Saturday, November 9, 2013
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
Monday, October 14, 2013
Sunday, October 13, 2013
35/52
Saturday, September 28, 2013
34/52
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Friday, August 30, 2013
Monday, August 19, 2013
31/52
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books x floral sheets |
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
30/52
Fourteen
I've been on hiatus mode because of my busy schedule, we just had our quarterly exams, and I had to balance that with SC work and edit some articles for the newspaper.
Anyways, I just turned fourteen, and yes, my dad demanded the bakery to write "Beyoncé" on my cake. I didn't do much, I just went out with my best friend, Kitty after De Javu (post soon) and ate with my family. I wanted to go to Bazooka Rocks 2, but it seems like my parents don't trust me enough, oh well. I had a good enough birthday, my batchmates and teachers greeted me, my class even surprised me as I got to the classroom though I didn't eat lunch on my own birthday because I had to do some SC work. Also, my friends got me great presents, a flower crown, a sweater, cupcakes, and tons of letters. Happy Birthday? Pretty happy birthday, indeed.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
DeJavu
Sneak Peak for the next post! I've been so busy, I don't even have time to blog anymore. I'm too preoccupied with schoolwork, SC work and club work. One of the perks of being a sports ed has led me to covering DeJaVu, one thing to blog about. On another note, I just turned fourteen. Wopee.
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Friday, July 19, 2013
Saturday, July 13, 2013
27/52
bliss |
Friday, July 5, 2013
26/52
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Saturday, June 22, 2013
23/52 + 24/52
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Thoughts: New school year, new me?
Buying school supplies, knowing your sections, wearing your uniform again after ages. Yup, school's starting again. I've got to admit, I'm scared. I'm scared that this year would be different, for the bad.
This time last year, I read my class list. I could only count on my two hands the people I went along with. After 10 months, I can say that I have no problem whatsoever with most of my class. I took my first steps in the high school and the year was pretty great. I did things I never expected to do. I was the batch muse, I was a class officer, I actually reached my goal and made it to the top 10 of my batch. Cool thing was, on the first day, I wrote on the "recognition rites" box: "goal, top 10" and I did make it. I remember every first I did with my class. I remember our tour around the campus, I remember entering our classroom for the first time, and I remember our first homeroom meeting with our adviser Mrs. Saddul. She was more like a mother to us, really. We miss you.
Now, I'm scared that this year's fun wouldn't amount to last year's. I was so happy to be greeted by ALL of my former classmates as I went to the first day assembly. It was really great, our section was the only section that got together and caught up, we could talk to anybody in the class, that was how united we were. I mean yeah, I'm okay with my classmates and some teachers, but I still feel like something's missing. I don't know if I'll ever feel so welcome. I don't know if I can be the person I was last year all over again. I mean, I can change, right? This year, I want to do much better. I aim to make my parents and Mrs. Saddul proud, I aim to be part of the top five and am possibly thinking of running for batch rep. Problem is, I don't have the nerve and enough trust for myself. I'm scared that if I lose, I won't be an officer either, making me nothing. I'm scared that I'd fail my batch, or I'd be hated by them. I'm scared that I won't be able to meet expectations. I don't know, let's just say that whatever happens this year happens and I must cherish the 204 school days I have left.
BRING IT ON, 8TH GRADE.
This time last year, I read my class list. I could only count on my two hands the people I went along with. After 10 months, I can say that I have no problem whatsoever with most of my class. I took my first steps in the high school and the year was pretty great. I did things I never expected to do. I was the batch muse, I was a class officer, I actually reached my goal and made it to the top 10 of my batch. Cool thing was, on the first day, I wrote on the "recognition rites" box: "goal, top 10" and I did make it. I remember every first I did with my class. I remember our tour around the campus, I remember entering our classroom for the first time, and I remember our first homeroom meeting with our adviser Mrs. Saddul. She was more like a mother to us, really. We miss you.
Now, I'm scared that this year's fun wouldn't amount to last year's. I was so happy to be greeted by ALL of my former classmates as I went to the first day assembly. It was really great, our section was the only section that got together and caught up, we could talk to anybody in the class, that was how united we were. I mean yeah, I'm okay with my classmates and some teachers, but I still feel like something's missing. I don't know if I'll ever feel so welcome. I don't know if I can be the person I was last year all over again. I mean, I can change, right? This year, I want to do much better. I aim to make my parents and Mrs. Saddul proud, I aim to be part of the top five and am possibly thinking of running for batch rep. Problem is, I don't have the nerve and enough trust for myself. I'm scared that if I lose, I won't be an officer either, making me nothing. I'm scared that I'd fail my batch, or I'd be hated by them. I'm scared that I won't be able to meet expectations. I don't know, let's just say that whatever happens this year happens and I must cherish the 204 school days I have left.
BRING IT ON, 8TH GRADE.
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Summer 2013
Summer's almost ending, seasons are changing, but let's remember the good times.
(Sneak peak for the next post)
Labels:
2013,
personal,
Photography,
summer
Friday, June 7, 2013
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Highlights:Shakey's V-League Season 10
Family, pizza and more what a perfect store, let's all go to Shakeeeeeeeey's
(Yup even the very annoying jingle is still stuck in my head)
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Down in the Meadow

Friday, May 31, 2013
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Library
A cup of coffee, the sound of rain and good books.

Labels:
books,
library,
literature,
Photography,
poetry,
robert frost,
tuesdays with morrie,
words
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
the truth behind the name (and much more)
For the sake of updating, let me tell you the story behind my name (not that you want to know, but whatever, this is my blog)
My complete name is Nina Linly Dionisio Capulong.
Nina
"This name coincides with the Spanish word niña meaning little girl"
When my dad was courting my mom, instead of love letters, he would send her drawings. I remember one drawing that my dad showed me, it was of a little girl and had many names around it "harper" "nina". My dad knew that my mom was going to have a girl, therefore, they named me Nina meaning "little girl". Due to this, my parents always tell me "No matter how big you are and how grown up you'll be, you'll always be our little girl. (uyy cheesy)
Linly
Now, this is very interesting.
My dad once had an older sister named Linly. My dad said that I had her eyes and act very much like her. Unfortunately, she died when she was my age. My dad said that he sees her in me. Tita Linly had a talent for writing; I remember my dad saying that she liked to write poems. One particular line that was written on her tombstone was "love is everything we see"
I didn't understand this line at first, then after one too many walks and one too many movies, I realized that love is everything we see and everything we feel. Love is the people around us, the way that they do their best to keep you happy. Love is may also be in our enemies, in our flaws, and how to accept these things. Love is in the air around us, we can;t see it, but we can feel it. Love is everything we see and everything we feel.
I may be too young to be in love and understand this, but thank you, Tita Linly for this message.
Love is loving your name no matter how many people spell it wrong -_-
My complete name is Nina Linly Dionisio Capulong.
Nina
"This name coincides with the Spanish word niña meaning little girl"
When my dad was courting my mom, instead of love letters, he would send her drawings. I remember one drawing that my dad showed me, it was of a little girl and had many names around it "harper" "nina". My dad knew that my mom was going to have a girl, therefore, they named me Nina meaning "little girl". Due to this, my parents always tell me "No matter how big you are and how grown up you'll be, you'll always be our little girl. (uyy cheesy)
Linly
Now, this is very interesting.
My dad once had an older sister named Linly. My dad said that I had her eyes and act very much like her. Unfortunately, she died when she was my age. My dad said that he sees her in me. Tita Linly had a talent for writing; I remember my dad saying that she liked to write poems. One particular line that was written on her tombstone was "love is everything we see"
I didn't understand this line at first, then after one too many walks and one too many movies, I realized that love is everything we see and everything we feel. Love is the people around us, the way that they do their best to keep you happy. Love is may also be in our enemies, in our flaws, and how to accept these things. Love is in the air around us, we can;t see it, but we can feel it. Love is everything we see and everything we feel.
I may be too young to be in love and understand this, but thank you, Tita Linly for this message.
Love is loving your name no matter how many people spell it wrong -_-
Friday, May 17, 2013
19/52
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Why were we in such a rush to grow up? |
Labels:
film,
grow up,
nostalgia,
Photography,
Project 52
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
because of a boy
oh look, it's an attempt in poetry.
Note : None of this is based on my life. Unless your name is Dan Howell then no, I am not in love with you.
Labels:
because of a boy,
heartbreak,
poetry,
Writing
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Thursday, May 9, 2013
050413- Digital Photography Convention @ BGC
After an hour, we left the party and spent the rest of the day at the convention. There were aspiring Photographers everywhere, tutorials, photo booths and things to take pictures of. I even got a free sensor + lens cleaning! I honestly love it when a day goes unexpectedly well.
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Kiddie Coachella |
Labels:
digital photography convention,
nikon,
personal,
Photography
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Monday, May 6, 2013
0427-28 '13 Alabang
What's the best way to spend midsummer? A reunion with some of your old friends! The funny thing is, even if we went our separate ways, we still talked like the good old days.
We decided to have the reunion at my uncle's house in Ayala, Alabang.We started the day out by swimming with my brother and cousins. Then we decided to play truth or dare while catching up and pigging out ( I promise, you never get hungry there) and decided to watch some movies. Finally, at 11 pm, after everyone went home, me and Kate started our "kwentuhan session" because she was the only one allowed to sleep over. Believe it or not, this was my first sleep over!
I don't want to make this post lengthy so, here are pictures to show what happened.
We decided to have the reunion at my uncle's house in Ayala, Alabang.We started the day out by swimming with my brother and cousins. Then we decided to play truth or dare while catching up and pigging out ( I promise, you never get hungry there) and decided to watch some movies. Finally, at 11 pm, after everyone went home, me and Kate started our "kwentuhan session" because she was the only one allowed to sleep over. Believe it or not, this was my first sleep over!
I don't want to make this post lengthy so, here are pictures to show what happened.
Labels:
alabang,
friends,
personal,
Photography,
today
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Happy Birthday, Paula Mae Genova Dagsi!!
Let me tell you a story.
One day, a 6 year-old Nina sat in her chair on the very first day of elementary school. She felt a tap on her shoulder, she saw a girl in pigtails and crooked teeth. "Hi, my name's Paula, do you watch Lazy Town?" . And that's how it all began. Fast forward 8 years later, Nina and Paula became the best of friends. They've been by each other's side for 8 whole years and never once have they left each other. Paula coped with Nina's weirdness. She's been there through thick and thin, and when skies were grey, she'd be there for me. She and I told jokes that nobody understood and secrets neither of us would tell. Even if Paula moved away and distance came, it did not become a barrier for our friendship. And in 2 hours, Paula's going to turn 14. So, here it is, happy birthday my bestest friend and my other half!! Hope you have a great day and great years ahead.
Stay Weird, XOXO Mrs. Hutcherson
One day, a 6 year-old Nina sat in her chair on the very first day of elementary school. She felt a tap on her shoulder, she saw a girl in pigtails and crooked teeth. "Hi, my name's Paula, do you watch Lazy Town?" . And that's how it all began. Fast forward 8 years later, Nina and Paula became the best of friends. They've been by each other's side for 8 whole years and never once have they left each other. Paula coped with Nina's weirdness. She's been there through thick and thin, and when skies were grey, she'd be there for me. She and I told jokes that nobody understood and secrets neither of us would tell. Even if Paula moved away and distance came, it did not become a barrier for our friendship. And in 2 hours, Paula's going to turn 14. So, here it is, happy birthday my bestest friend and my other half!! Hope you have a great day and great years ahead.
Stay Weird, XOXO Mrs. Hutcherson
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