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Tuesday, February 28, 2006




I like to watch parents -- especially fathers -- interact with their young children. I suddenly become happy whenever I see an affectionate father play with his children and patiently answer curious questions. There is just something very moving about a man tempering his strength and lowering himself to interact with a child at the child's level.

It has recently occurred to me that, in choosing a life partner, not only am I choosing a mate for myself, but also a father for any future children I might have. Even more reason to choose carefully, then ;)

The interesting thing about the Bible is that there are many instances where the values of the father were not passed on to the child, like on the case of Samuel and King David. I don't know whether all this can be blamed on bad parenting. After all, there are parents who try everything and do everything right and yet nothing seems to work. At the same time, I believe that parents are tremendously influential in a child's life and that good parenting makes a difference. So I don't know.

If you were to ask me how my parents managed to pass their values & beliefs down to me, I'd tell you I have no idea. I suppose watching them practice what they preach and seeing them hold on to their faith throughout the years has rubbed off on me. I remember, as a little child, whenever I felt afraid of ghosts, I'd run to my parents' and they would assure me that Jesus and angels are looking after me. I dont know why but this always left me feeling safe and comforted.

I've also always known that Mama is a woman of prayer, and have often felt that I am who & where I am today largely due to her unceasing prayers. Papa,also a man of prayer, has always modelled integrity to me. He's always stood up for what he believes is right and refused to compromise, even when compromise would be easier, more convenient, or would earn him more money. I really respect Papa for that.

For the past years, some stuff happened and I realised how very caring and selfless my parents are even under their sometimes rather stern-looking exterior. I'm aware that they have helped many people quietly without ever dreaming of recognition or reward. Papa and Mama have always been like a rock, someone who's always there, someone you can always rely on. I've watched, over the years, how a friend would call them, and they would immediately respond and offer whatever help they can.

I guess it's true what they say, that some things are caught and not taught. Mama & Papa have always preached more by action than by words, I think. They're two of the most consistent people I know. i love them more than anyone else in this world. :)


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somebody recently asked me:

"If you could be extremely beautiful, extremely rich or extremely intelligent, which would you choose? (Note that whichever you qualities you don't choose would be granted to you anyway, but in lesser degrees.)"

my answer?

Extremely intelligent coz that's intrinsic. You can manufacture beauty and gain wealth, but you can't create intelligence where there's none. :p


4:18 PM





Thursday, February 23, 2006


class survey

1. pnaka maingay?
[aac] ate faidah (napaka talkative.. haha)
[gac] hassanal (isa ring napaka talkative.. hahahaha!)

2.Eh pinaka heartthrob?
[aac] henry (muse daw siya.. errr)
[gac] erwin (ganda ganda! hahaha)

3. pinaka vain?
[aac] carmela and jen (sexy!)
[gac] sarah and sweet (the tandem! haha!)

4. pinaka tahimik?
[aac] dino and mommy lysa (UUUUYYYYY!!! Hahahaha! peace out!)
[gac] javu and sheryl (sobra sila sa katahimikan.. as in sobra.. sobra! hahaha!)

5. Magaling kumanta?
[aac] ako.. hahaha! joking.. nica (although i haven't really heard her sing pa)
[gac] ako ulit.. haha! for me, si sweet

6. magaling sumayaw?
[aac] trish and part
[gac] trish and ge

7. malusog?
[aac] zachary.. (taba! hahaha!)
[gac] monet.. (mataba rin)

8. mataray?
[aac] ako daw
[gac] ako ulit

9. pinaka masipag mag-aral?
[aac] arjay (well..)
[gac] wein (go papa wein! hehehe)

10. fashionista?
[aac] jen (akin na mga accessories mo jen.. hehe)
[gac] sheryl (isa rin 'to.. shoe addict)

11. May pnaka maliit na bag?
[aac] mga lalake sa classroom.. daig pa ako. hahaha
[gac] dont know

12. mahilig tumawa?
[aac] ako (hahahahahahhaha!)
[gac] ako ulit (hahahahhahahahhahah! o db? mahilig ako tumawa..hehe )

13. Laging absent?
[aac] rocky
[gac] jackie (perfect attendance award)

14. maputi?
[aac] henry (go muse! haha!)
[gac] leo (tikoy ko!)

15. favorite ng mga teachers?
[aac] carlo (sorry!! kilabot ng mga prof. hahahahahhaha!)
[gac] jr?

16. matangkad?
[aac] donnie (kawayan eh..)
[gac] ralph (whhooo!! hahaha)

17. maliit?
[aac] pat
[gac] monet

18. nakakatawa?
[aac] marami sila
[gac] erwin (ang pinaka magandang balat sa lupa.. hahaha! linya nya yan eh. haha)

19. pinaka close sayo?
[aac] jonathan, donabel, mommy lysa and all of her children.. dami nun! hahaha
[gac] erwin, ramch, wyona

20. pinaka magaling sa math?
[aac] rjadz, ben, ate faidah, donnie
[gac] ben (nice joe! hahaha)

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miss my nephew.. :(




4:39 PM





Saturday, February 18, 2006


random pics of boredom


crying ladies.. err jen?! crying ba yan? heheheh


freaky eyes... look oh! ang laki ng mata ko.. ahihi!


presenting: mr pogi 2011- jen.. hehehe! luv yah jen! :)


The best blush to use is laughter: It put roses in your cheeks and in your soul.


THE MANY FACES OF BOREDOM..

starring:
golda argel
"mommy" alyssa bassig
jen santos




1. kilig-daw-kami look
2. errrmmm.. i dunno.. hahahaha!
3. killer smile look (har har har)
4. mommy lysa's trying to show off her cheekbones.. hahaha!
5. the deaf, the i-dont-know-how-you-call-it look, and the mute
6. surprise surprise!
7. seryoso po kami (except si jen) hahaha
8. aawwwww! we love you mommy lysa!
9. ang pogi namin noh? har har har!
10. balloon faces
11. scary eyes
12. may nalilimos palang nakangiti! pasaway talaga si jen. hahahaha!


12:40 PM





Friday, February 17, 2006




HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO :
MY BEATIFUL SISTER, CZARINA MATHILDA
and
MY DEAREST FRIEND, MA. TERESITA ANGELICA a.k.a CHIQUI

love you both! :)

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yehey! pictures ulit.. (thanks mommy lysa!) :)




1. picture muna bago dumating si sleeping pills (theo prof).. hehehe
2. me, mommy lysa, and zach
3. me and mommy lysa.. prinoproblema ata nya kung san siya kukuha ng pagkain para sa kanyang mga anak.. hehehehe! :)
4. si jonathan, may tampo skn.. huhuhu! hehe
5. jonathan and i. ganda ni jonats.. hihihihi!
6. with rjadzper,seatmate ko pag alphabetically arranged.. kung anu-ano na naimbento namin na game para lang hindi makatulog pag theology.. hahahaha
7. laica, donabel, and i..
8. ako.. bangag! hahaha! concert ata yan noon... not sure


10:34 PM





Monday, February 13, 2006


2nd SEMESTER PICS

christmas party... kainan na!! hahaha! carlo's look in this pic is classic! hahaha!


mga rason ng stampede sa san beda.. hehehe! that day, sumayaw ulit ako after how many years (since the last time i remember dancing in public was way back 2nd year), for the sake of having a high grade in pe.. har har har! with jonathan, donabel, ralph and pat


pinipilit pagkasyahin ang mga mukha sa frame ng cam.. tsk tsk tsk.. hahaha! from left, tricia, nica, me, pat, jonathan, rjadzper


during our immersion in rizal... the class, getting ready for the mud crawl.. kahit putik putik na, may poise parin si jonathan... hehehehe!


the first ever class pic with our "beautiful" adviser, mr. matitu


bus papuntang rizal for our immersion.. hanapin nyo ko.. hehe


frolics ulit.. obviously, i look tired kasi ang tagal mag start ng procession.. with rjadzper and marieflor


2005 pa 'to... jonathan. me. mommy lysa. jen. tricia. rjadzper


1aac class officers.. again, with our adviser


5:03 PM





Sunday, February 12, 2006


finally, an update... i'll post muna my current thoughts, next nalang ung updates about me.. hehehe

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once upon a time, in a galaxy far far away...

uhmmm.. this is not star wars, hehe.

there was a little boy who was very sheltered and spoiled, so when he grew up he still knew nothing about the world outside and did not know that he could never get everything he wants in life.

one day, he met a girl and and soon enough, they became close with each other.

the girl thought he was nice,and wanted him to become her friend. little did she know that the boy had other plans.

he started doing things that he thought would impress her- dance for her, sing for her, invite her out for dinner and movies, tell her she makes him happy, etc. the boy thought that the girl, in return liked him and misinterpreted all the kindness the girl showed her, despite him knowing, that the girl was naturally kind to all.

slowly, the girl started to realize the boy's real motives. she was overwhelmed but at the same time, she knew she couldn't return the same feeling so just like friendships ruined by one falling for the other, theirs had become an uncomfortable one after she told him to stop.

the boy was probably afraid to admit defeat and well, he happend to be a proud little man; after all, women were always after him. so, he told the girl he wanted nothing but friendship. nothing else but that. he claimed he did not want to have a relationship with her and was not courting her. he blamed the girl for assuming too much, that's why their friendship was ruined.

so now, the boy goes on hating the girl- just because he was turned down.

the end.

moral of the story: just because the one you like doesn't like you back means you have to be bitter.. be a man, be a sport.

being immature will not make things work and sour-graping will only make you miserable.


hep hep! horray!! ;P


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UNREQUITED LOVE


when we fall in love, we fall real hard. We do anything to win our loved one's heart .We accept the pain and smile even though we're dying inside. We wish, we hope, we long,we wait. But sometimes, the wait is too long that we begin to wonder if our time is worth the wait, or if there's really something to wait for to begin with. And then it hits us.

While the brave and luckier ones have their whole lives to spend with the ones they truly love, there are those whose relationships that once worked out well, just fail. And unfortunates as that may sound, they are still to be considered lucky, for while their relationships have turned sour, at least they were able to feel it, to be in it. Even more unfortunate are those who wait, wait, wait, wait, and wait, yet their stories never start.

These people end up wondering what could have been had they done the other choice, and then they start asking, in the first place, what was the other choice that could equally make them happy? was there any, really?

SOmetimes, things are just exactly the way it seems. There's nothing more than his/ her eyes staring at you, there' nothing more than his/her hand holding you, there's nothing more than his/her sweet words consoling you. Really, there's nothing greater than friendship that s/he can offer.

Yet you decide to go on believing that a miracle will happen. You decide to daydream until your face can no longer hold your plastered smile, then you snap back to the real world and as if you were back to step one, you can hardly accept the truth. You cannot gracefully admit the s/he's not yours, and may never be. You insist that you have chemistry. You firmly believe that you can only feel that strongly for him/ her and just the same,s/he will never find a greater relationship with anyone but you.

But sometimes, fate can be harsh. So many people have said it's a matter of our choice. So many people have claimed that we can reverse our fate. But hasn't it also been evident that it's not always the case? Hasn't it been proven that sometimes, we have no choice, or rather, what we have are unrealistic choices?

We do not really have to argue with the fact that sometimes, no matter how much you try to make things happen, no matter how many chances you try to grab, no matter how much you try to win, things will not be the way you want them to. Not becaue you are wrong for wishing,hoping,longing and waiting, but because in reality, it's only you making the story, trying to end it happily. In reality, you're the only one playing the game, hoping s/he would join someday.

And in reality, there was never really someone else in your life, but your own mind playing a prank you have yet to accept.


8:26 PM







Golda Margareth Argel
November 13, 1988
Scorpio

It's stupid, actually, the process of describing oneself, because the ones whom you can describe yourself well to are often the ones who already know you. Anwyay. I'm a living paradox. I would like to have as many close friends as possible but sometimes, my hesitation to approach people gets the better of me. I love life and everything about it. I know what I want and I'm happy with what I have and I can't ask for anything more. My self-description above just proves how mixed up the properties of my brain's hippocampus and parietal lobe are, so just get to know me if you don't.


yahoo id: i_am_golda



Golda dreams of:

  • traveling around the world
  • graduating college with honors
  • becoming rich minus the corruption
  • inventing something that's really useful
  • becoming either a CPA lawyer, ambassadress, dentist, or business tycoon
  • speaking french and spanish fluently
  • owning an island
  • knowing how to play at least 6 musical instruments
  • owning a mall

    Golda loves:

    sleep. blueberry cheesecake. carrot cake. ice cream. adventures. magazines and books. cheap thrills. computers. internet. creative stuff. desserts. family gatherings. fashion. food. foreign languages. freedom. fruitshakes. massages. movies. music. nature. basketball. tennis. sour gummy worms. thinking. stars. sleepovers.

    Golda hates:

    cigarettes. politics. corruption. being broke. crowded places. discrimination. drugs. expensive items with poor quality. fairweathered friends. gossips. late people. insensitive people. action movies. novelty songs. overconfidence. roaches. rats. superiority. unethical people. sleepless nights. kris aquino. showbiz controversies.






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