This time, you don’t need to go anywhere else to win something. It all happens right here at fritzified.com! Join and you may get to win a Jansport back pack courtesy of Bratpack.
Here are the mechanics for The Bratpack Bag Diaries contest:
- Readers may share unique experiences that they’ve had when using their bags.
- Their stories may be about the places that they’ve been to with their bags and how useful it was during their trips.
- It could also be on how their bags served as their canvass and how it has been an expression for artistic freedom.
- Aside from being a travel necessity and an outlet for artistic freedom, it is also a fashion accessory. Readers can also share on how their bags made them comfortable with their chosen styles.
- The most unique and interesting answers will be given a Bratpack bag (Jansport).
- Deadline for Submission of Entries is on November 14, 2008.
There’s another rule that entrants must strictly observe: your may only submit a unique entry. If you have already posted your story to other sites holding this same contest, should you win in one, you will automatically be disqualified if you win again here.
You may either leave your stories using the comment box below or, for the faint hearted, you may send your entries to me via email at admin [@] fritzified [dot] com. Please leave a legitimate email address so I can contact you by the end of the contest period should you win.
Picture this, should you win, you will have one less gift to buy for either yourself, your kid, pamangkins, inaanaks, or your favorite Manong Guard at work. One interestingly unique story. Nothing to it, right? Now draft those entries and mail them to me ASAP!
Photo of the bag contained in this post may be slightly different than the actual prize product.
Thanks to Bratpack for this contest. Bratpack will soon open a new store in Greenbelt 5.
Twitter Updates
23 October 2008 at 12:07 am
I’m planning to join weee hehe :D
23 October 2008 at 12:48 am
Go sago and spread the word! Pero since alam ko gusto mo manalo, di mo ipagsasabi, hmp. LOL
25 October 2008 at 12:25 am
There are two experiences in my life that have been significant when talking about using Jansport bag. The first one was back when I was 12 when my parents had a really big fight. The tension was so intense that my mother and I had to pack our things and move out of the house for a while with my little brother. I remember using my classic red-maroon Jansport bag on our way to my lola’s house in Laguna. During the trip I was crying on one side of that bag while holding it. That’s why I was so surprised with this contest because that moment that I mentioned is something that I can’t forget.
The other story was when the first time that I was permitted to sleep overnight with my friends. That was when I was already a 4th year college student. Just imagine all those overnights that I missed before that day. I was really excited. It was an overnight swimming in Pansol with my college barkada. And of course, the bag that I was using was a black Jansport bag.
I super love my Jansport backpacks!
28 October 2008 at 12:36 am
Apparently, Brat Pack has preselected which bag I can give as a prize. It’s Jansport for fritzified.com. Spread the word fellerz! :D
9 November 2008 at 9:56 pm
Me and My Backpack, a 7-year old boy’s story as told to his mom…
Everyday I bring a backpack to school. I don’t really need to because I have a big stroller bag, but I still do.
I wait for my mom to pick me up after school. She says she cannot park if she goes there early so she picks me up at least thirty minutes after the bell rings… if it rains it usually takes her a lot longer. This is the time I open my backpack and get my snacks and drinks. I also stash books I borrow from the library in my backpack so I have something to read. I also put my wallet in my backpack so I can buy food or drink from the canteen in case my baon runs out. My backpack is my friend, it holds everything I need until my mom comes to get me. It keeps me company while I wait, and I can’t imagine being without it.
I love my backpack, even now that it’s a little worn I wouldn’t exchange it for any other bag in the world.
Kenshin Lei, 7 years old — as told to Rowena Wendy Lei
14 November 2008 at 2:05 am
I love backpacks.. it’s one of the bags that can be carried casually and with class. It holds a lot of stuff better that other types of bags and is the most comfortable of them to carry.. I love balance and backpacks is the true bag that promotes balance in weight thus not hurting much on a person’s posture
14 November 2008 at 2:14 am
Backpacking is fun. I’ve done it thrice in my life and I’ve had the same Jansport bag all those times. Not only is that a testament to it’s durability but there are other special things I relate to my bag.
Back in 2006 when I was in Singapore, I learned the value of comfortable and spacious bags in traveling. I visited Sentosa Island and walked around the whole area. Being the cheapskate I was, I had packed my own water and snacks. It was very convenient. The best part was after I did away with the food, I loaded my bag with souvenirs for my family and friends back home.
I highly doubt if I would forget the time I got stranded in the rain in Bangkok. Without an umbrella, I just used my bag to protect myself as I weaved through the crowded streets. Took me an hour to make my way back to my hostel but lo and behold, I didn’t come down with any colds.
I never really noticed that bags could be a fashion statement until I had visited Hong Kong. There is something about the youth’s fashion sense over there. Their bags were laden with stickers or keychains which complemented their looks. It was quite an interesting avenue to look into – bags as fashion accessory.
And finally, my best memory with my bag would be the time when a close friend and I spent a night lying on the grass with my bag under our heads staring at evening sky at Bellarmine Field.
14 November 2008 at 2:20 am
when i was in high school i was teased a lot. One time a few mins b4 dismisal, my clasmate behind me tied my backpack to my chair. Wen d bell rang, i basicaly pickd up d whole armchair with me. The whole clas laughd and my bakpaks straps snapd. When i got home i cried. A week aftr my mom bought me a new jansport bakpak. My clasmates wer stunned coz i was d only one in my batch who had one. After that i was never messed with again.
14 November 2008 at 2:23 am
Kung kwentong Jansport bag lang ang usapan, eh hinding hindi ko malilimutan yung itim na jansport bag na bigay sa akin ng tita kong OFW noong umuwi siya ng Pinas galing Hongkong.
Mula highschool hanggang college kasama-kasama ko yung backpack na yun sa hirap at ginhawa. Mantakin mong nakayanan niyang buhatin yung mga libro kong required dalhin araw-araw noong highschool. Tapos kasama ko siya sa mga outdoor hiking trips namin noong college, bitbit ang mga de lata damit, sapatos at kung ano-ano pa. Kasama ko din yung bag na yun noong sumali ako ng orgs sa college. Saksi siya habang dumadaan ako sa mga pagsubok na kasama sa pagpasok ng org at kapatiran. Madalas nagiging unan ko na din siya kapag nakikitulog ako kung saaan-saan sa tuwing inaabot kami ng madaling araw sa mga production meetings namin. Andun siya noong sinagot ako ng girlfriend ko. Andun din siya noong nag-break kami.
Mahal na mahal ko yung Jansport backpack ko na yun. Sa katunayan, kasama ko din siya noong nagkita kami for the first time ng kapatid ko sa tatay. Sinamahan niya kaming magkapatid na lumilibot sa campus at sa malls hanggang sa ihatid ko siya noon sa bahay ng tita ko sa Caloocan. Andami na naming pinagsamahan ng backpack ko. Kaya naman noong pilit siyang inaagaw sa’kin nung hinayupak na mga holdapers sa jeep sa may Batasan, noong gabing hinatid ko si kapatid, eh talagang nakipag-agawan ako. Bukod sa dala ni Jansport backpack ang unang digicam na binili ko kung saan andun yung kaisa-isang kuha naming magkapatid, eh nakakabit na sa kanya ang mga alaala ng aking buhay mula highschool hanggang college. naisipan ko pa ngang mag-offer ng pera sa mga holdapers bilang kapalit ni backpack pero pinatahimik nila ako ng baril at icepick. Nakakapanglumo lang. Yun ang huling gabi kong nakapiling si backpack.
Hanggang ngayon nami-miss ko pa din siya. Kaya kahit nakabili na ako noon ng bagong backpack, eh hindi ko pa din maikakailang mas mahal ko si black Jansport backpack na bigay ni titang OFW. =)