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We can't stop listening to Kiana's singing right here!
We asked your Favorite Blogger Kiana Valenciano during her shoot for the July 2015 issue featuring the winners of the Candy Readers' Choice Awards 2015 about the songs in the soundtrack of her life and asked her to sing it for everyone too. We ...
 
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Curious how Reese balances her time for everything? She talked about that with us!
During our shoot for this year's winners of the 2015 Candy Readers' Choice Awards, we got the chance to ask all of them five questions to get to know them better. We chatted with your Favorite Creative Girl Reese Lansangan and talked to her ...
 
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We got to chat with this year's Favorite Candy Cutie and had to share with you the things we've learned about him.
During the #CandyRCA2015 shoot, we got to chat with your favorites and had the chance to get to know them better in five questions. Read what this year's Favorite Candy Cutie Niko Rodriguez had to share about himself in this interview where we talked ...
 
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We got to chat for a bit with this beautiful volleyball star during her shoot for Candy!
When we shot Mika Reyes for the Candy Readers' Choice Awards 2015 feature in the magazine, your Favorite Female Athlete shared some tidbits true-blue Mika fans should know. Consider yourself one of the many people rooting for this 21-year-old volleyball athlete? Then you should start ...
 
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In GIFs, of course!
Thought these celebs nail their interviews in just one or two takes? Here's a little trivia, Candy Girls: whenever we shoot videos for Candymag.com, we usually just leave the camera rolling and do one long take of your favorite the interviews. And ...
 
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Tell us who your favorite personalities are by voting for them in this year's #CandyRCAs!
Remember when this happened last year at the Rockwell Tent?Well, it's that time of the year again, Candy Girls! No idea what we're talking about because your minds are so occupied with thoughts regarding finals week? We're talking about the Candy Readers' ...
 
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From the celebrity performances and Candy Cuties, to the awardees and fun booths, here's what happened at the first ever Candy Readers' Choice Awards!
If you still haven't gotten over the awesome Candy Readers' Choice Awards held last Saturday at the Rockwell Tent, here's a little something to help you relive it! ...
 
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Some of the #CandyRCA2014's unforgettable moments in GIFs!
A few days later, we're still on a high about the Candy Readers' Choice Awards 2014. The energy from you, Candy Girls and Boys, is so infectious and inspiring! It was a night to remember, especially because it was the first #CandyRCA2014. So, ...
 
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Missed the biggest summer party of the year? Don't worry, we've always got you covered!
You already know who won at the #CandyRCA2014. But we bet you're still wanting to see more of what actually happened during the event. And because we always think of you, Candy Girls, we thought of putting together a photo diary of everything ...
 
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Missed the awards night last Saturday? No worries, we got you covered!
Did you miss the Candy Readers' Choice Awards last Saturday at the Rockwell Tent? Don't worry, we got your back. Here's the complete list of winners for the local categories:Best Volleyball Player: Gretchen HoBest Basketball Player: Jeron TengBest Model: Janeena ChanJaneena also ...
 
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Were you at the event to be with your fave cuties?
Were you at the Candy Readers' Choice Awards 2014 last Saturday? Yes? Then you're probably still on a high like the rest of us here at the Candy HQ.Aside from the celebs who were present at the event, the venue was also ...
 
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So which stars are going to be at the Rockwell Tent later to keep you company?
Haven't made up your mind yet whether you should go to the Candy Readers' Choice Awards 2014 (a.k.a. this summer's raddest party) or not—which is totes not an option, BTW?Here is a list of celebs that will surely convince you to grab ...
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Today, I am sharing my mother's story. I wish my mother was a constant in my life, like an angel who guards you to sleep and comes right there when you called. But angels come back home too, in heaven where they always belonged, and my mother went back a little early. My mother died when I was 13 years old. My last memory of my mother: Letting go when you are not yet ready is a very cruel thing that one has to ever experience. It is a sudden wave of total sadness and desperation crashing into your very core.

On the 28th of July 2013, we went to a resort in Bataan for the employees’ getaway. My parents own a 7-11 franchise, and it had always been a tradition to give their store clerks a get-together every year. I remember very well the last breakfast I had with my mother. The Sunday morning sky was clear and sunny, and the sea was calm and tranquil as we ate our breakfast on a cottage under the tall palm trees. She shared with us a strange dream she had the other night. She dreamt about an unknown woman holding an ice pick chasing her down on a dimly lit street, then she woke up just before the woman could grab her arm. We never knew what that dream exactly meant and now, I wished I never knew its meaning. After breakfast, my family and our employees decided to take a swim at the beach. The day was nice. The morning air may be chilly but the sun’s kiss on our skins gave us warmth. It was perfect. Everything is fine and the tides are low which made it very enjoyable to swim. We swam a little farther from the shore and we stopped to the point where the water reached our shoulders. We were talking about the good things in life and reminiscing the good old days. Those are the things that I’ve always loved about my family because I never had a meaningless conversation with them.

A few moments later, we heard a panicking call for help from one of our store clerks. It was Rachel. She was struggling to keep her head above water. She was already drowning but the odd thing was, she was only a few feet away from us. At first, we thought she was just playing around until we felt the sand in our toes dissolving like powder. It felt like as if the seafloor submerged deeper. I remembered sighting the shore and it seemed so close yet very far away. We were all panicking at that time. No one knew how to swim except my mother so without having second thoughts she swam towards Rachel and called out to my father, “Yung mga anak mo! Dalhin mo sa pampang yung mga anak mo!” and I never thought I already heard my mother’s last words to my father. I was paddling like a dog, gasping for air, as I say a little prayer to God to take us all back to safety. I felt my father grabbing our swimsuits, trying to lift our bodies so we can breathe even though he was also struggling to keep himself alive. Once I felt my toes touch the ground, there came a veil of relief that covered my whole body. As soon as my father and my sister made it to the shore we started calling out for help. There were no lifeguards on duty at that time, no personnel, nor guards. I saw my mother already floating in her stomach. We sighted a boat sailing nearby, we waved our hands and called for their attention. They almost ignored us because they cannot comprehend what we were trying to relay but the good thing was a passenger in the boat noticed my mother and Rachel in the water.

My mother’s body was laid on the shore. She was unconscious and her whole body was pale as white. My father performed CPR but my mother couldn’t get the water come out of her mouth because the food she ate earlier got stuck in her throat and blocked the passage. A concerned tourist offered his car to deliver my mom in a nearby health center or a clinic of some sort since the hospital was miles away from the beach and she needs immediate care. My father told us to stay in the hotel room and prepare mom’s belongings so that if she wakes up she has fresh clothes to change into. My sister and I finished packing our things and waited for our father to pick us up from the hotel. I was crying and I couldn’t stop myself because I was afraid to lose my mother. I couldn’t imagine what my life would be if I lose her that day. Moments lasted until we heard a knock on the door and it was my father, crying, and apologizing to us. He hugged me and my sister tightly and saying, “Sorry, anak, sorry hindi na uuwi si mommy, sorry hindi ko nasagip si mommy”. And that was the moment I felt sinking into the ground. I never knew what to feel at first. I was numb because my worries were now actually a reality that I have to live in. I was at shock because I am now one of the kids in those cliche teleseryes who lost a mother at an early age. We went to the health center to settle everything. The clinic was very small and it sure did lack equipment. He told us to stay in the car. I wanted to see my mom, but I know he never wanted us to see her like that. I didn’t know what to feel. I was having high anxiety levels that my stomach is churning and I wanted to vomit. I got off the car and entered the health center to find the restroom. When I was finding my way around, I passed by the emergency room. I saw my mother lying in a foldable bed, lifeless, her hands dangling from the side of the bed, she has violet bruises on her skin, and her body was partially covered with a white towel.

That is when it sunk into me that she’s dead and never coming back. My father asked the others to just commute back to Manila because what we need right now is comfort from our family. The drive back home was one of the most painful memory I had as a kid. My father was in the steering wheel crying his eyes out. We drove from Bataan to Pampanga. We went home to my grandmother’s house, the nearest house that we can call “home” because how are we still going to be “home” without her?

Once we reached Pampanga, we stopped over to the gas station and my father made some calls to our loved ones to tell them that my mother passed away. He then called my aunt to help him arrange for the funeral. We got home and my grandmother hugged us and told us to get some rest. Already tired of crying, I went to sleep for a while. I woke up and for a second, I thought everything that happened the other day was all just a dream. That she was there in Manila, sitting on the couch reading some furniture magazine, waiting for us to go home. But that’s how cruel life is, right? I got up and weirdly, I felt sands in the bed. It was gray, just like the ones on the beach. I thought maybe it was just dirt but it was a fair amount to believe that maybe she visited us before she left. - ?

- The part of how I conquered the grief of her passing is shared in my personal blog. I felt the need to share my story with everyone since she's the woman I look up to. Feel free to visit my personal blog too when you have the time. I love writing my stories. Thank You! link: http://qkathreece.wixsite.com/kathreecequizon/post/breaking-waves

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