school, I welcomed the idea that “lawyering” is equivalent to battling. 🤼♂️
I am sorry, Dean, for my enthusiasm in entering this “Battle of Lions.” 🦁
I am sorry, Dean, for spending a year to teach while studying. You told me during the interview, “IF you want to be a lawyer, you should be a full-time student. Remember that the first day of your review starts from the first day of your class on your first year.” 📖
Thank you, Dean, for inculcating in us that failure to prepare is preparation to fail. ⏳
Thank you, Dean, for summing up thousand pages of annotation into a single sentence, clearly. 💡
Thank you for, jokingly, teaching the morale: “So what should you do when the Law favors the rich? AIM TO BE RICH!” 💸
Thank you, Dean, for, always, reminding us that UPang lawyers are above par! 👩🏻⚖️👨🏻⚖️
Thank you, Dean, for teaching us to stand for what we’re fighting for. ⚖️
Thank you, Dean, for your words of wisdom during annual testimonial dinners. 🗣
And, finally, thank you, Dean, for giving us passing grades in Civil Law Review I and II, and for signing our graduation papers! 🏆🏅
By the way, thanks to Ma’am Diola, our librarian, who cheered me up and pushed me to do the shoot here. Ah, yep, it was Pops who took these photos. Do you want to book him as your photographer? No problem!
Congratulations, UPang Law graduates! God is so gracious! We made it, future panyeras and panyeros! And congratulations to all graduates of 2018! Hats off and sablay down to the graduates! 👩🏻🎓👨🏻🎓