MY MOST BEAUTIFUL PINAY CELEBRITY: KC CONCEPCION

A Proud Planker

"Planking" (or the "Lying Down Game") is an activity consisting of lying face down in an unusual or incongruous location. Both hands must touch the sides of the body and having a photograph of the participant taken and posted on the Internet is an integral part of the game.Players compete to find the most unusual and original location in which to play.The term planking refers to mimicking a wooden plank. Rigidity of the body must be maintained to constitute good planking. -Wikipedia

--Una kong napanood yang Planking sa GMA, Kapuso mo, Jessica Soho.
Ang nasabi ko lang nun, "Cute! Gusto ko nyan :))!".
I don't know why, pero may mga taong GALIT sa Planking. Bakeeeeeeeet? XD

Why do I plank?
It's game, yes.
It's an art, yes.
It may be safe or unsafe, okay.

But one thing why I like planking is that it unites people with common interests. You meet other people, they become your friends. It's for fun. It's one way to be happy.

Also, planking expresses freedom. Kailan pa naging masama ang dumapa at magpapicture? It's our own choice eh.

Planking is not to be stupid. To be stupid is to judge something you don't even know, to judge someone based on what she/he does just because you don't like what they're doing.

To plank is not an embarrassment but an achievement. (Do I need to explain why? Tsk)

Alam nyo yung feeling na dadapa kang nakangiti at tatayo kang nakangiti pagkatapos? That's joy! :)

TO PLANK IS NOT TO HATE BUT TO LOVE. :)

PLANKING is to be
L-oud
O-bvious
V-ivid
E-xotic

I LOVE PLANKING.

Here's our Facebook Page: www.facebook.com/FEUPlankingOFFICIAL



And because of Planking, some admins of Facebook pages like Planking PINAS and FEU Planking were invited for an episode for Kuya Kim Atienza's Matanglawin (ABS-CBN) and other shows from other TV networks.

Planking PINAS & FEU Planking admins with plankers and Kuya Kim Atienza.

MATANGLAWIN PLANKING EPISODE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WOe97Mu6KA&feature=youtu.be

These pages also got featured on http://hobbiesta.com/a-phenomenal-hobby-called-planking-a-deeper-understanding/

PLANK <3

My first plank.

 My failed plank. :D

 My most extreme plank (so far).

 The plank where I got my bruises. :(

 After a concert. Outside CCP.

 Kangaroo costume with props. XD

 Plank at Fort Santiago. I eagerly joined Bangkulasi Elementary School students the moment I saw them trying it. I also promised them to thanked them on our page (I did.) :D

For more photos: www.facebook.com/ranzcelinestar

"My Proudest Moment"

I’ve made many decisions in my life, between right and wrong, between what is good and bad. My last year of high school was filled with achievements that undeniably made me and my family proud. As a dancer, it was an honor to dance with one of the members of the Philippine All-Stars. As a singer, it is best to represent myself and my Alma Mater for my continued service for God. As a student, I felt the happiness when I became the President of the Student Council and fortunately being on the top as I graduated. But these titles or statements are not the things that made me proud of myself.

We can’t attain success without experiencing some things that can make or break us. At some point of my journey, I heard people telling me that I did not deserve to be on top; and someone even texted me, telling me that I should stop being a “feelingera”, that it’s not true that I am good in singing and dancing. And I said to myself, “Wait, was there a time that I told everyone that I am good at it? I always say to people that I know how to do it but never that I am good at it.” That was the time when I felt self-pity. My self-confidence was definitely in its lowest. But as time went by, I realized that I don’t have to be affected by those things. I have seen and felt the love of my friends and former schoolmates whenever I visit to my Alma Mater. They would even go out of their classrooms just to greet me, and I was like, “Hey! These people remember me. These people love me.” I know there are people who really appreciated and admired me for what I have done. They recognized my achievements and they respect me until now. When I heard someone telling me that she wants to be like me, I know I will continue what I am doing. I know I left a good image on those people and I don’t want them to be disappointed. That makes me proud. I can now stand in front of everybody with confidence. I can be successful by believing in my own principle; to be fair, to be clean, to be honest and to be humble. They saw my heart all those years and this heart will never change. I will never forget that once in my life I was brought down and now I have the courage to believe in myself.

That is where I want to go. That is what I want to be. I want to be a role model. I want to be an image of strength and acceptance. I want to stand on what I believe is right. I want to prove that imperfection is not a reason to be destroyed by anyone. I may not be beautiful. I may not be intelligent. I may not be as talented as everybody here. I only have my personality with me; still, I am proud of it. Because most of the times, personality is enough, a good personality is just enough.

My heart says...

LOVE...HURT...LOVE AGAIN
I decided to just say what I'm going through right now. It's not that serious that I will attempt suicide. LOL

But, these days, I'm sure that many will relate to this.

The first step to move on is ACCEPTANCE, I know. But what I don't know is how to do it. It's been months when I was told that he's already engaged. Yes, he was the one who told me (which I was thankful) the news. What is not great about this is I still don't know “since when” did he have his new girlfriend. I am afraid to know. Why? Because I'm afraid to know the truth. Why again? Okay, let me tell you the story...

We (I suppose) have been in love for almost or more than two years and here's the thing, that was just a mutual understanding. No formal relationship. And we have not met, EVER! That makes this story stupid. Hate me now? Haha.

So, we've been communicating through text. And the kulitan plus the closeness were to blame! It was an on-off communication, too. But the past year, we became consistent. I was at my happiest, no doubt. All that we waited was for us to meet and we're ready for a commitment. Until all of these hurtful things happened. Just when he already consistently speaks to me on the phone, he would break such revelations. I was crying while we were talking. I never thought that that would be like a real break-up! XD It hurt so bad.

He asked why I'm crying and I just said, “Happy!”. (Of course, I'm not! Damn it!)

He also said that he loved me. Sure, I believed it. (Oh wait, I'm crying. Waaaah) It was his birthday that time and I stayed just to be with him (on the phone). That was foolish. I told him that I will not text him anymore but he didn't want me to leave. He asked for my friendship and I gave in. Though it was painful to still communicate with him, I did. It was a torture but I stayed. Because he asked me to. Now, he has disappeared. Maybe he doesn't need me at all. Maybe he doesn't care at all. But, nothing for me to do. He already found someone. And he had the nerves to tell me that she's like me. The attitude, etc. Tsk. They will tie the knot soon and I can't promise to wish them well. I wish myself well instead.

I feel that the love I gave exceeded. He already left and I'm still here, hurting. I even find time to read his messages. I can't delete it. I don't know why but there's still the happiness and kilig. Then, tears will follow. :)

Frustrated. I observed that I'm getting more and more frustrated whenever I see couples. I could have been one of them. It's sad when the things on my mind are all questions, but just unanswered.

How can you let go if you still want him in your life?

How can you move on when despite the pain, you still love him.

DAMN MOVING ON! DAMN LETTING GO!