<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995647607049330530</id><updated>2012-01-01T13:32:11.109+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='only one'/><category term='banat'/><category term='Poll'/><title type='text'>My Site, Your PASSION!</title><subtitle type='html'>There's NO ONE as UNIQUE as this Site is...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-uniquez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1995647607049330530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-uniquez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JA Rmand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191896562231602636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcGd-1KgR3s/ToXXwwXpXgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/DthOlrfS4zg/s220/303018_294559500559287_100000157172494_1367084_1501025971_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1995647607049330530.post-361644469255393419</id><published>2011-10-04T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:02:59.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='only one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banat'/><title type='text'>Banat Ko sa Only One Ko (Ako ang pusa siyempre kahit pusa siyang maituturing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;BANAT NG PUSA SA DAGA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; "&lt;i&gt;Kahit kailan, hinding-hindi ako mapapagod habulin at hanap-hanapin ka. 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I already forgot some things that are not too important for me and too old and surely because I’m quite young for that age to remind such memories of mine when I was in my childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that the things I can reminisce is that when I’m almost about three years old; I definitely bring to mind such people around me and the happenings throughout my young days here in Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to use something along with you my life by discoursing these all about my background by inception here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the family of Negrite, that’s my origin, they named me John Armand Arandela Negrite which means the name &lt;b&gt;John&lt;/b&gt; is from the Bible who baptized Jesus Christ and &lt;b&gt;Armand&lt;/b&gt; arise from my father, actually it is not my biological father, he’s my grandfather but he adopted me so my surname comes from him. We are three siblings of them; I am the youngest of all. I have one brother which is the eldest and followed by my sister which is my true mother. Oh, I forgot to mention, my grandfather’s name is Amando Reyes Negrite, he is now a retired Engineer Manager from Nestlé Cabuyao, Philippines and to my grandmother is Olimpia Labso Arandela Negrite, she is formerly a teacher of elementary from Manila. I will also acquaint to you my brother; he is Ben-Hur A. Negrite and he had now a business and my sister, also my mother, Janette Arandela Negrite Pakingan. Now she has next of kin named, Bayani Dasco Pakingan and I have two siblings from them; their names are Jayzen and Barry, my sister and my young brother, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seventeen years old right now and I was born on February 14, 1993 at Muntinlupa City, in the time of four in the morning and I am delivered as normal child, in addition I’m an Aquarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was baptized on May 1, 1993, I had seven godfather and seven godmother but now I don’t see that they had care for me for now, certainly the reason that is we are too far from them and we had no communication also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first dispute that they told me that these parents I familiarize is not my biological parents but still they love and give affection for me. My true father resides at San Pedro, Laguna and I don’t know something about him, but in spite of everything I pray to God that someday we will have a bonding time between us.&lt;br /&gt;When I was almost three years old, I use to play with myself only; I have no playmates because I am only inside our house… playing with the toys given by my parents and other relatives, friends or such as my godparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very discreet and timid too, that even I didn’t chatter around for an hour, that’s my nature when it comes while I’m playing or watching television in my room.&lt;br /&gt;I always take along my toys in our lounge so I will have a big space for my rec room, because my room is deficient for the stuffs I play; I remember the three sacks of toys which is given to Jollibee seeing that my chamber is crammed of my playthings. I reacted to my parents of why will they take off my playthings and give it in Jollibee, they answered me, “It’s because you had numerous toys and others don’t have any yet, let us give them the opportunity to experience their childhood days with some playthings in their little hands,” and I grasp it easily.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it because several children will receive the spirit of Christmas as promptly as it, they will have their packages before the commemoration of Jesus Christ and I think that they will be happy if they can have at least one; for me the giving of those particular kind items is not my precedence, I don’t give interest about it, just so that I’m merely cogitate of what’s my next scheme for amusing myself with my toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I propose for everyday which toys are my desire for that day, I am fussy every day, I want everyday my stuffs are in different manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer for the toy named LEGO&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt; because I like to build any structure I see from what I experience, like in watching television, going in some locality and images in the book I open and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granny is always accompanying me after my take off at breast feed in my mother, because my mother took a job and she always at work and the night serves her for being mother for me by caring me throughout the night, but I’m already asleep at that time when she go to her office, that’s why I never caught her in the morning. My grandma always tells me that my mother is working because it is for my own welfare and I work out on it undemanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my grandma had a work on selling properties, she always go together with me, when she will go to her work she always bring me and let me to explore the things around what I see. We go to different places like in hotels, that they employ for meeting place, restaurants, parks and other places which is linked to their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my grandpa had a work at Nestlé he often go along with me in Saturdays and Sundays, he brings me to Cabuyao or if we had so much time, our family will go to mall, a resort any place which will we enjoy, but the most favorable is we go to Cabuyao, me with him. He brings me to Cabuyao for letting me to know and play with my cousins and other relatives. I had so much fun when we go there, I play with them and go everywhere and there and make some stories which makes us laugh and scare. I play their toy cars and ride on my bike and we race through the end of every nooks of the subdivision and of course we play our favorite game before the sleeping time, the &lt;i&gt;Hide and Seek&lt;/i&gt;, we scare each other in order to bring each of us in our burrows. I wonder that my gramps helps me to take advantage of my social development by bringing me to the people and hang out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother or my uncle is the one who makes me stronger and braver. I didn’t notice and think that the making fun of me makes me get better in managing my weaknesses, even though he didn’t perceive about that he helps me through that way, I’m pretty sure that his intent on his mind is to make fun of me only not the other part, but in existent, it creates a partly good of developing in a child, thanks to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my mother, also my sister; it seems that we had no enough time to bond with each other, so that’s why I’m arctic at her; I don’t even love her so much than the love I give to my granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that even she is not beside me at those days I understand that she also cares and loves me. This woman is very considerate to me, that even her personal things I broke isn’t go to her attention; instead she always gives me pardon and gives me a lot of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m in my first level of studying, it is Nursery; I had only two classmates and their both girls. I am shy because of I’m the only boy in the classroom and also my teacher is also a female. But when the days goes by I adapted to that environment, we had so much fun in everyday we go to school, we only think of play, play and play. That was my memories during my first encounter or undergo through my first level of learning and it was to develop my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already had our different schools after that school year, I didn’t know about what happen on them after our recognition, but still I had so much fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next school I enter is Infant Jesus Montessori Center, here I see a lot of students and I feel that this environment is too fragile to handle for me, that I’m too shy again that even I would not rather to have friends yet anymore because when I see them, playing around and around I thought that they were very mischievous, the thing that annoys me is when my playmate becomes very unruly and always fond of mischief behaviors. When the weeks past, I already adapted again to my surroundings, this is where I meet my new friends which is now, boys, even we are a couple of students with such boys that are very boastful even they are too young and girls that are very noisy and spoiled brats, I don’t care about them, I only give attention to my friends which is my neighbors too, they are very friendly to me, they’re generous and they have affection for me also. If we don’t have class, one of the houses of our friends is reserved to have gathering and it is only a simple play of the children, we strew around those toys and make play on them, after that gathering we had our simple snacks and beverages so we are not hungry if we go back to our homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrive at my second grade in grade school, I wonder that I improve my communications skills between my classmates, we had the so-called telebabad in our houses, and we get each other the phone numbers of our classmates to have some fun with conversation with others. My classmates are captivated with these new modern games; we even don’t anymore play the Filipino games, instead we play in computer, play station, video machines and the other gadgets and game stuffs we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost end of November when we took up in Quezon, because we are moving there and my grandparents wants to relax from their jobs, so they get a property from there and we go there before December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this feeling of being lack of confidence when I go to this another school, actually it is public and it is my first experience to a public school, I wonder how it goes to a school that is full of jobs like a helper of the school. I ask my grandpa, “Is there any school service that will take me through the school, what are the odd jobs for me to do there in school?”, then my grandpa replied with hilarious thoughts, “You can ride with a carabao and your task there is to be like a farmer”, I understand it because they explain to me that this place is a province, full of plants, coconut trees, root crops, farms, animals, rice fields, seas, rivers and anything that we can see in a typical province here in Philippines. That day when we arrive at Quezon, I was confused that I asked them, “What’s the name of this province?” they answered me “Quezon”, I asked again, “What is the name of this place?” they answered me again “Quezon” and they explain to me what it is all about and after that I understand it, thanks for my brain, that all of this hard to analyze is easily solved when they explain it to me by gradually discussing it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had now my school here in Barangay Cometa, Quezon, Quezon named Cometa Elementary School; it was a child friendly school that even it has so many naughty pupils in it, and it the pupils were very nice too. I expect that the pupils here were at their well-groomed uniforms but it isn’t like that way. I suddenly being feel outcast there, when I see those wearing only slippers and the others are in their informal outfits like wearing colored shirts instead of plain white. After that class my grandma elucidate to me this condition of these children, that they were come from simple families, unlike us we have a little higher of living than them. After almost three months I celebrate my 8th birthday, we gather it in our classroom, but it is not to extravagant like the past birthdays I had, my classmates were happy because they were in a party, they will have foods, snacks and beverages, still in their minds they only want to eat not want to celebrate with me on my birthday, the fact that they are young ones that are needed to have food and especially parents, with shelter, clothing and other necessary things that people would live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living there in the island is boring for me, I had no friends in my neighbors yet, I only have it when I go to school. I often invite some of my classmates to our house to have some fun with my toys and if I’m in the mood of generous, I gave them my non-favorable playthings and they are happy if they are given so they come back for more, and still on other days to come they are not hoping for this toys I had, instead their intention is for to be my friend, that’s why in the past few weeks I am delighted that they were becoming handy at me, even others are teasing me but still I don’t care about it, I don’t give precedence for that anymore because I already insusceptible about that. My studies are better than before, when I was in private I have many competitors, here I had few of them but still they’re hard to beat and I hoped on that time for the top position at the end of the grade school, perhaps I ca n be that pupil for that honor roll, but still I didn’t come to that rank even in one chance, even in any quarter of the school year, how sad... but still I work on and tried on for aiming for that position, study hard, read books and experience the things I’ve never encountered on; I go to conference, quiz bees and a lot more. I told to myself even if I’m not at that place still I’m on that top for my family and for myself, I think that these experiences I undergo is a good one, rather than having it. I graduated from that school with awards and I’m in third place, not bad at all in the twenty-five students who graduated from that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a new path again for me to walk on, that is when I am going to high school, and I remember that I will have the chance again to have a better position. Actually, I had three schools when I’m a high school student, Fiat Lux Academe and Claremont School that is from Cavite and last, Quezon Central Institute and it is from Quezon again but it is not from Cometa it is in the town proper. I come back again to private school and all of it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first year at Fiat I had experienced to go to top ten of three sections with almost forty students in each class, but at the end of the school year I didn’t get anything from it. I enjoyed this year even without any award; I know to myself that I improve much better than in my elementary grades. In this year I hoped that I will be better in my future years to come in my life, and then my wish is granted when I’m in second year. This is a new school again to me and this is Claremont, first day of the class, I feel that I had no doubts for having friends here and I’m right, because they’re very friendly persons, surely because of that this is a religious school. In the first quarter of the school year I suddenly experience the fourth place and at the finals I ended up with this position; I also gain my skills here and experience the curricular activities. Then my third year at the QCI is quite hard for me to adjust in the degree of academics but in such curricular activities it doesn’t pay hard for me ‘cause I join the soccer club even I’m only back up player for the team. I experience to go to other places like in Naga because we are going to represent the Quezon province for this event. Eventually we didn’t won the highest place, we got only the fifth place out of six, it is too hard for me to see them experiencing hardships during the game, I don’t have the chance of having them in the play because I’m not officially registered player for that event; and after that playoff I rest from the team ‘cause I’m graduating in this year, I focus to my studies so I will have no failing grade and have much better marks but I didn’t succeed, I only got 14th place out of almost forty students on the third year and it was on the second quarter of it and I began to become lazy to study here because of playing computer games and these such curricular activities. Even I’m not in the honor list, my family and my relatives were very supportive to me. I graduated here with no regrets because I did my bet on managing the both aspects, the academics and curricular activities and still I managed it both wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here at Laguna I’m now at my parents and go to Don Bosco College, I expect so much to learn about from my course I take up which is Information Technology with mix of such educational teachings on it. In my first semester here, first year I can do the tasks immediately because we’re not loaded yet but these coming semesters we had struggles about it, we have something that weighs down or oppresses like a burden in our selves like loading us with thirteen subjects currently now, I think that this is only a challenge for me to manage my time and don’t waste each seconds of it for such not relevant things for us now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I have become stronger bonds than the past years; we have so many struggles that encountered like in communication with each other, financially and other possible things that can occur to a typical family like us. I don’t mind now our local government because if I will give such affection to it, surely thus become a rebel to our country; in this union I can result as a terrorist of our country, who fought for such not useful matters in our country, the reason behind that is I am short-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In such ways, I learn that every problem or challenges in our lives have also meaning to us; we would also go to it so we will be fully developed in some aspects of our character. I deal with these problems by thinking of it that these are the challenges that made by God, He shows that every problem He gave to us, have a certain solutions for it. 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