Will Not Have 2nd Mass Layoff

http://pinoybusiness.org/2009/03/28/accenture-will-not-have-a-second-mass-layoffs/


need not say more ..

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I can no longer say that I have no time to do this and to do that. I kept on browsing the web for possible opportunities. After a ton of interviews and exams maybe it's time to lay low a bit. I don't want to get frustrated or anything. This comes naturally, after getting used to working and having that EXPECTED regular income at the 15th and month's end.

I came across AdSense by Google. These are ads generated by google. The best thing is you can earn a little amount by just posting this ad on your website. I have a blog, I can post it there. I am planning to build a website, I can post it there.

You get paid per VALID click. Yes VALID is the key word. I am in the process of finding out what that VALID word really mean in the AdSense point of view. No harm in trying. As I've said, I have plenty of time.

COLD SUMMER NIGHTS .. Farewell FrancisM

I was expecting FrancisM to suddenly burst out of nowhere in the first Eheads reunion concert held in Fort Bonifacio.. singing with reckless abandon .. all heart .. SUPERPROXY why don't y'all just talk to me!

Mga kababayan ko .. 1990 kakagraduate ko lang ng grade school nun .. papakinggan namin ang album niya na YO! sa bahay ng kaklase ko .. lumang turn table na nakalagay sa bubong nila at doon kami magpapatugtog.

Kaleidoscope World .. siguro naman sasang ayon kayo na isa ito sa pinakamagandang kanta na ginawa .. makulit na MTV .. hehe mga lalaking naka daster .. oo daster .. sa mga inaakalang Parokya ni Edgar ang unang gumawa noon .. pasensya na .. pero nauna sina FrancisM ..

Happy Battle, Freeman I .. eto ang mga album na binili ko nun .. araw araw napapakinggan ko ang buo album niya .. lalo na pag wla prof nung college days ko sa UST .. ilalabas ko ang Walkman at papakinggan ko ito ..

Girl Be Mine, Lab Song & Rain .. girls & boys listen to these three songs .. then you'll surely appreciate FrancisM full of love and inpiration .. and I promise .. one of these songs will appear in my wedding video

Ahhh syang di na umabot si FrancisM sa concert ng Eheads bukas .. tsk tsk .. maiwan na lang sa imahinasyon natin .. pag tugtog ng SUPERPROXY lalabas si FrancisM .. tulad ng mga napanood nating show nila ..

My rhyme be stickin to ya head like epoxy
This is how it should be done, 'coz this rhyme is identical to none
3 Stars & a sun in one sky so high, one-nine-nine-five until we die
- FrancisM

Eraserheads Reunion Concert

Eraserheads .. for us kids of the 90's this band is ICONIC.. Pwedeng ihalintulad mo na sa mga henerasyon na lumaki sa mga bandang/grupong VST & Co., Juan Dela Cruz at The Dawn. Ang pambato nang henerasyon namin E-heads.
Concert 8302008..8pm Fort Bonifacio Open Field. 6pm andun na kami.. hanggang sa paglitaw ng clock para sa countdown di ko talaga alam kung ano ang expectations ko sa concert. When the clock struck 00:00:00 whew..pandemonium..talunan .. sigawan .. pag-angat ng grupo sa stage.. pagtipa ng unang nota .. ALAPAAP.. oh anung sarap.. di ko inaasahan.. di ko akalain.. parang nakakaluha? ang nakita ko .. parang flash back baga.. ung mga nangyari noong mga panahong kasagsagaan ng mga kanta nila.. parang nakatitig ako sa stage pero nakikita ko ung mga nangyari noon.. hold back those tears dude.. hehe masyado ka naman sentimental..
Sa bawat kanta alam ko marahil ang mga lyrics.. i just sang to the songs.. no head bangin nor jumpin.. just singin and a casual stomp of my feet. What's really weird is.. ang mga katabi namin alam ko na hindi namin kaedad.. Funny how they jump in sheer delight when the band started Alapaap.. akala ko talagang fan siguro itong mga kids.. then after a few lines.. biglang natahimik lang sila.. andun papicture picture with their cp's and digi's.. hehe so ako confirmed.. and inabutan nila ung tribute album for e-heads hehehe.. BUT still the same.. fans of the eheads.. they might not know all of them but I know they LOVE em .. still our generation has a different / deeper understanding of their songs.. a deeper impact as one might say.
An announcement coming from Ely's sister.. that Ely has been rushed to the hospital.. silence.. Have you noticed Ely just right after the last song of the first set? He was on his knees.. akala ko umiiyak nga eh.. maybe fatigue? Maybe overwhelmed? or sige pagsamasamahin na natin lahat.. many felt cheated? many felt that they should have a refund? I know many are dissapointed.. I for one does not know the real score.. Pero think about it.. would the E-heads want ito to be that way? Matatapos ba ang concert sa huling kinanta nila nung first set? I don't think so.. andami pang kulang.. Superproxy(wishing na biglang susulpot si FramsicM), Pare ko, Minsan, El Bimbo at ang hula kong finale.. Para sa Masa. I know mas dissapointed ang E-heads.. After a long time they are performing to those that they grew up with.. the FANS..
Kami .. BITIN ang pinaka appropriate na salita.. pero heto.. nagpapatugtog na lang ng El Bimbo at nangingiti sa mga alaala .. sa ilalim ng bilog na buwan ..

Somalia Runner

I've been wanting to write something about the Olympics. So many things that has happened. Records broken, redemption, defeat and some misconceptions. This afternoon an article in yahoo struck me. Read..

http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/track_field/news?slug=cr-somalirunners082408&prov=yhoo&type=lgns

BEIJING – Samia Yusuf Omar headed back to Somalia Sunday, returning to the small two-room house in Mogadishu shared by seven family members. Her mother lives there, selling fruits and vegetables. Her father is buried there, the victim of a wayward artillery shell that hit their home and also killed Samia’s aunt and uncle.
This is the Olympic story we never heard.
It’s about a girl whose Beijing moment lasted a mere 32 seconds – the slowest 200-meter dash time out of the 46 women who competed in the event. Thirty-two seconds that almost nobody saw but that she carries home with her, swelled with joy and wonderment. Back to a decades-long civil war that has flattened much of her city. Back to an Olympic program with few Olympians and no facilities. Back to meals of flat bread, wheat porridge and tap water.
“I have my pride,” she said through a translator before leaving China. “This is the highest thing any athlete can hope for. It has been a very happy experience for me. I am proud to bring the Somali flag to fly with all of these countries, and to stand with the best athletes in the world.”
There are many life stories that collide in each Olympics – many intriguing tales of glory and tragedy. Beijing delivered the electricity of Usain Bolt and the determination of Michael Phelps. It left hearts heavy with the disappointment of Liu Xiang and the heartache of Hugh McCutcheon.
But it also gave us Samia Yusuf Omar – one small girl from one chaotic country – and a story that might have gone unnoticed if it hadn’t been for a roaring half-empty stadium.
***
It was Aug. 19, and the tiny girl had crossed over seven lanes to find her starting block in her 200-meter heat. She walked past Jamaica’s Veronica Campbell-Brown – the eventual gold medalist in the event. Samia had read about Campbell-Brown in track and field magazines and once watched her in wonderment on television. As a cameraman panned down the starting blocks, it settled on lane No. 2, on a 17-year old girl with the frame of a Kenyan distance runner. Samia’s biography in the Olympic media system contained almost no information, other than her 5-foot-4, 119-pound frame. There was no mention of her personal best times and nothing on previous track meets. Somalia, it was later explained, has a hard time organizing the records of its athletes.
She looked so odd and out of place among her competitors, with her white headband and a baggy, untucked T-shirt. The legs on her wiry frame were thin and spindly, and her arms poked out of her sleeves like the twigs of a sapling. She tugged at the bottom of her shirt and shot an occasional nervous glance at the other runners in her heat. Each had muscles bulging from beneath their skin-tight track suits. Many outweighed Samia by nearly 40 pounds.
After introductions, she knelt into her starting block.
***
The country of Somalia sent two athletes to the Beijing Games – Samia and distance runner Abdi Said Ibrahim, who competed in the men’s 5,000-meter event. Like Samia, Abdi finished last in his event, overmatched by competitors who were groomed for their Olympic moment. Somalia has only loose-knit programs supporting its Olympians, few coaches, and few facilities. With a civil war tearing the city apart since the Somali government’s collapse in 1991, Mogadishu Stadium has become one of the bloodiest pieces of real estate in the city – housing U.N. forces in the early 1990s and now a military compound for insurgents.
That has left the country’s track athletes to train in Coni Stadium, an artillery-pocked structure built in 1958 which has no track, endless divots, and has been overtaken by weeds and plants.
“Sports are not a priority for Somalia,” said Duran Farah, vice president of the Somali Olympic Committee. “There is no money for facilities or training. The war, the security, the difficulties with food and everything – there are just many other internal difficulties to deal with.”
That leaves athletes such as Samia and 18-year old Abdi without the normal comforts and structure enjoyed by almost every other athlete in the Olympic Games. They don’t receive consistent coaching, don’t compete in meets on a regular basis and struggle to find safety in something as simple as going out for a daily run.
When Samia cannot make it to the stadium, she runs in the streets, where she runs into roadblocks of burning tires and refuse set out by insurgents. She is often bullied and threatened by militia or locals who believe that Muslim women should not take part in sports. In hopes of lessening the abuse, she runs in the oppressive heat wearing long sleeves, sweat pants and a head scarf. Even then, she is told her place should be in the home – not participating in sports.
“For some men, nothing is good enough,” Farah said.
Even Abdi faces constant difficulties, passing through military checkpoints where he is shaken down for money. And when he has competed in sanctioned track events, gun-toting insurgents have threatened his life for what they viewed as compliance with the interim government.
“Once, the insurgents were very unhappy,” he said. “When we went back home, my friends and I were rounded up and we were told if we did it again, we would get killed. Some of my friends stopped being in sports. I had many phone calls threatening me, that if I didn’t stop running, I would get killed. Lately, I do not have these problems. I think probably they realized we just wanted to be athletes and were not involved with the government.”
But the interim government has not been able to offer support, instead spending its cash and energy arming Ethiopian allies for the fight against insurgents. Other than organizing a meet to compete for Olympic selection – in which the Somali Olympic federation chose whom it believed to be its two best performers – there has been little lavished on athletes. While other countries pour millions into the training and perfecting of their Olympic stars, Somalia offers little guidance and no doctors, not even a stipend for food.
“The food is not something that is measured and given to us every day,” Samia said. “We eat whatever we can get.”
On the best days, that means getting protein from a small portion of fish, camel or goat meat, and carbohydrates from bananas or citrus fruits growing in local trees. On the worst days – and there are long stretches of those – it means surviving on water and Angera, a flat bread made from a mixture of wheat and barley.
“There is no grocery store,” Abdi said. “We can’t go shopping for whatever we want.”
He laughs at this thought, with a smile that is missing a front tooth.
***
When the gun went off in Samia’s 200-meter heat, seven women blasted from their starting blocks, registering as little as 16 one-hundredths of a second of reaction time. Samia’s start was slow enough that the computer didn’t read it, leaving her reaction time blank on the heat’s statistical printout.
Within seconds, seven competitors were thundering around the curve in Beijing’s Bird’s Nest, struggling to separate themselves from one another. Samia was just entering the curve when her opponents were nearing the finish line. A local television feed had lost her entirely by the time Veronica Campbell-Brown crossed the finish line in a trotting 23.04 seconds.
As the athletes came to a halt and knelt, stretching and sucking deep breaths, a camera moved to ground level. In the background of the picture, a white dot wearing a headband could be seen coming down the stretch.
***
Until this month, Samia had been to two countries outside of her own – Djibouti and Ethiopia. Asked how she will describe Beijing, her eyes get big and she snickers from under a blue and white Olympic baseball cap.
“The stadiums, I never thought something like this existed in the world,” she said. “The buildings in the city, it was all very surprising. It will probably take days to finish all the stories we have to tell.”
Asked about Beijing’s otherworldly Water Cube, she lets out a sigh: “Ahhhhhhh.”
Before she can answer, Abdi cuts her off.
“I didn’t know what it was when I saw it,” he said. “Is it plastic? Is it magic?”
Few buildings are beyond two or three stories tall in Mogadishu, and those still standing are mostly in tatters. Only pictures will be able to describe some of Beijing’s structures, from the ancient architecture of the Forbidden City to the modernity of the Water Cube and the Bird’s Nest.
“The Olympic fire in the stadium, everywhere I am, it is always up there,” Samia said. “It’s like the moon. I look up wherever I go, it is there.”
These are the stories they will relish when they return to Somalia, which they believe has, for one brief moment, united the country’s warring tribes. Farah said he had received calls from countrymen all over the world, asking how their two athletes were doing and what they had experienced in China. On the morning of Samia’s race, it was just after 5 a.m., and locals from her neighborhood were scrambling to find a television with a broadcast.
“People stayed awake to see it,” Farah said. “The good thing, sports is the one thing which unites all of Somalia.”
That is one of the common threads they share with every athlete at the Games. Just being an Olympian and carrying the country’s flag brings an immense sense of pride to families and neighborhoods which typically know only despair.
A pride that Samia will share with her mother, three brothers and three sisters. A pride that Abdi will carry home to his father, two brothers and two sisters. Like Samia’s father two years ago, Abdi’s mother was killed in the civil war, by a mortar shell that hit the family’s home in 1993.
“We are very proud,” Samia said. “Because of us, the Somali flag is raised among all the other nations’ flags. You can’t imagine how proud we were when we were marching in the Opening Ceremonies with the flag.
“Despite the difficulties and everything we’ve had with our country, we feel great pride in our accomplishment.”
***
As Samia came down the stretch in her 200-meter heat, she realized that the Somalian Olympic federation had chosen to place her in the wrong event. The 200 wasn’t nearly the best event for a middle distance runner. But the federation believed the dash would serve as a “good experience” for her. Now she was coming down the stretch alone, pumping her arms and tilting her head to the side with a look of despair.
Suddenly, the half-empty stadium realized there was still a runner on the track, still pushing to get across the finish line almost eight seconds behind the seven women who had already completed the race. In the last 50 meters, much of the stadium rose to its feet, flooding the track below with cheers of encouragement. A few competitors who had left Samia behind turned and watched it unfold.
As Samia crossed the line in 32.16 seconds, the crowd roared in applause. Bahamian runner Sheniqua Ferguson, the next smallest woman on the track at 5-foot-7 and 130 pounds, looked at the girl crossing the finish and thought to herself, “Wow, she’s tiny.”
“She must love running,” Ferguson said later.
***
Several days later, Samia waved off her Olympic moment as being inspirational. While she was still filled with joy over her chance to compete, and though she knew she had done all she could, part of her seemed embarrassed that the crowd had risen to its feet to help push her across the finish line.
“I was happy the people were cheering and encouraging me,” she said. “But I would have liked to be cheered because I won, not because I needed encouragement. It is something I will work on. I will try my best not to be the last person next time. It was very nice for people to give me that encouragement, but I would prefer the winning cheer.
She shrugged and smiled.
“I knew it was an uphill task.”
And there it was. While the Olympics are often promoted for the fastest and strongest and most agile champions, there is something to be said for the ones who finish out of the limelight. The ones who finish last and leave with their pride.
At their best, the Olympics still signify competition and purity, a love for sport. What represents that better than two athletes who carry their country’s flag into the Games despite their country’s inability to carry them before that moment? What better way to find the best of the Olympic spirit than by looking at those who endure so much that would break it?
“We know that we are different from the other athletes,” Samia said. “But we don’t want to show it. We try our best to look like all the rest. We understand we are not anywhere near the level of the other competitors here. We understand that very, very well. But more than anything else, we would like to show the dignity of ourselves and our country.”
She smiles when she says this, sitting a stone’s throw from a Somalian flag that she and her countryman Abdi brought to these Games. They came and went from Beijing largely unnoticed, but may have been the most dignified example these Olympics could offer.

Disabled

Kumakain kami ni Rhechiel ng meryenda kanina sa Mcdo Robinsons Cybermall. Isang babae ang biglang lumapit, nag-abot ng isang maliit na papel at sumesenyas (sign language). Itinuturo niya ung inabot niyang papel.. nung tiningnan ko .. hindi pala basta papel.. isang papel na laminated hehehe.. humihingi ng tulong/abuloy .. parang saint society for the deaf and/or mute yata un.. Pasensya na dahil di ko masyado nabasa or naintindihan lahat .. ang takaw pansin sa nakalagay doon ay

(P20 and above or anything) ..

Aba tignan mo nga naman noh.. may range na pala ngayon. Gusto ko magbigay pero nagdadalawang isip ako dahil dun sa nakita ko. HIndi nga naman siguro masama na ilagay nila un, pero dahil sa ngayon lang ako nakakita ng ganun mejo nangiti ako hehehe..

So isipin na lang natin, ano nga ba ang pwede gawin ng mga kapatid nating may kapansanan, tulad ng mga pipi at bingi (deaf/mute) at bulag? Ewan ko ngunit anong mga opportunities meron sila? Lalo na dito sa Pilipinas? Wala pa talaga akong nakikita na nagttrabaho sa mga kumpanya na mga tulad nila.. So parang mga livelihood programs ang pwede? Pag gawa ng ganito at ng ganire?

Naisip nyo ba na ang swerte din natin? Andaming lumalapit na oppotunity sa atin .. Marami tayong option .. Hindi sa minamaliit ko sila.. hindi un ang ibig kong ipaabot .. wag lang natin syangin ang mga pwedeng dumating .. ibinibigay sa atin .. at kaya nating abuting mga pangarap ..

Numbers

hmmmm LOTTO .. ang laki na ng premyo noh? at least un ang narinig ko .. and malaki na daw ang kikitain ng gobyerno .. biruin mo un? hehehe

2004 my father passed away.. a few months later me mum had a dream. pagkakitang pagkakita niya sa akin may ianbot siyang maliit na papel.. and told me
"napanaginipan ko papa mo .. maliwanag na maliwanag sa isip ko itong mga numerong ito.. baka ito ang tinatayaan ni Papa mo noon.."
"anong gagwin ko dito?", tanong ko
"ewan .. basta yan ang napanaginipan ko", tugon ni mama
Matagal ko ding tinignan an mga numero.. hmm tayaan ko kaya ito sa lotto?
un sana ang gagawin ko .. hawak hawak ko ang papekl na un ng matagal.. hanggang sa malimutan ko na din at eventually nawala ko ang papel..
Sayang ba? nanalo kaya ung mga numero? Yan ang mga tanogn na bumabalik sa utak ko twing maaalala or maririnig ko ang Lotto..
Sa mga mananalo .. tandaan ninyo sa LUPA kayo nakatuntong .. sa mga kunwaring nanalo.. ang KAKAPAL ng MUKHA nyo..

Across the Universe

Across the Universe..

A trip to Penny lane.. blue suburban skies..
For all those who love the Beatles (their songs of course) this is a must see. For those who know the Beatles because of those documentaries shown on TV in the late afternoons you might enjoy this, I know I did. For those baby boomers, di ko lang alam kung tama ung term ko at spelling, this is nostalgia (a bit).

A musical.. Simple movie.. shows the situation, environment and people back then. You may find yourself humming or even singing to the tunes once in a while. I know I was.. There where times that I wanted to just jolt out ala VIDEOKE, but I didn't want to start another musical .. hehehe

Are there any differences from those days compared to today? None. I think mas grabe pa nga noon.. ang mga ginagawa ng tao, kabataan ngayon will take a back seat to those days..

Listening to those good ol Beatles song may bring back memories. Those days that seems never ending .. It did .. although I am a 70's baby but still .. these are the songs I know, I've listened to and sang a piece or two ..


I may have not said enough about the movie.. Hey this is better than High School Musical, hey no offense meant. But this is my kind of movie .. Heck I didn't even watch the High School Musical .. but then again .. ALL WE NEED IS LOVE

Paglalakad sa Kalsada

Ang aking unang pagsusulat sa taong 2008.  Nawa'y maging maligaya, masagana at mapayapa ang ating taon

Habang naglalakad ako sa kahabaan ng JP Rizal St dito sa Marikina, mula bayan hanggang amin nilalakad ko, naalala ko ang mga panahong may tiangge pa sa ilog.  Kapag ako'y ginagabi/inuumaga sa daan madami pang tao at sasakyan sa kalsada.  Di tulad ngayon na wala ka halos makikita.  Kaya palinga linga na lang ako at nagiingat.  

Naalala ko na minsang naglakad ako.  May namataan akong dlawang bata.  Gusgusin sila.. ilalarawan ko na lamang ang nakita ko noon:
mas nakatatandang bata: nakatayo sa bangketa at mistulang tinatawag o pinipilit ang nakababatang kapatid na sumama sa kanya.
pangalawang bata: kung may kakilala, anak, pamangkin or kamaganak na nagsa edad na tatlo hanggang lima siya ang alalahanin mo.  batang lalaki, madungis, walang salawal, madumi at may butas ang manipis na sando na may pipping na dilaw.  ang kanyang mukha, mistulang takot na mangilidngilid ang luha.  Di ko maipinta o mawari kung naiiyak sa gutom?  O kakagising lang? Nasa sulok siya sa tapat ng bahay na kinatatayuan nila.  
Nakatingin ang mas bata sa kanyang nakatatandang kasama.  Sa pilit kong iniisip kung bagong gising ba ito, ayaw ng umalis sa kinalalagyan dahil sa pagod?  Nagugutom kaya ito kaya mangiyakngiyak na ang itsura?  Naghahanap ba siya ng kalinga, magulang o kung sino man na tutulong sa kanya?  Para bang ayaw na niyangumalis doon sa lugar na yaon, naghahanap marahil ng tirahan o masisilungan sa lamig ng gabi.

Unang naramdaman.  Gusto kong tulungan.  Pero napag isip ako, at yan ang mga nailagay ko sa itaas.  Tsk tsk.. dapat nga hindi na nag iisip ang isang tao kung pagtulong din naman ang hangad.  Hanggang sa malagpasan ko sila iniisip ko silang balikan.  Lintek na utak ito.  Dapat di ka na nag isip.  Gawin mo na lang ung nararamdaman mo.

Yaan marahil ang dahilan kaya't di ko sila malimutan.  

Old School

Got this one thru e-mail..
Cico Aseron .. a classmate back in college forwarded this .. thanks man.. couldn't resist to write an entry ...
as usual.. I have my say after every part

So True...and yet so sad for the newer generations...they seem to be missing out on a lot of the good stuff that comes with growing up....
Something to ponder but should be shared. It'll imprint a smile on someone's face and may turn around someone's life....

TO ALL THE KIDSWHO SURVIVED the 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!
maybe we should include the 80's

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
mama was still in college when I was conceived. Still i cannot conclude whether she smoked and/or drank during those days. Maybe she ate tuna, blue cheese or have taken aspirin...

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
ok.. maybe we were put to sleep that way.. but as far as I know.. someone was looking after me.. they were there watching me sleep..singing a tune while they sway my old duyan..

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
I first had a jeep .. then a bike, with little support wheels at the end .. the folks let me play and ride them all day .. remembering how I wanted the support wheels to be removed .. our garage was somewhat higher than the street, so i would run down from the garage to the streets then learn to ride/balance my bike.. they would be shouting "PADJAK PA!.. PADJAK PA!!".. a few bruises and scratches.. I was off..

As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
riding our orange volkswagen beetle was always a treat.. of course I would want to seat near the window.. no seat belts.. always watching the streets..

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
this I remember doing.. If I was thirsty I would drink in the school's drinking fountain, which were merely faucets.. after playing there's no problem drinking in a neighbors garden hose or faucet..

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and
NO ONE actually died from this.
hahaha.. did someone actually died from this? Until now my friends and I drink in I bottle or one glass.. TAGAYAN!!

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank koolade made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because . WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING !
and boy I was really playing hehehe.. I was always thin when I was young, hmmm come to think of it.. I am still thin hehehe

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day.
And we were O.K.
the street lights served as our clock back then.. whenever the lights would come on we will be finishing our games.. there's also the ringing of the church bells.. it's 6pm.. time to go home.. the elders would say "Orasyong na"

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
in our case, my friends and I will be riding our bikes all day.. why did we use our sandals as breaks? that I cannot recall hehehe

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or chat rooms....... WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
we had a conversation with my friends(kumare/kumpare).. Marian and Constine talking about their school.. about how many students they have.. the number of special students.. Mark and I asking why are there cases like that.. when we were young there weren't many.. what maybe the reason.. my response.. "paglaruin mo sa labas ung mga bata ngayon.. wag hayaang sa bahay lang.. nanonood TV at computer".. They agreed.. pakikihalubiho is the key .. let them learn and talk to people..

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
remember when we were young.. when the day is over and we need to clean up.. parents, tito or tita will be helping us clean.. if they would see we have a wound or cut,, they will utter.. "naku bata ka .. naglalaro ka maghapon hindi mo naramdaman na nasugatan ka na.. saan mo nakuha yan?".. thatt's what you get.. what are lawsuits?

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
I did not eat mud pies or worms.. at least that's what i believe hehehe..

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
ahhh the sticks that can be almost anything.. imagination.. it could be the most sufisticated gun.. a sword or what have you..

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
I did this even when I was in college.. going to a friends house.. chatting with them till night time.. sharing a bottle of coke and chippy.. when I was in highschool we even braved the flooded streets just to be able to go to a friends house.. chat with them..

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
whose not afraid of being rejected?? but we learn because of these things.. we understand that there will be other things in store for us

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.

They actually sided with the law!
It must have been hard for them.. but I guess that's what it takes to be able to raise a good child.. I wonder.. nowadays??

These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned

HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

If YOU are one of them . . . CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good
And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were.

For Rhechiel

I never knew such a day could come
And I never knew such a love
Could be inside of one
I never knew what my life was for
But now that you're here I know for sure

[Tamia]
I never knew 'till I looked in your eyes
I was incomplete 'till the day you walked into my life
And I never knew that my heart could feel
So precious and pure
One love, so real

1 - [Both]
Can I just see you every morning when I open my eyes
Can I just feel your heart beating beside me
Every night (and every day)
Can we just feel this way together
Till the end of all time
Can I just spend my life with you

[Eric Benet]
Now baby the days and the weeks
And the years will roll by
But nothing will change the love inside
Of you and I

[Tamia]
And baby I'll never find any words
That could explain
Just how much my heart, my life
My soul you've changed

2 - [Both]
Can you run to these open arms
When no one else understands
Can we tell God and the whole world
I'm your woman, you're my man
Can't you just feel how much I love you
With one touch of my hand
Can I just spend my life with you

No touch has ever felt so wonderful
(You are incredible)
And no deeper love I've never known
(I'll never let you go)
I swear this love is true
(Now and forever, to you)
Only for you (To you)

Repeat 1

Repeat 2

Can I just spend my life with you

Can I just spend my life with you

[Both] Forever here with you

[Eric Benet] Can I just spend my life with you

[Tamia] Can I just see you every morning

When I open my eyes

For Mark

Alalahanin mo ang mga taong nagmamahal sa iyo dito. Marami ka pang pangarap sa buhay kaya tinahak mo ang landas na yan. Marami ka pang gustong marating na lugar kaya ka nagpunta jan. Maghihintay kaming LAHAT sa pagbalik mo.

Kung magkakaproblema ka huwag mag dalawang isip na magdasal .. alalahanin na andito ang mga nagmamahal sa iyo handang mag ugoy ng duyan ..

Sa Ugoy ng Duyan

SA UGOY NG DUYAN

Music by Lucio San Pedro
Lyrics by Levi Celerio

Sana'y di magmaliw ang dati kong araw
Nang munti pang bata sa piling ni Nanay
Nais kong maulit ang awit ni Inang mahal
Awit ng pag-ibig habang ako'y nasa duyan

Sana'y di magmaliw ang dati kong araw
Nang munti pang bata sa piling ni Nanay
Nais kong maulit ang awit ni Inang mahal
Awit ng pag-ibig ako'y nasa duyan

Sa aking pagtulog na labis ang himbing
Ang bantay ko'y tala
Ang tanod ko'y bituin
Sa piling ni Nanay
Langit ang buhay
Puso kong may dusa
Sabik sa ugoy ng duyan mo Inay
Sana narito ka Inay

Sana'y di magmaliw ang dati kong araw
Nang munti pang bata sa piling ni Nanay
Nais kong maulit ang awit ni Inang mahal
Awit ng pag-ibig hang ako'y nasa duyan


Isa sa pinakamagandang kanta na nilikha ng isang Pinoy..kuhang kuha ni Levi Celerio ang damdamin ng bawat tao. Ano nga kaya ang iniisip niya noong isinulat niya ito? Ano ba mayroon ang kantang ito na sa tuwing maririnig ko ako'y napapatigil? Sa totoo lang parang bigla akong nangangarap.. naaalala ang kabataan ko?

heheh madrama ba? OO noh.. madrama ito.. tanga ka kung wala kang nararamdaman na kakaiba kapag narinig mo ang kantang ito.

Hindi ko susubukang himayin ang nilalaman ng kanta.. ayokong makasira sa isang magandang bagay. Ikukwento ko lang ang mga naaalala ko.. and mga naiisip ko..

Parang napapanood ko ang sarili ko noong bata pa ako. Hindi lang nga si mama ang mga naghele sa akin. madami sila. Lam ninyo ba na parang naaalala ko na nakatingin ako sa kanila habang hele nila ako? hmmm posible kaya un? Siguro nasasabi/naiisip ko lang un dahil sa mga litratong nakikita ko na kalong-kalong nila ako.. siguro un nga..

Balikan natin ang pag ugoy nila sa akin.. Anjan sina Ninong at Ninang.. ahhh ang walang kamatayang kanta ni Ninong para makatulog ako.. ako yata ang una niyang ginawan ng ganun.. hanggang ngayon ginagawa pa rin naman niya sa mga sumunod sa akin. Sina Mommy at Daddy na nakangiti sa kanilang unang apo at nilalaro. Sina Tita Vic, Ate Dory, Ate Tessie na kalong kalong ako at nakikipaglaro. Sina Tito Boni at Tita Cel na karga ako sa isang family reunion. Si Lola Tanching at Lolo Taning na kalaro ko sa simbahan. Si Lola Aning na tinutulungan si Mama na bihisan ako. Si Papa na kalong ako noong bibinyagan ako sa simbahan. Si mama na hinehele ako gabi gabi.

Ang sarap alalahanin ng mga panahong yaon.. Para bang gusto ko uling tumabi sa kanila at sabihing "ihele at patulugin mo ulit ako." Makakatuwang alalahanin.. pero bakit ganun?? Napapaluha ako pag naaalala ko..

Buong akala ko si Smurfette lang ang babaeng SMURF

Buti na lang may wikipedia hehehe
Sa tinagal tagal na panahon.. inaakala ko na si smurfette lang talaga ang babaeng smurf. Siya nga daw ang ina ng lahat ng smurf dahil.. ano ka ba.. siya lang ang babae.. so sa kanya lang galing hehehe Salamat sa wikipedia.. nakilala ko ang dalawa pang babaeng smurf

Sassette Sassette Smurfling

Sassette is a smurfling and the second of only three female smurfs to be depicted, appearing after Smurfette and before Nanny. She is a little freckled redhead girl with pigtails, and wears pink overalls.

Sassette actually has the same origins as Smurfette (with a minor difference, she wasn't made by Gargamel). The smurflings (Slouchy, Nat, and Snappy) were pitying Smurfette who felt lonely, being the only girl in the village, so they decided to help her. They learned from Papa Smurf that Smurfette was indeed created magically by Gargamel out of clay. They then went to steal Gargamel's formula and magical recipes for creating Smurfette. They successfully created Sassette, who this time didn't need plastic smurfery (though her rude behavior and attitude needed a bit of chemical tweaking). As they introduced Sassette to Smurfette, Smurfette was overjoyed at having a female friend, albeit a bit of a tomboy.

Of course, they didn't realize that Gargamel had cast a spell on the claybank that would have quite literally turned the little smurfling into a living bomb when the noon sun struck her. Papa's quick thinking and a fortuitous cloud over the sun saved both Sassette and the other smurfs. Gargamel, getting too close to the clay, ended up a victim of his own treachery.

Sassette is a jolly girl who is quite simple-minded. She loves playing smurfball (a game similar to soccer) and disliked reading (until she eventually learned how). Some episodes suggest that she has a crush on Hefty, as she is quick to compliment him on his strength and althleticism. She frequently calls Papa Smurf "Pappy", which he finds irksome, but tolerates. Sassette is unique among the smurfs in that she is fond of Gargamel and is convinced there is good in him (noting that it was his formula that led to her creation).

Nanny

An old flame of Grandpa Smurf's, Nanny enters the cartoon series after being trapped inside a cursed castle for centuries. Grandpa and the others rescue her, and she makes her home with them in the village.

History of term .. A follow up to Coño

from wikepedia again..

History of the term

The origin of the term "Konyo" or "coño" to refer to the affluent members of Philippine society draws from an earlier (19th century) usage of the word coño to refer to Peninsular Spanish expatriates living in colonies such as the Philippines and Latin America. This, in turn, was a result of the ultra-excessive use of the word ¡Coño! (originally "cunt") as a general, all-purpose swear word and expletive on the part of Peninsular Spaniards beginning sometime in the 1800s and continuing today. Many Latin Americans and educated Filipinos of the late 1800s, while they spoke Spanish, did not always use the same oral expressions as native Spaniards. Aside from not using seseo (therefore pronouncing the z and c in ce, ci as the voiceless dental fricative [θ], instead as [s]), the over-used coño expression set the expatriate Non-Andalusian Spaniards apart from the native-born locals. Coño thus became a term that certain Latin Americans (as well as Filipinos of the late 1800s) used for Spaniards which was in analogous fashion to how New Zealanders and Australians continue to refer to the British (especially the English) as "Pommies".

The usage of coño as the favorite expletive for expatriate Spaniards therefore gave them the label. As these expatriate Spaniards, referred to colloquially as coños, were at the top of society in the Philippines and generally held the highest prestige, the term coño later on found itself being used on the broader insular Spanish and mestizo caste who may not necessarily have been of Spanish descent (some were of French, German, Lebanese, etc. backgrounds).

As time went by, the label's usage broadened further to include most members of the Philippine upper classes, regardless of their ethnic background. Today, rich people who are seen to have a very affluent standard of living and betray overtly Western mannerisms, even if they are of Chinese mestizo or ethnic Filipino descent are sometimes referred to as being coño, most particularly if they speak Konyo English.

The word coño often requires a certain Eurocentric orientation, since the richest members of Philippine Society — namely, the ethnic Chinese Taipan class—do not even qualify for the label due to their non-European orientation. That the word coño originally meant "cunt" and later meant "Spaniard" has surely gone a long way to becoming a word associated with a certain Euro-centric sector of the upper crust of Philippine society shows just how far a word's meaning can change.

Coño

From WIKIPIDEA

Coño is a common Spanish idiomatic expression (vulgar). Its actual meaning differs according to region or country, but in Spain and several Latin American countries it is understood as slang for the female genitalia, the vulva (also Concha). In the Philippines, Konyo refers to a certain segment of the upper class, and the variant of English they speak.

In some places, Venezuela particularly, coño has become a feature of speech to express emphasis or to stress a wide variety of emotions, actually drifting from any of its original sexual references, in a situation similar to that of "fuck" in English.

Sa totoo lang.. ang labo.. bakit naman naging ganun ang mening dito sa Pinas ng salitang COÑO?? kaya nga natatawa .. ikwento ko na lang itong narinig namin ng kaibigan ko .. sa isang Exklusibong eswelahan sa Ortigas.. kaututang dila ko ang kaibigan kong si Kaloy .. habang nakatambay naman itong mga estudyante .. iba'y kumakain .. ang iba'y nagkkwentuhan lang naman. dumating ang isang grupo. two girls and 1 guy.. so sa kalapit na lamesa tumabi.. di namin maiwasan na marinig ang pinag uusapan.. dahil na rin sa lakas ng boses nila.. may ipapakilala daw si guy dito sa isang girl.. so malamang ipapartner doon sa isa, dahil kanya na si isa.. hehehehe..
lalaki : "may ipapakilala ako sa iyo"
girl 1 : "sino naman yan? sigurado ka ba na ok yan?"
lalaki : "I'm sure.. he's super COÑO"
PAUSE (nagkatinginan kami ng kaibigan ko .. hehehe eh pareho naming na research ang meaning ng coño.. hehehe)
lalaki : "Oh.. he's here na"
**pakilala si lalaki 2 kina girls
habang nagkkwentuhan ng kung anong kaeklatan.. si bagong dating na lalaki 2 ay panay text.. ocasional na hiti ng yosi ang mejo papungay mata.. hehehe taena yan pala ang itsura ng coño?
So! Parang espesyal na tao.. madaming tinawagan at tinext.. then nagpaalam si lalaki 2.. may important business ek ek na pupuntahan.. so sinamahan siya ni lalaki 1 paalis.
bulongan girls "akala ko naman super gwapo.. eh kalbo na mataba pala"
nyahahahahaha.. nagkatawanan kami ...

note: walang itong entry ko noh? hahahaha

Happy Birthday Brotherhood

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Mark!!!

September 1.. Birthday ni brotherhood Mark ngayon.. ano kaya ang handa?
Happy Birthday din Lola Tanching.. SLN

AMO

8:00 AM

Bangon.. what a morning.. uminom kami kagabi .. RED HORSE.. ito ang TAMA!!
tingin as cellphone.. 4 NEW MESSAGES

patay na si Joel "AMO" .. ung kapatid ni ate Vi

teka totoo ba ito? Palitan ng text sa mga kaibigan.. lahat nagulat.. then confirmed.. mismong kapatid na niya ang nagtext

Isa si Amo sa mga nakilala ko noong high school - college .. sa mga panahon namin sa OLA Youth Ministry.. Siya ang tipong on the go palagi .. pakalat kalat kumbaga..
Nakasama sa Youth Ministry(Charismatic).. nakasama din yata sa disaster management team?
nakakatuwa noon dahil.. pag may handaan or inuman.. lagi namin siyang nakikita.. biglang sumusulpot kumbaga.. may magtatanong, "O saan galing ito? lakas makaamoy". hehehe totoo ganun nga ang akala namin.. malakas makaamoy.. ang totoo.. palaboy siya.. makikita mo laging nakamotor or bike.. Sabihin na nating nakakaamoy nga siya.. pero bilib ako sa kanya.. hindi mo inuutusan .. nagkukusa.. siya ang nag aasikaso at nagiging abala .. makwento.. maraming alam.. ugaling taga Marikina ..
Da best na ala ala ko sa kanya noong sumama siya sa Star City.. Kumain ng burger.. takaw mo pre.. tapos nagkahamunan na sumakay sa parang roller coaster na may malaking loop.. hehehe naalala ko reaction ninyo ni pareng Aries doon.. para kayong cartoon characters.. "Ang KULIT!".. pero pagbaba, wag ka!! itong si amo sumusuka.. nilagay mo ba ung ulo mo sa loob ng trash can? hehehe.. tanggal lahat ng kinain..


A toast to AMO.. rest in PEACE bro..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOLA ANING

Belated Happy Birthday Lola Aning

July 26 (1914?) di lang ako masyadong sigurado sa taon ng kapanganakan niya.. kung tama ang naaalala ko namatay siya last 2004 sa edad na 89.. dapat 92 na yata siya.. ano ba meron sa araw na ito.. mga may kaarawan: Kate Beckinsale, Sandra Bullock, Kevin Spacey at si Mick Jagger.

PASASALAMAT. Sa pagpapalaki sa mga magulang namin. Alam namin na naligaya kayo at may pagmamalaki sa inyong mga anak. Na gayon na rin ang tinuturo sa amin ngayon. Alam ko na hindi namin naipakita sa iyo noong nabubuhay ka pa or kulang ang naipapakita naming pasasalamat noon.. Sa nakikita ko .. sapat na at natutuwa kayo na makitang matiwasay at maayos ang lahat. Alam kong lahat kami pinagmamalaki ninyo .. simula sa mga anak .. sa mga apo .. kinatutuwa ang mga apo sa tuhod.. siguro naman maganda ang kinalabasan ng lahat.. Naka grad na si erwin ng Law.. naghahanda ng mag take ng board exam sa pagiging doctor si Joel .. si Bonel naman kilala na sa larangan ng badminton..

Naalala ko kung paano kayo magluto noon. Sino ba naman ang nagsabing hindi sila nasarapan sa mga inihahain inyo? pag iniisip ko .. ano ba ang pwede kong itawag sa pamamaraan ninyo? Buti na lang naituro ni Lola Bitang sa inyo ang mga pamamaraan na iyan.. at nakakatuwa namang natutunan din ng mga anak ninyo.. sana kami rin mabigyan ng pagkakataong matutunan yan. Namimiss ko na ang leche flan ninyo.. ang kare-kare.. ang waknatoy.. at ang nilaga na tuwing Linggo mo niluluto.. anjan din ang sopas tuwing Bagong Taon

May iba rin kayong pamamaraan sa pakikitungo sa kapwa. Mayroon kayong karisma at iba ang dating ninyo. Siguro natural lang yan sa mga tulad ninyong lumaki na talaga sa Marikina.. at ang tinutukoy ko dito ay ang totoong taga Marikina.. May pamamaraan kay ona parang kilala ninyo ang lahat? kilala kayo ng lahat? alam ninyo ang lahat? ika nga nila.. "si lola Aning pa!!!"

Nakakatuwa ring alalahanin ang mga paglalakbay na ginawa ninyo.. Andami ninyong napuntahan.. nalibot na yata ninyo ang kabuuan ng Luzon at ibang parte ng Katimugan. Natutuwa rin ako at naranasan ninyong makapunta sa Banal na Lupain. Sa inyog mga kwento sa mga nangyari, nakita at naranasan doon.

Naaalala ko ang mga ka-tropa ninyo noon. Masaya kayong nagkikita kita sa bahay. Doon ay maglalaro lang kayo maghapon ng baraha. Andoon lang kami at manonood sa inyo. At kung wala namang darating na mga kaibigan.. kami kami na lang ang kalaro ninyo.. at bibigyan ninyo kami ng puhunan bawat isa.. ang pinaglalabanan natin ay pera din ninyo ..

Bago kayo umuwi mula sa inyong pamamalengke ay dadaan muna kayo sa bahay namin upang bigyan ako ng mangga or anumang prutas na nabili ninyo.

Ang pagdadasal ninyo sa kapilya ng San Roque. Naaalala ko na kayo lang ni Tita Cel ang nagdadasal noon.. at magibbiruan ang mga anak ninyo na nag sasagutan nanaman kayong dalawang magkapatid.. at pinaririnig pa ninyo sa buong baryo...

Paano nga ba ung mga itinuro mo sa akin noong pagbasa as sinasabi ng ulap? Alam ninyo takot lang talaga akong malaman ang ganyang mga bagay. Kinalimutan ko lang ba talaga ng sadya ung mga itinuro ninyo? Naaalala ko tatawag pa kayo sa telepono para palabasin ako ng bahay at tignan ang ulap.. ano na kaya ang sinasabi nila ngayon?

Bisita Iglesia naman pag mahal na araw.. di namin malaman kung ggano ba kayo kabilis magdasal? hehehe.. nagtataka lang kasi kami parang ambilis ninyo natatapos ung 3 ama namin, 3 Aba Ginoong Maria at 3 luwalhati. Aba't natatapos pa lang ako sa isa ay tumatayo n akaagad kayo.

Ang isa sa pinaka naaalala ko at hinahanap hanap ko sa bawat taon. Ang inyong pamamaalam at pasaaslamat sa pagtatapos ng inyong Pabasa, Piging. Parang kulang .. sa nagdaang taon kailangang masanay na ako na ibang boses ang maririnig ko doon. Pasensya na hindi ko yat akayang basahin un. Kita ninyo nga si Tita Cel noong unang taon na wala ka na.. naiyak siya sa pagbabasa.. un ang kinakatakot ko .. siguro sa mga darating na pagkakataon na lang..

Hmmm ano kaya ginawa nating pamilya nitong kaarawan ninyo? panigurado ko magkakasam tayong lahat. May manlilibre kaya ng Ice cream? Di ba yan ang kantiyaw tuwing may kaarawan? Oo naman.. syempre.. "si Lola Aning pa!!!"

Bumabagyong araw

Tama bang tawaging bumabagyong araw? eh hindi naman natin nasisilayan ang araw ng mga panahong ito?

Buti na lang ang nag deklarang wlang pasok ngayon ang DEP ED. Pasalamat kayo at hindi umaraw.. hehehe ganyan naman kayo di ba? Deklare kayo walang pasok ngayon.. tapos biglang sisikat ang araw.. pag sinabi ninyong may pasok.. ubod ng lakas ng ulan at hangin... tsk tsk tsk

Eh ang mga opisina or business ek ek? Syempre hindi.. kung kaya mo pang pumasok .. pumasok ka.. malaki ka na.. hindi ka na estudyante.. hehehe .. walang pakialam kahit parang basang sisiw na naglalakad sa kalsada. .tinatangay ng hangin ang payong.. at may mga mayayabang pang nagmamaneho na wlang pakundangan sa mga naglalakad sa paligid ang .. biglang haharurot at syepmre pa.. mababasa ka.. lintek kayo!!

Ahhhh anjan pa rin ang mga MALL.. malamang ang mga estudyante ngayon nag babalak ng gumimik .. magkitakita.. magchikachika.. manood ng sine.. at maniwala kayo't sa hindi.. pati sila nagkakape na.. so, STarBucks here we come..

Pinakamasarap ngayong umuulan.. matulog.. kahit buong araw ako matulog ok lang.. anlamig ng panahon.. kahit walang aircon or electric fan malamig pa rin..

Pasasalamat ko lang mayroon ako.. tayong masisilungan.. naisip mo na ba kung paano na ung mga wlang tirahan?