Monday, September 24, 2012
Her heart flurries as he sees him climb the bus. She gives him that funny look as he walks towards her. He smiles, that smile that never fails to weaken her knees, and sits beside her. She quips a word or two and he chuckles. He taunts her, laughs, and they laugh together. Shortly, the spontaneous conversation starts.
Monday, May 07, 2012
ambisyosa
At the Tanduay 5 concert last night..
[NAPAGKAMALAN] "Guard, 'wag mo na siyang i-search. Kasama siya sa staff."
A guy, with an air of authority, was telling the secuirty guard after discovering that I had 3 pens and a pencil inside my bag,
Thank you mister-whoever-you-are for saving my favorite pen and pencil from being confiscated. I must have had appeared to be a part of the T5 staff last night. Either that or I really have a harmless demeanor (someone who would never even attempt to stab somebody with a pen) and you did the courtesy of saving my pens. lol
[AMBISYOSA] And if I only had my dslr with me (which is yet to be repaired) and did look like a part of the staff, I could have gone up freely to the stage and join the official photographers take photos of Wolfgang, Urbandub, Kamikazee, Rico Blanco (I wish Bamboo was with him, though :-) and Parokya ni Edgar slammin' and rockin' up Tacloban. (hahaha! libre lang mangarap)
Friday, May 08, 2009
Lethal left
Manny Pacquiao and me have one thing in common. Not that I'm a Filipino, but because I'm a leftie as well. :-D and probably, my left is lethal, too. hehe
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Call this blogorrhea.. (Oh, and did I get the spelling right?) I'm just compelled to post something here because I haven't had "blogspot-ed" in a while. And have a year and a half had passed already? duh.. but then again, this isn't my official blog. Xanga is. I feel like a traitor shouting this here in blogspot. hahaha! But I do like this scribe template. Whoever designed this, it's cool, you know, like those musty crisp yellowed pages you can only find on old books. Now, I'm already rambling. haha!
I had a rather hilarious moment this morning when I woke up staring at the clock with the short hand, in all its glory pointing towards the figure nine. Flummoxed as I was, it came to mind that the clock was probably broken otherwise I'd be late, very late... for work. Then I suddenly realized it's a Sunday. duh..
These extended hours at the office, overtime work even on weekends where I'm supposed to be at home, has practically changed my, what do you call this, hmm subconcious thinking(?) even up to now that it's actually over.
Glad it's over.
I had a rather hilarious moment this morning when I woke up staring at the clock with the short hand, in all its glory pointing towards the figure nine. Flummoxed as I was, it came to mind that the clock was probably broken otherwise I'd be late, very late... for work. Then I suddenly realized it's a Sunday. duh..
These extended hours at the office, overtime work even on weekends where I'm supposed to be at home, has practically changed my, what do you call this, hmm subconcious thinking(?) even up to now that it's actually over.Glad it's over.
Monday, January 01, 2007
yearend blahness
Here I am... I still exist. I still do…
The news of Saddam’s execution had taken me aback. Sure, I do believe that justice has been served at last. For the inhumanities he’d done, he definitely deserved some punishment. But when I saw the photos and the videos that day, watching him on the gallows made me cringe. Somewhere in my heart, I could trace a fragment of pity for him not to mention the horror I felt witnessing a real human being being hanged to death. After all, I never was an advocate of death penalty and perhaps never will be.
Two days ago, the 30th of December was a national holiday in the Philippines. We were commemorating the martyrdom of our greatest national hero, Dr. Jose P. Rizal on the year 1896- that’s a hundred and ten years up to now. I’m talking of a different kind of execution here- literally and figuratively. This was death through a firing squad and the Spanish conquerors were behind it. We Filipinos know the details so I’m sparing much of it. The writings he’d done especially his two novels written in the Spanish language, “Noli Me Tangere” (Touch Me Not) and “El Filibusterismo.”(The Subversion) revealed the cruelties of the Spanish conquerors to the native Filipinos. Figure out what happens next... I'd read the two novels myself during highschool. I was awfully moved and wanted to crush Father Damaso (the main antagonist) in my hands. If that was what I felt, how much more the native Filipinos suffering injustice during those times.It didn't end just there with the Spaniards. There came the ruthless Japanese invaders during WW2. It's all over the history books. I've even heard stories of it from my grandma who survived the said war. But something's missing, when asked which among the 3 countries were the most cruel, the elders who joined the guerilla forces would said that it was the Japs. The academic historians' most probable answer are the Spaniards. Sure because it's what they had read in the books. But did you know that during the war between the Americans and the Filipinos here in the Philippines(late 1800's most probably), more than 200,00 Filipinos (or 1 in every 6 Filipinos in Luzon) had been killed by these Americans. Oh, this wasn't taught at school because the ones who made the curriculum of the Filipinos and the whole educational system starting that time were the Thomasites (Americans). Thus, concealing the inhumanities they did in our history........ (lifted from some webpage I can't remember)
Oh, so much for that. I don't wanna begin the year with so much aversion for these people. That was the past... and somehow they had useful contributions to our country, too. Call that trade-off.
Off to a tangent, it didn't stop raining for like 3 consecutive days already, until yesterday. We hadn't had electricity for about 12 hours. There had been rumors that a lanslide had taken place again in Southern Leyte. Again? I had to close my eyes and hoped it was not true. When the electricity went back again, I hurriedly nosed for the news. Thankfully, there was none.
Our country had already had its share of these tragic disasters- stampede, oil spills, landslides, supertyphoons, etc. The people had suffered enough, I could only utter a prayer. These together with the politicians who are acting like wild beasts freed from their cages- putting their personal interests first before the betterment of the whole nation. Oh, what's the future of this place?
Behind all these, we still have a lot of things worth celebrating for. There's the world boxing champion Manny Pacquiao, billiards champion Ronnie Alcano, and the Philippine team who embarked on a trek to Mt. Everest's summit. These were the people who waved the Philippine flag proudly to the world and somehow brought us unity.. and inspiration.
There are lots of other things that we should be thankful for. The simple things in life. The air that we breathe, our family, our friends. The thought that inspite all these we still survive. The thought that there is God silently guiding us as we tread on the journey of life.
Hey, it's the 1st day of 2007. Happy New Year! I'm not making any new year's resolutions. I had stopped doing so eversince I forgot when. I just wish that the year ahead wil be filled with peacefullness. Peace on Earth goodwill to men! Happy New Year!
The news of Saddam’s execution had taken me aback. Sure, I do believe that justice has been served at last. For the inhumanities he’d done, he definitely deserved some punishment. But when I saw the photos and the videos that day, watching him on the gallows made me cringe. Somewhere in my heart, I could trace a fragment of pity for him not to mention the horror I felt witnessing a real human being being hanged to death. After all, I never was an advocate of death penalty and perhaps never will be.
Two days ago, the 30th of December was a national holiday in the Philippines. We were commemorating the martyrdom of our greatest national hero, Dr. Jose P. Rizal on the year 1896- that’s a hundred and ten years up to now. I’m talking of a different kind of execution here- literally and figuratively. This was death through a firing squad and the Spanish conquerors were behind it. We Filipinos know the details so I’m sparing much of it. The writings he’d done especially his two novels written in the Spanish language, “Noli Me Tangere” (Touch Me Not) and “El Filibusterismo.”(The Subversion) revealed the cruelties of the Spanish conquerors to the native Filipinos. Figure out what happens next... I'd read the two novels myself during highschool. I was awfully moved and wanted to crush Father Damaso (the main antagonist) in my hands. If that was what I felt, how much more the native Filipinos suffering injustice during those times.It didn't end just there with the Spaniards. There came the ruthless Japanese invaders during WW2. It's all over the history books. I've even heard stories of it from my grandma who survived the said war. But something's missing, when asked which among the 3 countries were the most cruel, the elders who joined the guerilla forces would said that it was the Japs. The academic historians' most probable answer are the Spaniards. Sure because it's what they had read in the books. But did you know that during the war between the Americans and the Filipinos here in the Philippines(late 1800's most probably), more than 200,00 Filipinos (or 1 in every 6 Filipinos in Luzon) had been killed by these Americans. Oh, this wasn't taught at school because the ones who made the curriculum of the Filipinos and the whole educational system starting that time were the Thomasites (Americans). Thus, concealing the inhumanities they did in our history........ (lifted from some webpage I can't remember)
Oh, so much for that. I don't wanna begin the year with so much aversion for these people. That was the past... and somehow they had useful contributions to our country, too. Call that trade-off.
Off to a tangent, it didn't stop raining for like 3 consecutive days already, until yesterday. We hadn't had electricity for about 12 hours. There had been rumors that a lanslide had taken place again in Southern Leyte. Again? I had to close my eyes and hoped it was not true. When the electricity went back again, I hurriedly nosed for the news. Thankfully, there was none.
Our country had already had its share of these tragic disasters- stampede, oil spills, landslides, supertyphoons, etc. The people had suffered enough, I could only utter a prayer. These together with the politicians who are acting like wild beasts freed from their cages- putting their personal interests first before the betterment of the whole nation. Oh, what's the future of this place?
Behind all these, we still have a lot of things worth celebrating for. There's the world boxing champion Manny Pacquiao, billiards champion Ronnie Alcano, and the Philippine team who embarked on a trek to Mt. Everest's summit. These were the people who waved the Philippine flag proudly to the world and somehow brought us unity.. and inspiration.
There are lots of other things that we should be thankful for. The simple things in life. The air that we breathe, our family, our friends. The thought that inspite all these we still survive. The thought that there is God silently guiding us as we tread on the journey of life.
Hey, it's the 1st day of 2007. Happy New Year! I'm not making any new year's resolutions. I had stopped doing so eversince I forgot when. I just wish that the year ahead wil be filled with peacefullness. Peace on Earth goodwill to men! Happy New Year!
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