CONGRATULATIONS! ETHEL CRUZ AVISADO
FOR PASSING THE SEPTEMBER 2008 BAR EXAMINATION
THE WHOLE CLAN IS SO PROUD OF YOU!
CONGRATS ATE! :)
Friday, April 3, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
"ANYWAY"
People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be
shot down by the smallest person with the smallest mind.
Think big anyway.
What you spend years building may
be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack if you help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have
and you might get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you've got anyway
c'. )
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be
shot down by the smallest person with the smallest mind.
Think big anyway.
What you spend years building may
be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack if you help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have
and you might get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you've got anyway
c'. )
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
I'M NOW READY FOR LAW SCHOOL
When I was a little kid, with nothing to worry but what to eat and play, my Mommylola told me, “you will be the next lawyer of the Silvosa clan, you will be like your Daddylolo.” I replied with a great yes and willingness in my heart even if I don't fully understand what she was saying.
YES! That simple “yes” I told my Mommylola was something like a promise that I'm confirming what she have told me. At this very moment, I may have doubts of pursuing law, but the urge of fulfilling that dream is getting stronger and stronger. Becoming a lawyer isn't only my Mommylola's dream, isn't only my mother's dream, isn't only my father's dream, but mine as well.
One night, I was staring blankly, looking up the sky, appreciating every beautiful star. Then something crossed my mind and I just can't let go of the thought, its as if someone is talking to me saying something. Then I was reminded of that particular incident when my Mommylola was still alive. I was dining with her one lunch time, I saw a calendar of uncle, the calendar shows the texts “SILVOSA LAW FIRM.” Then I told Mommylola, “Wow, ang ganda naman ng calendar ni uncle ma” with a smile on her face Mommylola replied, “Oo, sa sunod ikaw na ang merong ganyan.”
Remembering such incident, I found myself crying. How I miss chatting with my Mommylola, my best friend. The feeling was really painful and excruciating that I could not even look up again because I just can't control what I am feeling. The painful part there is that all you have to do is to pour everything by means of crying because there's nothing you could actually do but to cry. But what is good about that certain nostalgic moment, was the thought of becoming a lawyer. I told myself that I should not let go of the promise I once said to my Mommylola and to myself as well. Becoming a lawyer is my dream, my family's dream for me, so why would I turn my back from that dream? I realized that I should pursue law school.
After thinking twice, three times, or let's just say several times, I decided and told myself that I'm accepting the challenge. I'm going to pursue studying law. I told my mother about what I want, Mama was a little hesitant, then I told Papa. They were asking a lot of questions but I was able to substantiate my grounds, enough for them to say YES. When Mama and Papa said that they are going to send me to school again to study law, a certain feeling of delight was there in my heart. Delight with fear, but fear was like a minute particle in the total situation. Hehehe
The battle begins this summer. I'll be taking several entrance examinations of where to study Law. And the battle will be intensified this June. I hope and pray that God will guide me all-throughout this wonderful journey. I know that my Mommylola and Daddylolo is with me. I am up for the challenge! God be with me! :)
YES! That simple “yes” I told my Mommylola was something like a promise that I'm confirming what she have told me. At this very moment, I may have doubts of pursuing law, but the urge of fulfilling that dream is getting stronger and stronger. Becoming a lawyer isn't only my Mommylola's dream, isn't only my mother's dream, isn't only my father's dream, but mine as well.
One night, I was staring blankly, looking up the sky, appreciating every beautiful star. Then something crossed my mind and I just can't let go of the thought, its as if someone is talking to me saying something. Then I was reminded of that particular incident when my Mommylola was still alive. I was dining with her one lunch time, I saw a calendar of uncle, the calendar shows the texts “SILVOSA LAW FIRM.” Then I told Mommylola, “Wow, ang ganda naman ng calendar ni uncle ma” with a smile on her face Mommylola replied, “Oo, sa sunod ikaw na ang merong ganyan.”
Remembering such incident, I found myself crying. How I miss chatting with my Mommylola, my best friend. The feeling was really painful and excruciating that I could not even look up again because I just can't control what I am feeling. The painful part there is that all you have to do is to pour everything by means of crying because there's nothing you could actually do but to cry. But what is good about that certain nostalgic moment, was the thought of becoming a lawyer. I told myself that I should not let go of the promise I once said to my Mommylola and to myself as well. Becoming a lawyer is my dream, my family's dream for me, so why would I turn my back from that dream? I realized that I should pursue law school.
After thinking twice, three times, or let's just say several times, I decided and told myself that I'm accepting the challenge. I'm going to pursue studying law. I told my mother about what I want, Mama was a little hesitant, then I told Papa. They were asking a lot of questions but I was able to substantiate my grounds, enough for them to say YES. When Mama and Papa said that they are going to send me to school again to study law, a certain feeling of delight was there in my heart. Delight with fear, but fear was like a minute particle in the total situation. Hehehe
The battle begins this summer. I'll be taking several entrance examinations of where to study Law. And the battle will be intensified this June. I hope and pray that God will guide me all-throughout this wonderful journey. I know that my Mommylola and Daddylolo is with me. I am up for the challenge! God be with me! :)
Monday, March 30, 2009
AFTER EARTH HOUR COMES AIR HOUR! JOIN NOW!
Guys because Earth Hour was successful they decided to create another project called AIR HOUR.
AIR HOUR
All you have to do this time is hold your breath for an hour (11:30 - 12:30pm on April 1) Please pass, this is to save the air for future generations!
Spread the word!
AND LET"S SAVE THE EARTH!
:))
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Coping With An UNPROFESSIONAL BOSS
Ask people about their bad bosses and the stories come tumbling out: The supervisor who expected his staff to field calls from his wife during intimate lunches with another subordinate. A woman who was asked to hike a mile through unplowed, snowy roads to the office, even though she was six months pregnant. A boss whose management tool of choice was a lie-on-the-floor, full-body tantrum.
But, as anyone who has tangled with an unprofessional supervisor knows, it's a difficult situation to handle. Do you tough it out? Do you confront? Or would a heart-to-heart talk help? "There are so many of these unprofessional jerks around," says Joyce Weiss, corporate speaker and author of Full Speed Ahead: Become Driven by Change. "There's no right answer."
The problem, of course, is that this isn't just any relationship. Unlike the grouchy spouse or the untrustworthy friend, your supervisor controls your livelihood and professional reputation. There's very little margin for error here.
But it's helpful to remember the only thing you can control is yourself, says Richard Whiteley, author of Love the Work You're With: Find the Job You Always Wanted Without Leaving the One You Have.
"The biggest thing to do is to focus on yourself," Whiteley advises. "Breathe deeply and understand it's not about you. It's about them."
One thing you can do is clarify in your mind what your limits are. Though it's not possible to set a zero-tolerance policy on all lapses, there's always some blurring of ethical lines in the workplace, you can set limits if your boss does things that embarrass or disgrace you, he says.
A double layer of sneaky and back-stabbing bosses who especially delight in fighting against each other makes for a truly toxic workplace. Some of the bosses "speaks to you about other people and then speaks to other people about you." He/She makes everyone feel like they're a confidante when she's just spreading negativity." And the conniving extends outside the office walls.
The key is to avoid a righteous stance. Focus on your own feelings with phrases such as, "The way I see it is. What's true for me here is. It seems to me that." When the sneaky boss tries to engage in office gossip, don't tell her she's an awful person; instead say, "I'm really someone who tries to see the positive in people," he suggests.
Any confrontation is a risk. But there are ways of mitigating it. You have more leverage if you're a high performer, so make sure your job performance is strong before you make a move, Whiteley says. And one of the most common ways that bosses bully their subordinates is by heaping on unreasonable demands and blaming the resulting failure on the employee. Some situations are just intolerable.
If it's that bad, the experts say, there's only one solution: GET OUT!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
TO A TRAITOR WHO CALLS ME "KUYA"
“There are positive, wonderful friendships that are mutually beneficial to both friends that should last a lifetime. But there are other friendships that are negative, destructive, or unhealthy that should end.”
This article is a “tribute”. YES! A tribute of DISGUST!
At this very point of time, I definitely feel disappointed. So disappointed! Why? Because someone BETRAYED me…
I have this “friend” whom I thought a real one. I treated her well, accepted her as who she is, and considered her not anyone like a stranger (of course, friendship is said to be there). Supported her with her dreams and I was one of the few people who celebrated every bit of her success. I could say that I may not be someone perfect, but for a certain point of time; I became her friend, good at that.
But the goodness of such friendship is now part of the old tale. Definitely, part of HISTORY! She betrayed me by trying to pull me out on a certain position I’m in. And yes nagtagumpay po siya. That certain position I have was taken from me because of her opinion and malicious intervention. Sad to know that someone like her, whom you considered a friend, will betray you in times you never expected to happen.
NOW HERE’S MY PIECE:
Kahit po nawala ako sa ganung position, hindi po nawala ang pagkatao ko. If we’ll try to assess, I HAVE NOT LOST ANYTHING, not even a bit of something. At sayo “kaibigan”, nalulungkot ako na sa lahat lahat ng tao, ikaw pa ang gumawa nun. Nakakalungkot isipin na kaya mong ipgkaluho ang pagkakaibigan natin.and by that, I really disgust your being!
I want to give you a SLAP of TRUTH by saying YOU CHANGED A LOT. But instead of changing to become someone better, you changed to someone undesirable! So undesirable na nagawa mo pang traydurin ako. Tsk tsk tsk..
Pero ngpapasalamat pa rin ako. Because at least I was able to know who you are and how bullshit you have become. Wag mo masyadong taasan ang tingin mo sa sarili mo kasi kahit ni minsan hindi ka naging mataas. We may say that you became someone better in your chosen career, you may be one good communicator, BUT I wish you concentrate on how to become a better person.
Matanggap ko pa siguro kung ibang tao na hindi close ang gumawa sa akin nun. Pero ang hindi katanggap-tangap is ikaw pa talaga. But one thing for sure, hindi ko gagawin sayo yun. I know how mean I am, and I know your emotional capacity to endure pain, so hindi ko gagawin sayo yun. Si “karma” na ang bahala sayo. Good for good karma, bad for bad karma
I have forgiven you I should say, but to forget what you have done is definitely not part of the story.
This is the most hilarious article na gnawa ko para sa hilarious na tao na unfortunately naging parte ng buhay ko. I’m sorry if it sounds a li’l offensive pero mas offensive po ang gnawa mo sa akin.
TO END THIS, I’ll leave you with this:
Huwag ka maxadong maniwala na nakatungtong ka sa kalabaw. At wag ka maxadong sipsip kasi walang naidudulot na maganda yan sayo. And please STOP CALLING ME KUYA! You’re not my sister. At hindi rin kita kaano-ano. One lat false move, you’ll definitely meet the greatest enemy you’ll ever have. Good luck!
NOTE: To those who will be able to read this, humihingi po ako ng paumanhin.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
To Let Go Means?
To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another.
To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it's to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to care for, but to care about.
To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their destinies.
To let go is not to be protective, it's to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny, but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.
To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody, but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more
Remember: The time to love is short
Remember: The time to love is short
Somewhere... Somehow... Someday...
Not all love stories end with "and they live happily ever after."
Why do we have to feel pain? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to shed tears when somebody bids and say goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to bump into each other then afterwards lose in the end? Why? Why? And why?
There are really questions that is left unanswered, stories left untold, letters left unopened and unread, poems left undone, feelings left unexpressed, and of course the famous promises left unfulfilled.
They say that in a relationship, one of the most hard thing to do is to say goodbye and letting go. It is as hard like breaking a diamond for the reason that you'll never know when will you be able to pick all the pieces again. It is a fact that the people who were left behind suffers most and those who left them suffers less or not at all. But then again we have to accept the fact and cherish the memories of the love that's meant to be, the love that was.
We may find ourselves alone, embarrassed, and feel the excruciating pain. But the question to answer is, do we have to dwell on that? Let's be aware that, unfair as it may seem, thats the way love goes and thats how cruel life sometimes. That is part of the bittersweet drama of falling in love and risk taking. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing how, without us knowing when, without us even knowing why. But we have to remember that in this world nothing is constant but change. Painful as it is, for our own good, we have to forget even if it's not because we want to but because we have to.
In the process of letting go, they say that sorrows come not as a single spy but attacks in battalion. Yes it's true, because when you think that you are ready to face the said process, weird things happen. It seems that everywhere you go, whatever you do, every turn of your head, every beat of your heart, song you hear, move of your body, blink of your eye and even every breath you take always reminds you of that person. It's more than like a stab of a knife, torment that is. And you know what seemed to be funny about the situation? Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel
lonely and empty without the other. It's like the whole world is uninhabited when in fact only one person is missing.
I don't have a concrete idea if the said process of letting go is deserving to be called an “art.” But what I know is that letting go requires a skill or not a developed talent to endure considering space and time. It
has been a cliché that time heals all wounds, but in takes a little motivation on our part if we really want to be healed out of the experience. To accept the truth is vital and so much more important to believe on.
Sometimes we have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others and cry to temporarily let go of the pains. The system of love is really weird and unfathomable. Undeniably, sometimes we have to separate ways because of certain circumstances that is highly beyond our control. But we should also understand that like every beginning has its end so as with every dawn has its dusk. It's something we can't control, and something we have to accept and live up with.
But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn't always mean forever. There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday...
Why do we have to feel pain? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to shed tears when somebody bids and say goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to bump into each other then afterwards lose in the end? Why? Why? And why?
There are really questions that is left unanswered, stories left untold, letters left unopened and unread, poems left undone, feelings left unexpressed, and of course the famous promises left unfulfilled.
They say that in a relationship, one of the most hard thing to do is to say goodbye and letting go. It is as hard like breaking a diamond for the reason that you'll never know when will you be able to pick all the pieces again. It is a fact that the people who were left behind suffers most and those who left them suffers less or not at all. But then again we have to accept the fact and cherish the memories of the love that's meant to be, the love that was.
We may find ourselves alone, embarrassed, and feel the excruciating pain. But the question to answer is, do we have to dwell on that? Let's be aware that, unfair as it may seem, thats the way love goes and thats how cruel life sometimes. That is part of the bittersweet drama of falling in love and risk taking. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing how, without us knowing when, without us even knowing why. But we have to remember that in this world nothing is constant but change. Painful as it is, for our own good, we have to forget even if it's not because we want to but because we have to.
In the process of letting go, they say that sorrows come not as a single spy but attacks in battalion. Yes it's true, because when you think that you are ready to face the said process, weird things happen. It seems that everywhere you go, whatever you do, every turn of your head, every beat of your heart, song you hear, move of your body, blink of your eye and even every breath you take always reminds you of that person. It's more than like a stab of a knife, torment that is. And you know what seemed to be funny about the situation? Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel
lonely and empty without the other. It's like the whole world is uninhabited when in fact only one person is missing.
I don't have a concrete idea if the said process of letting go is deserving to be called an “art.” But what I know is that letting go requires a skill or not a developed talent to endure considering space and time. It
has been a cliché that time heals all wounds, but in takes a little motivation on our part if we really want to be healed out of the experience. To accept the truth is vital and so much more important to believe on.
Sometimes we have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others and cry to temporarily let go of the pains. The system of love is really weird and unfathomable. Undeniably, sometimes we have to separate ways because of certain circumstances that is highly beyond our control. But we should also understand that like every beginning has its end so as with every dawn has its dusk. It's something we can't control, and something we have to accept and live up with.
But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn't always mean forever. There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday...
FRANCIS MAGALONA IS DEAD! :((
Francis Durango MagalonaOctober 4, 1964 - March 6, 2009
YOU WILL FOREVER BE TREASURED IN OUR HEARTS...
FLY FRANCIS M. THANK YOU AND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
How Do We Define Beauty?
I don't think so... wahehehehe
kaw? What do you think? Wanna say something? :))
Friday, February 20, 2009
CONGRATS TO MY BROTHER! HE'S NOW A REGISTERED NURSE!!!! YEY!
JHON MARK IVAN CONSISTENTE SILVOSA, RNYEY! CONGRATULATIONS!
AM SO PROUD OF YOU!!!
Monday, February 16, 2009
Mindanao Times Published My Article! :D
YEY! I'm so happy... hehehe though late ko na nalaman na na-publish pala article ko, okay lang... hehehehe
I submitted the said article last Feb. 06, 2009, and was published by Mindanao Times on Feb. 07, 2009. Ngayon lang ako na inform when S. Maria Corazon Agda RVM, Dean of College of UIC told me that she have read what I've written. I was surprised with what S. Cora said. Then I texted Ms. Amy to confirm and she replied "Yeah. It's published."
I was a li'l bit sad because I haven't secured a copy of the said issue, so I texted Ms. Amy if I can visit the office and get a copy of the Feb 07 issue and she replied with a "no problem, punta ka sa office"
And now, may copy na ako... hehehehehe
So happy, hope to write more and publish more... heheheehe
I can't find the link of my article via Mindanao Times website... hehehe
But I have a link here with my multiply and wordpress so that you also could read it... hehehe
Here:
http://johnsilvosa.multiply.com/journal/item/100/A_Strange_WorldI submitted the said article last Feb. 06, 2009, and was published by Mindanao Times on Feb. 07, 2009. Ngayon lang ako na inform when S. Maria Corazon Agda RVM, Dean of College of UIC told me that she have read what I've written. I was surprised with what S. Cora said. Then I texted Ms. Amy to confirm and she replied "Yeah. It's published."
I was a li'l bit sad because I haven't secured a copy of the said issue, so I texted Ms. Amy if I can visit the office and get a copy of the Feb 07 issue and she replied with a "no problem, punta ka sa office"
And now, may copy na ako... hehehehehe
So happy, hope to write more and publish more... heheheehe
I can't find the link of my article via Mindanao Times website... hehehe
But I have a link here with my multiply and wordpress so that you also could read it... hehehe
Here:
http://johnsilvosa.wordpress.com/2009/02/09/a-strange-world/
THANK YOU SO MUCH!
:D
Friday, February 13, 2009
Baby-Faced Boy Is Father @ 13
BOY dad Alfie Patten yesterday admitted he does not know how much nappies cost — but said: “I think it’s a lot.”
READ THE FULL ARTICLE HERE.
or this LINK:
http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article2233878.ece
ENJOY! And after you have read the article...
Wanna say something? :)
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Loving Life
I should not regret any day of my life...
Good days give me happiness...
Bad days give me experiences..
Happiness keep me SWEET..
Trials make me STRONG..
Sorrows keep me HUMAN..
Failures make me HUMBLE..
Success keeps me GLOWING..
Celebrate everyday and never forget to smile... smile and smile.... :D
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
A LOVE STORY--- grammar lessons 2
I thought Jay’s ex-girlfriend was really out of our lives. But heaven only goes that I was wrong.
Kakakasal pa lang namin nun when Jay received a uninamous text. "Meet me at the clinic." I had a stinking feeling in my butt. I told him not to go. It might in danger him. Pero sabi niya, ok lang daw because life is what we make. Tumahimik lang ako. Sabi niya, "Penny for you talks." But I didn’t know what to say. Beggars can’t be losers. Isa pa, worried talaga ako na baka yung girl yun. Jay said, "Can’t got your tongue?" I tried to smile at him. Kahit di ako nagsalita, actions speak louder than works, di ba?
Be that as is may, umalis pa rin siya. I was out of the loophole. After a few hours, I called him on his cellphone. But my calls fell on Jeff’s ears. Lalo akong nag-worry kasi I didn’t even know Jeff. Sabina nga ba di na dapat umalis si Jay. That’s what I’m talking about it.
So I tried calling some friends who will help me find Jay. That’s what friends are for naman di ba? But I just faced a blank mall. I had to do this alone.
Nag-taxi na lang ako. Pero ang mahal na pala ng plugdown rate.
When I got to the clinic, the security was really buffed up. Di basta-basta makakapasok. So I said, "I beg your cordon. I’m patient.It’s my favorite virtue nga e." Nagduda yata yung isang guard. Hinawakan ako sa arm. The nerd! I shouted, "Don’t touch me not!"
Buti na lang the other guards were nice and said, "Come on, let’s join us."
When I went inside, parang I’ve been there, done there. Nung walang nakatingin, nag-explore ako.
Nakarating ako sa top floor and I had a bird’s IQ of the clinic. I could not explain it but I was drawn to a room on the floor. Siguro Divine Intermission na yun.
Parang may narinig akong umuungol. I was thorn. Di ko alam kung aalis ba ako o papasukin ko. It made me stick in the stomach to think thatJay and his ex-girlfriend were there. I tried to tell myself to slower my expectations. But to tell with it! I had to strike while the iron is not. I had to hear the truth from the corpse’s mouth. I barraged in. O my gas! Si Jay, naka-strap sa operating table, parang genie pig sa isang nakakatakot na experiment. He was on the cutting edge. He was bleeding. At ang doctor na nagpapahirap sa kanya, ang ex-girlfriendniya at ang bago nitong boyfriend, ang nurse na si Walter. Doon ko napatunayang blood is thicker than Walter.
Guess watch? Di ko alam kung paano ko nagawa pero I was able to search and rescue Jay. Siguro adrenaline brush na yun.
Now, he’s recovering. Nag-sorry siya na hindi siya nakinig sa akin. Iknow it’s a better pill to swallow your fried so it’s forgive and forget me not. All swell that end swell. I know we should kiss and puton makeup.
Ang ex-girlfriend naman niya at si Walter, nakakulong na. Detention isreally better than cure. So the moral of the lesson is: if symptoms persist, insult your doctor.
Kakakasal pa lang namin nun when Jay received a uninamous text. "Meet me at the clinic." I had a stinking feeling in my butt. I told him not to go. It might in danger him. Pero sabi niya, ok lang daw because life is what we make. Tumahimik lang ako. Sabi niya, "Penny for you talks." But I didn’t know what to say. Beggars can’t be losers. Isa pa, worried talaga ako na baka yung girl yun. Jay said, "Can’t got your tongue?" I tried to smile at him. Kahit di ako nagsalita, actions speak louder than works, di ba?
Be that as is may, umalis pa rin siya. I was out of the loophole. After a few hours, I called him on his cellphone. But my calls fell on Jeff’s ears. Lalo akong nag-worry kasi I didn’t even know Jeff. Sabina nga ba di na dapat umalis si Jay. That’s what I’m talking about it.
So I tried calling some friends who will help me find Jay. That’s what friends are for naman di ba? But I just faced a blank mall. I had to do this alone.
Nag-taxi na lang ako. Pero ang mahal na pala ng plugdown rate.
When I got to the clinic, the security was really buffed up. Di basta-basta makakapasok. So I said, "I beg your cordon. I’m patient.It’s my favorite virtue nga e." Nagduda yata yung isang guard. Hinawakan ako sa arm. The nerd! I shouted, "Don’t touch me not!"
Buti na lang the other guards were nice and said, "Come on, let’s join us."
When I went inside, parang I’ve been there, done there. Nung walang nakatingin, nag-explore ako.
Nakarating ako sa top floor and I had a bird’s IQ of the clinic. I could not explain it but I was drawn to a room on the floor. Siguro Divine Intermission na yun.
Parang may narinig akong umuungol. I was thorn. Di ko alam kung aalis ba ako o papasukin ko. It made me stick in the stomach to think thatJay and his ex-girlfriend were there. I tried to tell myself to slower my expectations. But to tell with it! I had to strike while the iron is not. I had to hear the truth from the corpse’s mouth. I barraged in. O my gas! Si Jay, naka-strap sa operating table, parang genie pig sa isang nakakatakot na experiment. He was on the cutting edge. He was bleeding. At ang doctor na nagpapahirap sa kanya, ang ex-girlfriendniya at ang bago nitong boyfriend, ang nurse na si Walter. Doon ko napatunayang blood is thicker than Walter.
Guess watch? Di ko alam kung paano ko nagawa pero I was able to search and rescue Jay. Siguro adrenaline brush na yun.
Now, he’s recovering. Nag-sorry siya na hindi siya nakinig sa akin. Iknow it’s a better pill to swallow your fried so it’s forgive and forget me not. All swell that end swell. I know we should kiss and puton makeup.
Ang ex-girlfriend naman niya at si Walter, nakakulong na. Detention isreally better than cure. So the moral of the lesson is: if symptoms persist, insult your doctor.
A LOVE STORY--- grammar lessons
We\\\’ ve been friends for a long time ago। We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it\\\’s only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me. He said, \\\"I hope you don\\\’t mine. Can I get your number?\\\" Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn\\\’t give it back? He explained naman na it\\\’s so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, connect me if i\\\’m wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot niya, The! Aba! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears.Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, isipin mo na lang na this is a blessing in the sky. Irregardless daw of his feelings, we\\\’ll go ouch na rin.
Now, we\\\’re so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I\\\’m 33 na and I\\\’m running our time. After 2 weeks, he plopped the question. \\\"Will you marriage me?\\\" I\\\’m in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it\\\’s four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces.
Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, \\\"Well, well, well. Look do we have here.\\\" What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever is that, cut me some slacks! I didn\\\’t want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. Ats if! I don\\\’t want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the marines! I told her, \\\"please, mine you own business!\\\" Who would believe her anyway?Dahil it\\\’s not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I\\\’m so happy.
Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He\\\’s so supportive. Sabi niya, \\\"Look at is this way. She\\\’s our of our lives.\\\"Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, we\\\’ll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion.
Now, we\\\’re so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I\\\’m 33 na and I\\\’m running our time. After 2 weeks, he plopped the question. \\\"Will you marriage me?\\\" I\\\’m in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it\\\’s four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces.
Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, \\\"Well, well, well. Look do we have here.\\\" What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever is that, cut me some slacks! I didn\\\’t want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. Ats if! I don\\\’t want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the marines! I told her, \\\"please, mine you own business!\\\" Who would believe her anyway?Dahil it\\\’s not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I\\\’m so happy.
Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He\\\’s so supportive. Sabi niya, \\\"Look at is this way. She\\\’s our of our lives.\\\"Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, we\\\’ll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
A Strange World
(Realizations of a once-in-a-while KID)
It has been said that in every stage in our life, we face a different world wherein the sum of our valuable learning will be applied. Every phase of our life entails a story that only us could make and only us could master to narrate. Every experience is a history that somehow would teach us on how to handle different situations. Thus, something strike into my mind saying that in every stage, every phase, every experience, it creates a total strange world for us to enter and battle with.
My childhood days is over. The cup of ice cream with a lollipop is no longer a thing for me. Those robots are no longer used but rather displayed. Matchboxes and different toy cars doesn't seem to matter hitherto. But it implies something that somehow molded me: that even if those stuffs do not matter as how it mattered before, the history will tell a story of what and who I was, and what I have become and who I am at this very moment.
I grew up with an orientation that concerns the world of politics. No wonder that the goal sculpted in my mind is to become one of those people combating just to be seated, just to be called Congressman, Senator, Mayor, and be labeled Honorable. But as I started to internalize, think, and ponder on things, I saw something different, something not-so-good, something immoral, something not acceptable.
Before I viewed politics as a ground for true and genuine personalities to offer their selves to be with the people in solving economic problems and ensuring good life for all its respondents. But the time I was able to meet Mr. “politics” I was devastated. Much to my disappointment that this world of politics is an arena of killers and public traitors (of course not all, but almost all). They combat for greed, fame, money, and the rest of its evilness rather than for what they have promised “to be a public servant.” Serving for the purpose of personal interest is a total contradiction to what is expected from a person who is said to be a public servant.
I've known politics in a different desired manner. But I've met it in its real and present scenario, and to tell you, its better to eat a slimy worm than eat politics. Its poisonous! I don't know why people who are said to be the servant of all are blinded with the spark of gold, tempted with pork barrels, fascinated with corruption. Disappointing. So devastating.
For how many times, I told myself not to talk about politics, not to write about politics, and not caring at all. But it's a difficult thing for me to do. Why? For a simple reason that I just can't sit and do nothing, say nothing, express nothing, and care nothing. When you do nothing, what's the use of being a living thing? A rational human being? A responsible citizen? A Filipino! We have to speak for us to be heard. We have to act for us to see motion. We have to move for them to realize that we are not blind with certain things that are happening. It's more than a responsibility, it's adherence to the sense of patriotism: love for our co-citizen and for this country as a whole.
I am a youth, I am a dreamer, I am a visionary, and I am one of those who hopes and pray for this country to change! I may not know the real solution, but in my heart I know change is possible. One country with one vision will definitely take us to heights of sensation and greatness. Unity is what I'm trying to say. Unity is the key to fight corruption, unity is the a strength to win over poverty, unity is the answer to those who are in war, unity and only unity! Being united will draw us near to what we want to achieve and to what we want this country to be.
Let's be one. Let's be one! Let's be one in changing this society, this country, for the better and for what is right. Let this country be not strange but rather a desirable one. Let's make this country something we can be proud of, with a political system we can be grateful about.
God be with us!
Desiderata (desired things) by Max Ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
:D
Friday, January 30, 2009
Bucas Grande, Siargao
Mushroom-shaped limestone rocks, green with foliage, sprout from its shimmery blue waters. Bucas Grande bears a striking resemblance to the Rock Islands of Palau in Micronesia. (Suspected they were twins separated at birth!):D
From here, get on a kayak and paddle through Sohoton Cave, the sole entrance that leads to an enormous labyrinth of a lagoon. There are many nooks and crannies to explore. If you are that adventurous, you can swim with your guide through an underwater tunnel which leads to a hidden cave.
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