Monday, January 25, 2010

Business: My Chosen Field

We are now starting the preliminary steps for term paper writing, about the specific topic with its thesis statement.  In the past two weeks, each of us was asked to choose a specific topic in relation with our field.  As belonging to the College of Business Administration and Accountancy, my topic should be about business or just something about accountancy.

Scanning through my books in my major accountacy subjects, the Basic Accounting and Partnership and Corporation by Win Ballada, I came up with my final specific topic: The difference between partnership and corporation forms of business.  Since I am still in my first year, I am  not yet exposed to how the business world works.  That is why I selected a topic of which I have known and studied.  We were also advised by Ma'am Lynnie to have a topic that is familiar and of our interest.  One cannot write well if he doesn't like the topic to be discussed.

The reason that I preferred this topic because I want to know more about the difference of these two forms of business.  I want to read more about their variations from different sources and authors.  Though some authors have similar explanations about the differences, they still vary in a likely manner.  A few might have such differences that are not found in the others.

I spent time in the library looking for my possible sources.  Luckily, I found eleven books published by different authors.  I also tried browsing for online sources and I got three.  Yet, I still need more sources because the more sources I got, the better I can distinguish partnership from corporation and vice versa.  I just hope that this is going to be an interesting research.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Asking for a Consideration



We were done with our prelim exam in English 2 for the second semester.  But unfortunately, some of us were not able to finish the exam because it was time pressured.  We started at about 11 o’clock so there’s only one hour left. 
The part that I haven’t finished was in the “Writing a composition” in Test IV.  I was asking the proctor to give us more time.  But he reasoned out that the next class will be using the room.  So even if we’re unfinished answering, he would still be collecting it.  I made a suggestion to look for another room vacant or we can have it outside with him if there’s no other choice.  It was almost 12 noon when I started my composition writing.  And when the time’s up, I have only written one sentence for my composition and that’s my topic sentence.
On Thursday, the day for our prelim, Ma’am Lynnie was not around because she was busy with some works at the English Department.  Instead, she sent a proctor to conduct our preliminary exam.
I can say that the exam was not that difficult though.  Yet, it was a short of time.  After we passed our test papers, almost all of my classmates, including me, felt depressed because we didn’t have enough time to finish the exam.  However, there was a bit of relief when the proctor announced that he will ask Ma’am Lynnie to consider our lack of time.
With a feeling of optimism, I hope that there will be a consideration about our concern. Please…
Please Ma’am… (^.^)

Monday, January 11, 2010

How's My Vocabulary?

This week welcomed me with a punch!

Ma’am Lynnie introduced to the class a collection of sensory words or the SENSORY WORD BINS.  Yup! They are words that express the senses of normal human beings such as taste, smell, sound, sight, and touch.

I think the purpose of that was to check on our vocabulary, especially my vocabulary.  If you’ll ask me if I am good at that, then the answer is no.  I am not really that good at words.  I easily ran out of it when I write.  Though I like to read novels, magazine and short stories, I still don’t have enough investments of words, especially those that are used to describe.

However, I encourage myself to remember the new words that I encounter every time I read.  Not just remembering it but also knowing what it means.


PS:  I should improve my vocabulary.

My First Experience



As the ship arrived at the middle of the coastal waters of Siasi, Sulu, I was overwhelmed by the beautiful view all over the place.  The vastness of the blue sea was filled with gleaming clear waters that surround the two opposite mountains of the east and west.  The surface of the twin mountains was covered by green forest lush which was getting darker in color as dusk approached the sky.  A combination of pink and orange clouds dominates the heavens as the sun set.

After an hour of wondering the pulchritude sceneries, the ship had finally made its way to the port of Sulu.  To my surprise, we were not to exit at the main door of the ship.  Instead, we used a rope at the side of the ship to help us go down from the first deck of the ship to the pump boat.  Thank God it was only two meters high.

That was my first time to step on a pump boat.  The boat swiftly rocked as I dropped my weight onto it.  I struggled a bit but then I was helped by the man who was maneuvering the boat.  After I and my three relatives were seated on the boat, the man turned on the motor and drove us to the place where my relatives live.

As we sailed across the sea, the damp zephyr of the waters touched my face.  It has a smell of salt and fish with it.  The breeze cooled down and I began to shiver.  The wind was cold so I decided to put my jacket on.

I felt sleepy and exhausted so I leaned on the shoulder of my aunt.  It was been a long trip. 

Monday, December 28, 2009

My Golden Christmas!

I love christmas.  It brings back unforgettable memoirs of my childhood days.  As much as I appreciated my christmas gifts from Santa Claus when I was still in kindergarten, the feeling of joy and exitement on christmas season never vanished from my heart.  I can still remember when I played the role of Mama Mary in our school play in Kinder II.  That was such an easy role for me because I don't have a line in the script and all I have to do was to emote like I'm going to have a baby.  My teacher was very happy at our performance and she was impressed.  She hugged and kissed me on my cheeks after the small play.  Well, I guess I've done my part because I did it for the Baby Jesus Christ.

We celebrate christmas because this is when Jesus Christ was born to this world. Though we just have the date as an approximation. The reason that He came here is for the fulfillment of the purpose of the heavenly Father.  Jesus has become our Messiah and only Savior when He sacrificed His life at the cross.  He came down to give as the gift of salvation to save us from sins.  Jesus gave His own life for us sinners. 

Jesus Christ gives us the spirit of joy not only this christmas season but all throughout the year.   It is a gift.  There is peace when we have joy.  Joy results from being contented of the things we have today.  God have given us our family and friends, just enough to thank Him for that golden treasure.  Material treasures like wealth and power are nothing compared to the eternal tresures from God, knowledge, wisdom, and understanding.  The celebration of Christmas eve is not measured by how much food and presents we prepared on our tables, but rather by weighing sincere hearts of gratitude.  Even in simple dishes, we can still be joyful at our Noche Buena as long as we made Jesus Christ the center of our celebration together with our family.

We are blessed because we know Christ Jesus.  Because we received Him as our Lord and Savior, we reflect ourselves much like Him.  We tend to show campassion not just in ourselves but for others, to the people around us.  In all the circumstances and challeges that brought pain into our lives, we surpassed it becuase He was always there to strengthen us and keep us strong even if we fall. 

Christmas season is a time for giving and sharing.  We share and spread the blessings we receive from God every moment of our lives.  God gave us all of those.  He gave us hope.  And now is the right time to share and extend that LOVE to EVERYBODY.

MERRY CHRISTMAS! *o*

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

On My Way Home...

Hurray! I'm at home at last.

It was indeed a tiresome trip.  I and amie, my roommate, went home to Dipolog City together after we had the day's Misa de Gallo this Saturday.  We were almost late to the seven o'clock trip.  And it was my fault.  I haven't prepared my things last night.  I haven't put my things on my bag yet after we attended the mass.  That is why everyhting went on the rush.  Because we did not arrive early at the bus terminal, there was no seat for the two of us anymore.  But we want to travel now so that we can arrive home before the sun sets.  So we decided to sit at the center-back part of the bus where the passengers rest their feet on.

I admit that it's not that easy.  With all those bounce and bumps against my but, I was really exhausted when I reached home.  But I enjoyed our trip because we entertained ourselves by talking a lot.  There are moments when we talk in English  and by using it we laugh at ourselves.  It is because there were only two of us talking on the way and our voices were to loud.  We hushed ourselves because we may disturb those passengers asleep. 

By conversing to the English language, it did not totally annoy the other passengers. For the reason that listening to an English conversation is entertaining as much as we appreciate English people talking with it.