Happy “6th” with WordPress!

It, still, won’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 still-adulting-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 comes 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. ๐Ÿ™‚

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!

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๐Ÿ’Œ,
SAM

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โ€˜Jezโ€™ Got Real ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ

Back in the year 2014, right after my college graduation, I was called to be one of Pangasinanโ€™s delegates for the 10th National Youth Parliament under the supervision of the National Youth Commission. Four representatives from Pangasinan were selected (three from University of Luzon, and one from University of Pangasinan-PHINMA).

“The Parliament of Youth Leaders, also known as the National Youth Parliament, is a gathering of at least 200 youth leaders and youth sector representatives from all over the country who engage in a simulated legislative process where they present, discuss, and craft policy recommendations that will address pressing issues that directly affect them.

Consistent with Republic Act 8044, otherwise known as the Youth in Nation-Building Act, the Youth Parliament meets at the call of the National Youth Commission every two years.” – National Youth Commission

Our main agenda, then, was the reformation of the Sangguniang Kabataan, which, honestly, on my video resume, I didnโ€™t adhere to it at first.ย If I remember it right, I mentioned this in my previous blog post entitled, โ€œWelcome to the Days of Future Past.โ€
This was the set up: Youths were divided into committees: Committee on Health (where I belong), Committtee on Employment, Committee on Education, and Committee on Participation.

When Kim, Ate Dawn, and I arrived at the Manila Grand Opera Hotel, we stayed in the hotel room before we head on to the Ambassadors’ Hall for the Preliminaries. By the way, this hotel played huge roles in Philippines’ historyย [the location of the inauguration of the members of the First Philippine Assembly in 1907], and I believe, since May is Heritage Month, the National Youth Commission decided to convene the youth there. And this is where Jez and I met, in the most unexpected and awkward situation.

Okay. Let’s go back to when we had just arrived. Later that night, after the Preliminaries, somebody’s knocking on our door. I opened it and to my surprise, a man and a lady with backpacks, said “Hi”. Then, the lady asked if there’s a space for her. Before answering, I looked at Ate Dawn and Kim who were, also, astonished by the fact that we’d not be, exclusively, using the room as we need to share it with a fellow. Later on, I opened the door for her. She asked the crew to provide her with an extra bed. And so the story starts there, but it doesn’t end…little did I know, when I opened the door, I was coined by her and her boyfriend as โ€œang babaeng galit saย mundo” because of my facial expression, then. ๐Ÿ˜‚โœŒ๐Ÿป

This lady was named as Jezrel Olaer, a delegate from Davao City, part of the Committee on Employment, and now a licensed Customs Broker. We had built an amazing friendship in the most extraordinary ways. Thanks to technology. This friendship was made possible despite our geographical distance. For three years, we shared each other’s lives and with and through God’s grace, we, finally, saw each other, again.
Truth be told, I had a planned trip in Davao but it didn’t push through because of an unforeseeable event. But God’s timing and ways are perfect! If I wasn’t able to go to Davao, Jez was scheduled for a Pangasinan trip. So, here we are. Tea sesh with her after she met my parents.ย *Butterflies all around my stomach* I had to admit I almost cried when I hugged her. It’s been three long years!

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This woman is, extremely, humble, sweet, and generous! Whenever I asked her questions answerable by “YES” or “NO”, she would answer me, “Opo” even if we are of the same age. Also, she had spoiled me with an abundant amount Davao delights (Durian candy, Durian Yema, Durian Pastillas, Durian Piaya because the real fruit is prohibited in airports, Mangosteen Candy, and Ube Candy). Aren’t they all sweet? She, also, included Taiwanese teas and key chain. As a support to my studying Law, she gave me a cute notebook, pens, and coloring book from Miniso. “I have to do some de-stressing,” she said. Oh, how sweet and supportive you are to my Law schooling, Jez! Thank you.

I have proven how disciplined people from Davao are. While she was ordering our teas, she, unconsciously, put her one thousand peso bill on top of the table just beside us. So I said, “Wow, Jez! Dyan mo lang talaga ilalagay?” Then, she said, “Sorry.” That’s not just it. Even after my instruction that Pangasinan is different from Davao, that in the former, you have to hold your wallet or even grocery bags all the time, she, used to put her wallet beside her where others could sit. When I noticed it, she laughed and said, “Sorry.” You see how normal it is for Davaoeรฑos to leave their stuffs without fear of being robbed? It’s a lesson for me, for us, for every city in Philippines!

 

Thanks be to God because I found such a rare opportunity to meet good people. National Youth Commission, I commend you, too, for bringing youths to participate in policy-making as a tool to national development, and for making youths from across the archipelago friends for life! ๐Ÿ™‚

Like I said, I’ll see you, soon, Jez. XOXOXO

๐Ÿ’Œ,

SAM

13th of June: THOUGHTS ON LABOR ๐Ÿ“โš“๏ธ

“Let me not be understood as saying that there are no bad laws, or that grievances may not arise for the redress of which no legal provisions have been made. I mean to say no such thing. But I do mean to say that although bad laws, if they exist, should be repealed as soon as possible, still, while they continue in force, for the sake of example they should be religiously observed.” – ABRAHAM LINCOLN, Address at Springfield, Illinois (1837)

I found myself re-opening C.A. Azucena, Jr.’s annotation on the Labor Code, 2013 Edition. Truth be told, I am not a fan of reviewers (although I’m on my fourth year now because our subjects are, mainly, reviews). I find consolation with my good, old annotated-books, no matter how sacredly thick they were. It’s where I can both dream and plan with the author, and learn and decide the logic or reality. For reviewers are, usually, excerpts of stories. You’re barely providing yourself the full consumption you need. In short, you’re not getting what you’re paying for – learning and experience. Experience, because discussions are displayed in a clear context in annotations, whereas in reviewers, they are not.

The abovequoted line from Lincoln shot me by the heart. I, really, like perusing pages of Azucena’s work before the preliminary title of the Code. They were outsourced from both life and law. Sometimes, these two interchange, eh?

Hello, senior Law school! Please be guided with these kinds of quotations. They’re, outrageously, informative! ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป

๐Ÿ’Œ,
SAM

A Humble Confidence

Do you have that inner passion to try something new? Come on. Ask for God’s guidance. He will give it!

Dahil naniniwala ako na ang lahat ng bagay ay natututunan. At lahat ng bagay ay nagmula sa Panginoon, walang bagay ang hindi ko kayang gawin.” ๐Ÿ˜Š


Here’s my second attempt to pencil-sketch a portrait. Truth be told, I thought sketching was not for me. As a child and until I reach the age of maturity, sketching has never crossed my mind. For I had conclusive presumption that this a NATURAL-BORN SKILL. Artists seem to stroke, effortlessly, and maybe, I couldn’t do it.

Summer 2016 ๐ŸŽธ. I asked God to teach me guitar. After a boon if giving me one, I learned the basics. So I can now play and sing songs. Honestly, I made a promise that I would dare not try guitar because as they say, “Masakit sa kamay ang gitara. Nakaka-kalyo (Playing guitar is painful to the hand. You can grow calluses).” But I dismissed these comments and tried.

Early 2017 ๐ŸŽจ. I became interested with watercolor painting. When I started mixing colors and applied them on the canvas, I just couldn’t stop to taste the goodness of the Lord!

The thing is, all the impossible things I once believed I could not do, I can now. And all these things came from Him. ๐Ÿ™‚ It’s just a balance between confidence and humility. As Peter Chin wrote, “I CAN BE CONFIDENT BECAUSE GOD HAS QUALIFIED ME, BUT I REMAIN HUMBLE BECAUSE I KNOW THAT THE WORK FOR HE’S QUALIFIED ME IS NOT MY OWN. IT’S HIS!”

Let us discover more of the talents and skills we can learn!

๐Ÿ’Œ,
SAM

Elf-ing and Eat-ing

I have been frequently having “late uploads” everywhere. Reason? Well, planned activities are unpredictable. Things have to fall to the right timing to play their perfect rhythm.

Tonight’s blog mirrors a sudden, unplanned date with my Law buddy, Ate Raquel. She had to meet me for a footwear, yes. And since it was Christmas, of course, police officers enjoyed their pay, too! This was a share of the blessing. ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜

Tartan Cafรฉ is located at Brgy. Poblacion, Binmaley, Pangasinan. It’s a solitary place to catch up with your distant friends, HS and college buddies!

There’s an array of choices from hot to cold drinks.

I like how this photo depicted a frosty atmosphere outside, when, in fact, it wasn’t.

Throw pillows. If you plan to get serious with your “chika” and you accidentally hit your buddy.

Hey there, Elf!

My first slice of caarrot cake, I supposed.

Nachos at Tartan Cafรฉ is crunchy and tasty!

Green Macha Frappe.

The flatlay of our orders.

During our stay, we talked most of how we were braving Wills and Succession. ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ฑ

It didn’t show but we relinquished this moment of spending time together without Law matters clouding up our minds.

We stated for two (2) hours or so.


The Sweet Police Officer who does not give a second thought to cosmetics or selfies! I love you, Ate! Thank you for being my confidantรฉ in this oh-so-ruthless-and-deceiving-world! ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ‘ฏ

More posts, soon.

๐Ÿ’Œ,
SAM

Why Not?

You dream of becoming an astronaut? ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿš€Go, because WHY NOT? You want to be a lawyer? ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๏ธGo, because WHY NOT? You want to be a public servant? ๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐ŸปGo, because WHY NOT?
Let us not be defined by how people see us. After all, their vision and opinion would not matter when we go around flying with zero gravity, defend a thousand people with ease, and serve our hometown 24/7. Nothing we do is ever useless for the Lord! (1 Corinthians 15:58).


Ilford HP5 / Why Not

๐Ÿ’Œ,
SAM

Farther

More phenomena float in the ocean of suburban existence; more feuds pirouette at the galaxy of contemplation; and more unearthing revelations beyond the core of truth. How far will you go?

We all are impelled by different forces to conjure up ourselves. Generally, every person’s speech comprises of the usual words he hears or the tedious thoughts he encumbers every time. In some instances, one could possibly say what he wants to hear from someone or the least liked thing from the latter. What about you? What motivates you? This is more than a psychology-related write-up because I am not a psychologist. I am Samantha C. De Guzman.

Manifestations of the humankind also differ: beliefs are affected strongly by childhood cache of fears, intuitions, dreams, success or failure, and some other sentiments stocked through the hippocampus – the connections between neurons associated with memory. Let me take religious belief as an example. One can say that God is dead based on how he viewed a supreme being during childhood. Family plays a large role in defying a child’s intuitions as the former was his first teacher, the home his first school. Indubitably, a person could claim that God is not existing based on the cargo of millstones he has from the very beginning until this moment that no one seems to listen. Taking an atheist point of view, God is dead because no one can prove that He exists. A fallacy, isn’t it? You know a reasonable mind has a lot to prove than a shallow mind with nothing to disprove.

I taught Logic as part of every college student’s curriculum, a branch of Philosophy. And more than I could ever surmise, I enjoyed it! The struggles of teaching and learning while students learn more from you is the biggest premium than an educator could have apart from his impressive salary (Well, not for me. My salary is less than my daily needs). Applying both formal and material logic, I asked my students to distinguish between the truth and falsity of propositions, and let them prove or rebut to the class why or so. Debates were also applauded so you see great minds metamorphose into millennial personas fighting against the status quo.

Do you pick out now how vast and stupefying the human mind is? *speechless*

Let me get my idea straight now. As far as I am concern, I write when my mind flows like a river liberally sustaining the sea. When drought comes, you could not force me to dive with the ebb of typing. AM I REALLY STOPPING THE BEATING AROUND THE BUSH? SORRY. My motivation did not come from hatred or pain. It also did not originate from my own grace for it wholly came from a spirit so great that not even a human mind can probe: Holy Spirit. Honestly, it has been a while that I couldn’t get thoughts straight here. Most of my posts were solely illustrative probably waiting for another river to devour the waters of grace. So here I am now, the Spirit writing to you…

Beyond my arbitration, I surrendered to HIM, the Alpha and the Omega. Yes, I was exposed to brilliant ideas of great minds but the latter did not move my perplexity towards the Omnipotence and Omniscience of the Creator. Most, if not everything, yet, about me changed when I met HIM. All days are struggles, and ย every second is a sacrifice. I gave the fight of arguing to prove that I am right; I succumbed to the undeniable fact that a human is prone to mistakes, and as far as you keep on faltering, the more you forgive others’ debt. Life with HIM is not easy, but it is worthy.

I ache to know HIM more in my life, veritably. If tears and wounds are all I have, I would take them all to HIM and use them for HIS Greater Glory! I was supposed to be a slave, but through his mighty humility, we are all made his friends through His son. Are not lords supposed to be served? But He was made known here and dwelt among us to serve us. Sweet? No. Beyond explanation.

When your motivation comes from above, things may not yet transpire, perfectly, but they will and even more than your uphill battles. In contrast, when a thing, person or idea is your anchor of inclination, things may come to pass in fast-paced…yet, in the same manner, they would elapse in a split second. Or, more frustratingly, when they did not go as planned, would cause us too much burden to bear. See? When your source of hope is above you, He can bless you and shower you compared to a fountain leveled the same with you or below you. What could possibly be the result? Chaos.

In my previous posts, I coined myself as HIS Defendant. And as long as He wants me to achieve this mission, I would serve Him and fulfill my life’s purpose in this world: to offer my life to HIM and to others. Besides, it was all I could offer and if it was your everything, wasn’t it more worthy than anything?

“To the one who had much, nothing was in excess; to the one who had little, nothing was lacking.” (2 Corinthians 8:15)

This blog is by HIM and for HIM!

So what force motivates you? Comment below. Thanks!

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)