thank you for the greetings

salamat po sa lahat ng pagbati at well wishes!! pati sa mga wala sa phonebook ko na nag effort pa ng ipagtanong ang number ko, salamat...sa mga nagpakilala, pati na rin sa mga sinadya atang pag-isipin pa ko kung sino sila...salamat dahil sa kabila ng ka-busyhan sa fast-paced na earth ay naalala niyo pa rin magpaligaya ng kapwa sa simpleng pagbati...the simple things that make us smile and find joy in knowing that there are people who care...i hope, sa tatlong dekada ng pamamalagi ko sa earth, kahit sa maikling panahon o ilang pagkakataon ay nagdulot rin ako ng tuwa sa inyo. love you all! **hugs**

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what a blog is...

My alternate world in the virtual realm...where I run to...to forget everything even for a while.

Non sequitur

Unrealistic expectations are among the things that make me this stressed. Yep, I might be good at doing something but will that mean that I can do all the things that they want me to do? Non sequitur.

nothing to write...

What a tiring long day.

I can't say that I am feeling better now. hmm.. I want to take a break!

rekindling the fire...I'm lost for now

I can't remember a time in my life when I've been this burnt out. I feel so tired, physically, emotionally, mentally. The thing is, I am not the usual pessimist. I consider myself as one who finds hope in the midst of the storm -- to -- like a river, just go with the flow, like a bamboo plant sway with the wind -- of obstacles and trials.

I usually find joy and satisfaction in diving into new projects; in satisfying my desire to learn by actually doing things.

I usually believe that life, despite the complexities in this world can be simple.

I usually trust that somewhere in the hearts of people, there is genuine kindness and compassion for their brethren.

But seems like the rose color of my glasses have faded for now. I feel so tired but it seems like I still fall short of what is expected of me. I try to keep cool, yep--they see me smile or play or laugh out loud or just act like a child but deep inside I feel so damn swamped with responsibilities impossible for a normal person to meet. This is not the life that I want. I am not asking for an easy life, but I do want a life. I feel so much burdened now, I can't help but cry. I feel so alone and frustrated over these things. I feel like I am not doing what am supposed to do.

Oh God, please..I need lots of strength, hope, wisdom and guidance. I don't think I can go on with this kind of life.

On the Death of President Corazon C. Aquino

Since the former President died, I can't help but cry when ever I hear reports about what's happening at her wake and funeral. I remember one time, I was on board an fx, my daily commute to the office..they played a series of audio clips which I think were statements that she made before..then they played the song "magkaisa" which is also known as the people power revolt song. I just realized that I was on the verge of crying out loud. Anyway, I still can't help but feel the same until now. It's not that am a true blue Cory supporter nor was I among the crowd who trooped to EDSA in 1986. I was still too young then to understand what's happening. Perhaps I was just like my nephew, Jonathan who just felt bad that he cannot watch his dose of cartoons since every single local channel is airing their own coverage of the funeral. Back in 1986, all that I remember is that we don't have classes and that most of my childhood buddies' fathers were gone. They say that they are on red alert..most of them are members of the military. EDSA people power is nothing to me but color yellow and the "L" sign coupled with the song magkaisa and handog ng pilipino sa mundo (my bad, I am not even sure if those were the titles!). Cory Aquino was President when I entered Grade 1 until I completed my elementary schooling. I remember that her administration was not a perfect one and was often challenged. I remember the frequent brownouts due to power crisis. I remember the coup attempts, which back then was nothing to me but a time to marvel and revel on the fact that aircrafts which we, the kids in our gillage call the "tora-tora" are going to and fro on the sky above us. I remember the "burloloy building" which the way I understand it then was built to protect the President from those to try to assassinate her. I remember the libel suit vs the journalist who announced on air that the President is hiding under her bed. And I remember the campaign jingle of the Senatorial candidates in the election after the restoration of democracy. I remember those things, but not their significance in history. Yes, some were discussed in History class but then, no one ever said that History is my favorite subject back then. :)

Why am I crying over this event anyway? Perhaps because I am no longer the carefree child that I used to be. Perhaps because I am more concerned now. Perhaps because I just love this country and the Filipino people inspite of all.

going forth and facing the world

like a rainbow, you bring color to ordinary places. like a sunset, you add brilliance. like a river, you know the way. people turn to you because you give voice to dreams, notice little things, and make otherwise impossible imaginings appear real. you are a rare bird who thinks the world is beautiful enough to try to figure it out, who has the courage to dive into your wild mind and go swimming there. you are someone who still believes in cloud watching, people watching, daydreaming, tomorrow, favorite colors, silver clouds, dandelions, and sorrow. be sacred. be cool. be wild. go far. words do more than plan miracle seeds, with you writing them, they can change the world.

Today in history...

the bear was born! hahaha...happy birthday!

truth in journalism

I believe that clear thinking and clear statement, accuracy and fairness are fundamental to good journalism.

...so goes a paragraph of the Journalist's Creed that we were made to pledge everytime we attend the Secondary Schools' Press Conference way back in high school.

Having been involved in campus journalism as early as Grade 5, I used to dream of becoming a journalist. I devoted time and energy as a staffer of the school paper of the public elementary and high school which I attended. I remember myself internalizing each line of this creed. It never occured to my young mind then that I would someday despise some people who are supposedly professional journalists.

Yep, I may have been too young and too naive then. Yep, I used to think that each of them are respectable professionals. Yep, now I think I was wrong.

It sounds ironic that a person who is supposed to be a journalist would talk about lies on the air especially when your station's name literally means TRUTH. It's so unprofessional for one person to say those lies right after an interview with a person who could possibly shed light or defend a particular issue. It's so UNETHICAL for a supposed to be journalist, to misinform the public.

Oh well..just another disappointment!

 

vox populi, vox dei?

vox populi, vox dei? sometimes it seems not, especially when the clamor of ordinary people are disregarded due to the whisper of some people acting as if they are gods. for them, they are always right oh well, how can gods be wrong? everyone must obey them (those power-greedy politicians included) and those who do not are immorals, murderers short of saying bound to be thrown to hell.  but are they the one who decides who enters heaven and who goes to the lake of fire? na-ah, i don't believe so (the bible clearly state that Christ is the only way!). but those who play gods can surely make people's lives like hell on earth.

sabi ni congressman...

At the height of discussions on the Magna Carta of Women, a MALE member of the 14th Congress quipped, "WE WANT YOU TO BE PREGNANT EVERY NINE MONTHS!"

Eh kung siya kaya ang magbuntis every nine months? I don't care kung paano siya manganganak...hayz, asar lang. Ganito ba talaga ang level ng usapan when they do bicameral conference committees? Alam ba ng constituents nila na ganyan ang mga taong supposed to be ay nagrerepresent sa kanila? Ang bad lang talaga, parang tingin niya sa mga babae machine lang na taga-produce ng bata...as in every nine months huh?! Kahit siguro sa Asian Hospital mo pa alagaan ang tao kung ganun ang gagawin mo made-deds yun sa sama ng ugali mo. Nakakadismaya lang, patawa-tawa pa. BAD!

Winnie the Pooh said...

"If ever there's tomorrow when we're not together, there's something you must always remember: you are braver than you believe; stronger than you seem; and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart, I'll always be with you"


nag-eemote rin pala pati si Winnie the Pooh!

Just when I thought I've seen enough SBs...

Sasakyan ng Bilanggo - nakasulat sa gilid ng bagong bus na naka-park sa harap ng Isuzu Commonwealth. Sa likod nun bus nakasulat Quezon City Jail.

BTW, yun bus ng City Hall ang tawag ay Sasakyan ng Bayan!

on change

"If you look at the whole, you will see how everything works together, and how everything is fluid and not fixed as we would have it. And if everything is fluid it means change is a good and necessary thing so, let change happen."

Hay, sige Honey convince yourself!

Ayaw kong isipin!

Remember, you can if you think you can!

Grrrr...

Excellence is a moving target!

Grrrr...

There is nothing wrong with trying to be perfect!

Grrrr...

Change happens

Grrrr...

Teka, matanong ko lang; nagrereklamo ka ba???

Ako? Hindi ah!

Bakit kanina ka pa grrrr... nang grrrr...

'Di ko kasi maituloy yun gusto ko sabihin, 'di ako makasingit

Ano yun?

GRRRREAT!