One Sunny Afternoon

I was holding a pair of crinkled hands – they were white. These exquisite bougainvilleas were pale in comparison to the beauty that these hands witnessed for almost a decade.

“Why are you holding me all the time?”, she asked.

“‘Cause I don’t want to let you fall, Gran.” I answered.



I am sorry, Dean.

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”. 💓

2915831e-295a-416d-be67-e66d89296ec3I 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. 🗣

ca596f8f-7205-44c6-b929-31a17240426dAnd, 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! 👩🏻‍🎓👨🏻‍🎓


Happy “6th” with WordPress!

It, still, wouldn’t escape my memory when I first wrote the very first two entries I had here on WordPress. Back then, I was a sophomore college junkie – little things. The little things which, eventually, transform into life-sized grizzly bears boggle my seventeen-year-old-mind:

I wrote about beauty reminders.

There was an encounter with a brute.

The succeeding entries came like the Wizard of Oz. I was writing, subsequently, everything which came into my mind: wishes and dreams, frustrations, travels, and love.

Then, came the year 2017. I changed the Blog Title from SAMTHING EXTRAORDINARY to IT’S A “SAM”-THING and even changed the cover with “SAMMY” tile. Given the fact that this blog was known from its URL, I decided to give it a new wisp of personality. Every detail was personalized with the end in view of giving my readers or viewers the idea that they’re visiting a whole new world where only they and “SAMMY” exist. 🙂

The truth is, so long as days or years pass, I will, still, write. WordPress has been a part of me. Taking it away is taking a portion of me which makes me incomplete.

To my avid readers, please bear with me. Cheers to more years with you!


Don’t MESH with us!

Long gone is the norm that elder siblings are in charge of expenses. Nowadays, age is just a number. The gift of giving belongs to anyone.

What happens when a sibling passes a national exam?

Mesh room is a resto-cafe along Tapuac road, Dagupan City, Pangasinan. Since it is located along the highway, you can perfectly pull off from a long drive to catch up few breaths, sip a drink of your choice, and munch on the perfect combo of side-dishes or desserts.

Anyway, this is (again) my sister, picking our orders. It’s her treat so she gotta choose everything to celebrate her passing the exam! 😀

From the word “mesh” itself, it’s a snug place with mesh around.

Processed with VSCO with a10 presetOf course, please don’t MESH with us! :p

I brought along two novels for the two of us. ‘Heard you’d have to tag along and stay for a while due to the large amount of their servings. There are times when good novels are all that you need. BTW, this one by Claudia Gray would take you to different dimensions, you have to be conscious all throughout your journey.First batch of our orders: S’MORES. You can have this at PHP 115.00. Price ain’t so bad, eh?Then, again, it’s my first time to drown myself with an overload of this goodie! Thank you, Sissy!CHICKEN SKIN at PHP 50.00. This would the perfect partner for ice-cold drinks. However, we decided not to order a drink anymore since we are taking digestion, slowly and surely. Perhaps, plain water would suffice.Call me a snob, but you should always include FRIES in our bucket list. You can have this at PHP 70.00. Guilty as charged, fries are among my favorite food! Their fries come in plain, potein, etc. TACOS. I already forgot how much these cost. But you should try them, too! There are variety of choices from beef to chicken, etc.Flat-lay version of our meal. Hello! 🙂 😉Leftovers. I always feel bad when there are leftovers so I try my best to consume them all. Her novel. Bow.Set of decors that you can purchase from the cafe. Let the photo shoot begin!

Thanks for dropping by! I’m looking forward to more time of blogging. Thank you, too, Sissy! Congratulations! 🙂



Happy Birthday, My Man!

Happy birthday to the man who sized up the universe for me. Through the vast galaxy, he held me in his arms and led me straight to the wonders of the moon and stars.

If I could count the times he made me fall in love, man, I couldn’t. For the stars are too many to count. These were the times I fell in love with him, not counting the moments of my sleep and dreams. (SCD)

(Image source: Unknown, Pinterest)



Old Draft: December Wedding

Honestly writing, I was so lost to have gone here. Sitting beside a coffee table at my Mom’s office, I should be digesting cases while waiting for my laptop’s transformation from Windows 7 Ultimate to Mac OS. KeKeKe.

Last December 30, 2015, we had witnessed a wedding full of folk story. My cousin’s wedding, as we all expected, did withstand its toll. So, here it is:

Processed with VSCO with c5 presetThe “Kabogera” Wedding Gown. Bow.

Processed with VSCO with a10 presetNothing but a fancy working night lamp.

Processed with VSCO with a6 presetIf you are wondering, this is, actually, a closet.

Processed with VSCO with a10 presetTurn me loose.

Processed with VSCO with 5 presetSecondary sponsors’ lounge for hair and make-up.

Processed with VSCO with e8 presetThere’s a photo of me posing with some drama here. Unfortunately, I chose not to include it here.

Processed with VSCO with j1 presetI decided the lighting here is perfect to take a shot.

Processed with VSCO with a10 presetHair dress by Ryan.

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Processed with VSCO with a10 presetThese are the bouquets for tossing, later.

DSC_0165Her. Her. Ms. Trinidad Crisostomo-Ynzon. The bride. Isn’t she lovely?

dsc_0230And there I was…the Maid of Honor of this nuptial.

Weddings are always joyous! Families are brought together; both males and females compulsorily wear formal suits (even those who seldom or never wear gowns at all, for females!); Delicacies are new to taste; Eye candies are everywhere; and most of all, two doves united as one by the Priest of all Priests.

And like every wedding, couples have to withstand the test of uncertainties…the battle is not ending, but barely starting. Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Magali! Keep the flame burning!

(Let me add that this post was made in different dates until the stability of Internet connection and the availability of time were secured.)

Photos are subject to copyright.



Closing Remarks Flashback

IT occurred to me that I am running out of entries on my blog. Pardon me, readers. When your mind is preoccupied with Law matters, teaching, love, sorrow, hope. The latter gives me the strength to carry on and find splendor anew to write.

This post is different for it was my speech last 2014 before I graduate from college. And I find it worthwhile to share:

Ora et Labora!

“If you stay calm, you are wise, but if you have a hot temper, you only      show how stupid you are.” (Proverbs 14:29)

This asserts all of the things we must delve into, whether we are debating or dealing with our own personal matters. And as the President of the University of Luzon Debate Society, I have learned to be more patient, open-minded and considerate to the needs of others, esp. my co-students’. I have come to realize that being a president is not a difficult, but a downright and resplendent task, when you know how to love what you are doing. As for my case, it was an honor to be the brainchild of this event, “Debate Induction-Orientation.”

Just a little narration…last November, while everyone was enjoying their semestral break, there was a little voice in me saying, “Sam, please. The society needs you.” That was then; I started to wake up and formulate my proposals for the society. I wanted to leave a legacy; I wanted myself to be remembered not as a ceremonial leader, but as a follower to everyone. And with this proposed orientation, along with my advisers, Ma’am Ging Bee and Ma’am Magda, with the approval of my officers and the chairman, Dr. Virginia Nisperos, there’s nothing more satisfying than having all of my proposals being implemented in due time. I feel like my dreams and plans are now piled up in the stairs of reality!

GOD IS REALLY GOOD, HE NEVER STOODS.  I owe everything to Him, our Creator, our Master… this event would not be successful without the unending support of my family and friends. To our college dean, Ma’am, thank you for making the necessary corrections and for approving my proposals. Ma’am Ging Bee, thank you for guiding me. Prof. Vivian Dela Cruz, thank you so much for granting our request for you to be our resource speaker. To Ma’am Magda…Ma’am, no words can express how blessed I am to have you by my side every time. You served as my second mother. Mr. Joshua Tamondong, thanks for being my side-kick and for taking the responsibility whenever I am not around. My co-officers, now that you were inducted for the second time, I hope that we truly uphold the trust and responsibility that they have entailed upon us, “hanggang sa wakas.” The Foundation Week is about to start, I hope I can count on you until the end. To my better half, thank you for being patient with me and for making me feel better after a long day of work.

In behalf of Dr. Virginia Nisperos, Dean of the College of Liberal Arts and chairman of the board, I want to take this opportunity to thank the debaters and coaches of every college, for your presence in gracing this event. And I just want to share Joseph Joubert’s view: “It is better to debate a question without settling it, than to settle a question without debating it.” I am wishing and praying for the success of everyone in the upcoming Intercollegiate Debate Competition. Again, thank you and Mabuhay! God bless us all!

Yes, I was the university’s Debate Society President – one of the blessings/challenge I have received from above. One day, you’ll see historic notes being posted all here.


by: Samantha C. De Guzman