<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810</id><updated>2011-07-30T12:50:12.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the prodigal son</title><subtitle type='html'>me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-8527338210671533514</id><published>2010-03-21T06:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T11:38:09.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i noticed that i hardly blogged these past months and it's probably because of my work. i already feel the effects of a shifting schedule. as a matter of fact, i always plan to do things on weekends but then lack of sleep through the week just overpowers everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;years ago i gave in to the cool idea of having an intangible space as an outlet to share who i am as a person - the real me that is. you know, things i love to do - traveling to different places, being a foodie, trying out new sports, random ideas, special events in my life, special people, random people or just about anything i like to do outside of my work. but here i am today having that odd feeling that i haven't dug deep into myself to know myself. sometimes i need to write about me to know more about me. you know what i mean? probably not. i'm just babbling..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta&lt;/span&gt; from now on i will find time to widen this space. i need to know who i am nowadays :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-8527338210671533514?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8527338210671533514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8527338210671533514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-noticed-that-i-hardly-blogged-these.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3450963214325181297</id><published>2010-03-21T05:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T05:40:05.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>gun ban exemption</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;got this idea from &lt;a href="http://www.motwister.com/blog/2010/3/17/this-just-happened-to-me.html"&gt;Mo's&lt;/a&gt; blog. and yeah, i know a guy friend who was violated by this act. and take note, it happened inside our office's restroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/S6Xn9YdBk4I/AAAAAAAAAcI/t9YFomWjyEE/s1600-h/dude_eitquette.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/S6Xn9YdBk4I/AAAAAAAAAcI/t9YFomWjyEE/s320/dude_eitquette.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451017965724078978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. this is one of those unspoken rules amongst guys which should be upheld at all times. so whoever violates or even tries to, ought to be shot. in the balls. twice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3450963214325181297?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3450963214325181297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3450963214325181297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2010/03/got-this-idea-from-mos-blog.html' title='gun ban exemption'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/S6Xn9YdBk4I/AAAAAAAAAcI/t9YFomWjyEE/s72-c/dude_eitquette.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3083819321983699395</id><published>2009-08-06T12:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T11:53:22.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>booboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i read from online forums that there were serious errors in the news coverage of president Cory's funeral. i actually did witness two occasions when a news anchor mistakenly said the incumbent's name rather than the former president in reference to the funeral. one thing that stood out though is from today's edition (August 6, 2009) of the Manila Bulletin in one of its captions. i immediately went to scourge for a copy and i got the last from 7/11 across our office. indeed, at the back page of the main section i found this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Sn7qmiN00hI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ArWZpghlOZQ/s1600-h/IMG_2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Sn7qmiN00hI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ArWZpghlOZQ/s320/IMG_2489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367985753612931602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;funny as hell :D don't know what PGMA's reaction will be hehe. as for the newspaper editor, is this enough for him to get in trouble or be axed? let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;had this been the headline, i don't know if people will mourn or rejoice hahaha :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3083819321983699395?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3083819321983699395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3083819321983699395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-6-2009-edition-of-manila.html' title='booboo'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Sn7qmiN00hI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ArWZpghlOZQ/s72-c/IMG_2489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-5450511328292875942</id><published>2009-08-05T05:26:00.026-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:17:44.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>final farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a couple of times i planned to attend the public viewing of Tita Cory's wake in Manila Cathedral but untimely work demands prevented me to. i heard from the news coverage her cortege would be passing by Osmeña highway so i thought this would be my last opportunity to sort of pay my respects to our former president so i felt compelled to go. i sneaked out from the office, camera strapped on my neck, and went with my friend, Mark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in no time we found ourselves along the Buendia flyover. it was raining hard but surprisingly scores of people turned out to bid their final farewell. everyone was patiently waiting under the bad weather. and in observance of Cory's favorite hue, some people were clad in yellow shirts, jackets, others with yellow ribbons, umbrellas and balloons. i wonder if someone brought with them  those giant yellow foam Laban signs - you remember those, back from the 80's people power? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i actually climbed atop a fire truck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to have a better view. below are some of my shutter peeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freedom of expressions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnlvjIOTEGI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XX5O1IIsgXg/s1600-h/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnlvjIOTEGI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XX5O1IIsgXg/s320/IMG_2300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366443080282214498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snlye_j-GlI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Co-roY-wCiQ/s1600-h/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snlye_j-GlI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Co-roY-wCiQ/s320/IMG_2327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366446307772602962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snqo_m2DKmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Yo9cwGM1bR0/s1600-h/IMG_2323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snqo_m2DKmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Yo9cwGM1bR0/s320/IMG_2323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366787716677839458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnqpOO-aE2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/4XtWibKmk-c/s1600-h/IMG_2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnqpOO-aE2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/4XtWibKmk-c/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366787967968482146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sight was amazing. a truly historic moment. i saw children who were not even born during the EDSA people power revolution nor her presidency but their parents brought them along to witness an event which they might not able to comprehend for now but someday will fully understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snqz64nHmoI/AAAAAAAAAak/VOG5N4F1_YI/s1600-h/IMG_2294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snqz64nHmoI/AAAAAAAAAak/VOG5N4F1_YI/s320/IMG_2294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366799730175613570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snqz6Cz8ScI/AAAAAAAAAac/P4tK2YrqlCA/s1600-h/IMG_2321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snqz6Cz8ScI/AAAAAAAAAac/P4tK2YrqlCA/s320/IMG_2321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366799715733883330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the media wagon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq0Ux77cdI/AAAAAAAAAas/nf1zhCc9E-Y/s1600-h/IMG_2331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq0Ux77cdI/AAAAAAAAAas/nf1zhCc9E-Y/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366800175060447698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the sea of Filipino people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq0sJYIX0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/iPaH7u8otyw/s1600-h/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq0sJYIX0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/iPaH7u8otyw/s320/IMG_2332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366800576489742146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;president Cory's coffin draped with the Philippine flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq0ssPsh9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/lXoFVjDMS9s/s1600-h/IMG_2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq0ssPsh9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/lXoFVjDMS9s/s320/IMG_2334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366800585849604050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sea of people along Osmeña high way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq1JD4nBXI/AAAAAAAAAbE/qwjj4YKc-Bw/s1600-h/IMG_2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq1JD4nBXI/AAAAAAAAAbE/qwjj4YKc-Bw/s320/IMG_2337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366801073231562098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some of the Cojuangco and Aquino family and relatives expressing their gratitude towards the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq3ZYucMsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Gp8thSr2LPM/s1600-h/IMG_2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq3ZYucMsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Gp8thSr2LPM/s320/IMG_2339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366803552727216834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq3Z404FHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/V896gtW7s3A/s1600-h/IMG_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq3Z404FHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/V896gtW7s3A/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366803561344144498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq32KLFtVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/LogsYy-EmnE/s1600-h/IMG_2349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq32KLFtVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/LogsYy-EmnE/s320/IMG_2349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804047037052242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq37RjIFvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/i8qh_ssNPqs/s1600-h/IMG_2343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq37RjIFvI/AAAAAAAAAbk/i8qh_ssNPqs/s320/IMG_2343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804134916265714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq4SsqsdzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/bX8iEVdgB_I/s1600-h/IMG_2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq4SsqsdzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/bX8iEVdgB_I/s320/IMG_2356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804537332758322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some of her presidential decisions might have been incorrect as to some may seem but part of her legacy is the transition of our government from the dictatorship to democracy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq5Lv7EPVI/AAAAAAAAAb0/Ooj5OtDu3wA/s1600-h/IMG_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Snq5Lv7EPVI/AAAAAAAAAb0/Ooj5OtDu3wA/s320/IMG_2359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366805517459275090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i hope her passing does not just leave confetti on our roads or bring us as a nation to just mourn. i hope her example models us to be better individuals. enough with the "proud to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinoy&lt;/span&gt;" as it can be overused. Filipino pride is not a mere birth right. it is earned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;people's passion for democracy might have died down but believe me the embers are still there. and it takes an event like this, the passing of a former front runner, to fan the flames again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the spirit stays alive. i felt it. let's carry on. let's make a difference. she has shown us the way. sacrificed her family and personal life even. now that she's gone it is simply up to us to follow her path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-5450511328292875942?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5450511328292875942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5450511328292875942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-farewell.html' title='final farewell'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnlvjIOTEGI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XX5O1IIsgXg/s72-c/IMG_2300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-8333806725338228013</id><published>2009-08-05T00:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:27:42.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Salamat at paalam President Cory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnkaIOF8fZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/luY3ZxqkWRo/s1600-h/cory_aquino1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnkaIOF8fZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/luY3ZxqkWRo/s320/cory_aquino1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366349159512964498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we have been witnesses during the past days of the outpouring of love, support and respect for our former president Cory. admired by us Filipinos, and international dignitaries as well, for her humility, simplicity and utmost integrity and honesty in governance Tita Cory is now being showered with so much love by the very people she fought democry for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the same people who entrusted her our nation once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the very people whom his husband Ninoy worthily died for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i watched today the final mass held at the Manila Cathedral, the attendance of families, friends, former government officials pro and critics alike, foreign delegations, rich and poor, well known and ordinary are all testament to how her life made an impact to everyone. her faith and trust in the Filipino people never wavered. despite numerous attempts to put her down during her presidency, she courageously fought and withstood with honor. it's typical of us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinoys &lt;/span&gt;to love people who loved us first and that's what we are witnessing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her passing all of a sudden awakened that feeling of being democratic in each of us. that feeling of giving back to our nation. that feeling of caring for our children's future by ensuring we will not be ruled by darkness again. i hope everyone would take into heart her and Ninoy's sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a personal note i feel the Aquino family's pain. my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay &lt;/span&gt;went through the same medical condition and we were witness to her physical pain. those of us who left behind had to endure the emotional pain afterward. no one said it'd be easy but you get strength from the people around you. this overcomes whatever mourning death brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've seen and heard personal accounts from friends and families of how Cory became their loving friend, caring mother, great adviser, companion, courageous leader, one who encourages in return, a simple person who also eats cup noodles, a faithful servant of the Lord and a humble person. if there's one thing every Filipino should be grateful for, i think it's how we should love our families while they're still with us. yes it may be true that there's not really enough time to spend with someone you love but why don't we just cherish whatever time is given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paalam po &lt;/span&gt;President Cory. you're now in a better place. after all your sacrifices for us, it's now time to reunite with your Creator. and Ninoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maraming salamat po&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masarap palang maging &lt;/span&gt;Pilipino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-8333806725338228013?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8333806725338228013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8333806725338228013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/08/salamat-at-paalam-president-cory.html' title='Salamat at paalam President Cory'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnkaIOF8fZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/luY3ZxqkWRo/s72-c/cory_aquino1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-734622509255763916</id><published>2009-07-31T02:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:36:25.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"malay ko sayo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is a late post but hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 3 weeks ago, Jaja, as part of her birthday celebration treated us to a Korean hmmm delight, i would say. Jaja is a teammate (office) and is known to many as a fan girl of everything Korean (or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lahat yata ng singkit ang mata&lt;/span&gt;). she speaks Korean, writes a little Korean, talks about Korean crushes, watches those Korean youtube videos after work, has Korean bangs, eats Korean and maybe sleeps like Korean - if there is such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't exactly remember the last time i ate Korean food so that last time would have probably been forgettable. i didn't know what to expect in other words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so off we go to the K-town (go figure) somewhere in Makati Ave near Rockwell area &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on a Saturday morning just about lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKYzkR-iPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/doNup6-HmvI/s1600-h/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKYzkR-iPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/doNup6-HmvI/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364518117831510258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is the place (i know, that is forgettable haha). it doesn't resemble a lot like a restaurant and because it isn't. it's more of a residence turned into a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;karinderia&lt;/span&gt;-like setting. being an observer, what i always look out for in these foreign food outlets/restaurants is if their local countrymen patronize them. as soon as we enter, the place is filled with - you guessed it right - Koreans. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kami lang ang pinoy&lt;/span&gt;. the place is also owned and operated by Koreans. so it must be good and authentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, K's have these weird greetings that sound like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malay ko sayo&lt;/span&gt;!" haha so i greet back with "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malay ko rin sa inyo&lt;/span&gt;" and then bow as a sign of respect. i don't know, maybe it's just me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so all we did was sit around the table then their crew, which btw are all Filipinas, served what Jaja ordered for everyone. let the pictures tell you what they are because i don't even know what i stuffed in my mouth hehe :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKdOvJ0KyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/qpz_KdH9-Uo/s1600-h/IMG_1440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKdOvJ0KyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/qpz_KdH9-Uo/s320/IMG_1440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364522982653045538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each table had its own grill cooktop and someone cooked for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKcqYSxb4I/AAAAAAAAAW8/8HbJENKz1Mg/s1600-h/IMG_1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKcqYSxb4I/AAAAAAAAAW8/8HbJENKz1Mg/s320/IMG_1442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364522358041309058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yummy! and healthy take note :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merong &lt;/span&gt;rice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dyan pero konti lang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKha8gPWtI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dpRwdouMqaw/s1600-h/3_pics_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKha8gPWtI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dpRwdouMqaw/s320/3_pics_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527590441704146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some close up shots. they had this super hot hot hot soup which i liked very much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero di ko naisip &lt;/span&gt;picture-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ran&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daig ng matakaw ang &lt;/span&gt;camera hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKiyW-yL-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/ATS7eN0rhig/s1600-h/IMG_1488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKiyW-yL-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/ATS7eN0rhig/s320/IMG_1488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364529092197756898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;burp! ooppss :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKjGTXm3II/AAAAAAAAAXs/S1ODJoZc1G8/s1600-h/IMG_1485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKjGTXm3II/AAAAAAAAAXs/S1ODJoZc1G8/s320/IMG_1485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364529434825514114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh, this is our miserable attempt to imitate a Korean poster guy. and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of course, we miserably failed :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very pleasant experience indeed and i was surprised myself. i am excited for the next one actually. not only were Korean food &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masarap &lt;/span&gt;(or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka depende din sa kakainan&lt;/span&gt;) they're very healthy too. no wonder &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makikinis ang kutis nila&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;subukan ko kaya kumain ng &lt;/span&gt;kimchi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;araw araw. hehe magkakasakit naman ata ako ng almoranas&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we drove all the way back to Greenbelt 3 to satisfy everyone's sweet tooth. that's another story and may require another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Jaja, kelan na ulit? "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malay ko sayo&lt;/span&gt;!" bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-734622509255763916?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/734622509255763916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/734622509255763916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-late-post-but-hey.html' title='&quot;malay ko sayo&quot;'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SnKYzkR-iPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/doNup6-HmvI/s72-c/IMG_1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-568292615980833453</id><published>2009-07-07T15:55:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:37:26.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am watching the live feed of the Michael Jackson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;memorial service &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and boy i lost it at the end part when Michael's daughter Paris talked and thanked his daddy. "ever since i was born daddy has been the best father that you can ever imagine... and i just wanted to say i love him so much..." my tears just welled up hearing this girl. *sniff sniff* such short but powerful speech. she essentially got the most compelling and moving words of the entire service. she channeled the same emotion as i did when my own mother died. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9c1FEsG7D0Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9c1FEsG7D0Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before Paris' speech, it was one of his brothers speaking, Marlon if i remember it right. i enjoyed hearing his story about Michael having to disguise (with some fake hair and no slip-ons) and went to a local store. when Marlon found him he called for him and said, "Michael what are you doing here?" to which MJ responded, "how did you know it was me?" haha i love that part :) Marlon responded, "because you're my brother. i know you." oh such a sweet brotherly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the highlights of the program included John Mayer's instrumental rendition of Human Nature (awesome!!), Brooke Shields' telling of the crazy little things they did together when MJ was being himself, Magic Johnson's story about how surprised he is Michael actually loves Kentucky Fried Chicken which he brought to one of their meetings, and some other personal accounts of people who knew MJ. the artists performances of course; Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iah Carey, Usher, Jennifer Hudson, his brother Jermaine and others. a really special service for a special artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kX2Vb68egWA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kX2Vb68egWA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you haven't seen these, then youtube is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-568292615980833453?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/568292615980833453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/568292615980833453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-watching-live-feed-of-michael.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-7343425867487801671</id><published>2009-07-05T03:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:37:51.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to this world JJ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;he has arrived :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;my brother's girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;, gave birth to a healthy baby boy on July 3 at 7:15PM. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at mabigat, dahil &lt;/span&gt;7.5 lbs hehe. my brother, whom i call &lt;span&gt;Boyong&lt;/span&gt; (i suggest you skip the question why), is still in the US and is waiting for his new passport to be released (yes, he's now a certified US citizen) before he can go home. probably in a month. my sister told me how anxious Boyong was the minute he got news that Sarah was already in the hospital. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagkaka&lt;/span&gt;-describe pa ni &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ate&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hala ganyan pala si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Boyong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pag natataranta. di mo makausap at lakad ng lakad ng mabilis pabalik balik&lt;/span&gt;" hehehe. i would understand. that's just joy welling up coupled with the anxiety that he can't be at her side during this delicate process. though he missed the moment (the first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;, the first touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;, hearing the first cry) i believe he's just as joyful hearing the news that JJ was born. oh, did i tell you his name yet? it's Jordan John. Jordan, obviously because Boyong and i are great fans of MJ (i mean his airness, not the king of pop). and John because of John the Baptist. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahil daw &lt;/span&gt;si Jesus was baptized in the river of Jordan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganon&lt;/span&gt;?! hmmm.. OK. makes sense. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sige pwede na nga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikaw naman ang bida ngayon &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tatay &lt;/span&gt;called him "gi-gi" (that PLDT caller ID commercial before, it comes to mind). "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;GG?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ano yan, galunggong?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tatay&lt;/span&gt;, it's JJ. let me repeat. J... J... got it?" :P everybody in the family is just so happy and excited. our family has seen only the first 4 pictures of the baby and here's one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SlBkirakwmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/k2hFZFSHj1k/s1600-h/jj_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SlBkirakwmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/k2hFZFSHj1k/s320/jj_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354890503876035170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at how cute he is! awww... :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at ang puti puti puti&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;he mother and the baby are still in the province. i hope to see you very soon JJ and we'll play cuddle cuddle haha. call me uncle timmy! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ku-tsiku-tsiku-tsiku&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-7343425867487801671?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7343425867487801671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7343425867487801671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-to-this-world-jj.html' title='welcome to this world JJ!'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SlBkirakwmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/k2hFZFSHj1k/s72-c/jj_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-4964934551528942198</id><published>2009-06-25T19:11:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T06:22:37.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>gone too soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Michael Jackson: 1958 - 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson died about an hour ago in UCLA hospital due to cardiac arrest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes, the Elvis Presley of my generation has passed away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CNN reports that he fell into a coma for some minutes before expiring. he's 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure for a lot of us of the same generation, we have lost one of the greatest artists and musical legend of our time. that high-pitched voice punctuated with squeals and titters. the glove. white socks. the crotch-grabbing dance moves. moonwalk (my goodness all my life i tried imitating this but i just can't). tight military jackets and the aviator glasses. who could ever forget? my all-time favorites would include "Billie Jean", "Thriller", "Man in the Mirror", "I Just Can't Stop Loving You" and "Heal the World".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was actually preparing for a series of big concerts which start next month in UK until April of next year. i won't even call it a comeback. we haven't seen him in major performances for years now and i'd love to see him again performing on the big stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talented and troubled as he is, he transcends millions of hearts and souls through his music and i believe that is what he will be remembered for. timeless. universal. even beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace peter pan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-4964934551528942198?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4964934551528942198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4964934551528942198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-of-pop-is-dead.html' title='gone too soon'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-6758900244643201365</id><published>2009-04-22T20:24:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:08:36.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where hypocrisy happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;for us avid basketball fans, it's the time of the year when we determine "where amazing happens". it's the NBA playoffs! and this is what i go gaga over with for the past few days (aside from a little betting on the side hehe). but when games are over, i scourge the web for, you know, other daily hot topics, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mapa&lt;/span&gt;-tv patrol man or cnn. and this is what i came up upon last Monday. watch for yourselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8XMvviFbkf0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8XMvviFbkf0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're a blogger and gay, you probably have chanced upon Perez Hilton's blog one way or the other (go google, i don't wanna link it here). if you're just gay, then probably you've heard his name before. if you're Piolo Pascual, then that's a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not a gay blogger (this i'm sure), and certainly not gay (this.. uhmm.. i still have to convice myself), but i know this guy. err gay. i know him but not in an intimate way of course. he started this already blown out of proportion controversy by asking Miss California Carrie Prejean if she thinks other US states should follow suit in allowing same-sex marriage, after Vermont. it seems that Hilton was none too pleased that Prejean chose to actually be honest and give her personal opinion on the sensitive issue. she did not even say she hates gay people or that gay people are scum of this earth yet he ripped her in his blog afterwards and even made a video blog, whining, bitching and sounding downright bitter (go search youtube).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth, never ask a question when you're unprepared for the answer! it's plain stupid. isn't the whole point of asking a question is to get someone's true feelings? rather than all the superficial "world peace" and plastic answers we're all used to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she opposes it and that's OK. that's here personal opinion. what if Miss California answered "yeah i support gay marriage"? would Perez then praise her and call her an open-minded and great person rather than calling her "half a brain" in his video blog? would she then be celebrated on gay-focused blogs, websites and magazines? see, that's the price of having to straight talk nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've followed keenly the US presidential election last year and President Obama and VP Joe Biden (then candidates) both share the same belief: that marriage is between a man and a woman. add Hilary and Bill Clinton to the list. these are American liberals who happen to have the same belief as Ms. Prejean yet they are praised for their opinions. or let's put it the other way around. Ms. Prejean, who is a beauty pageant, happens to share the same belief and opinion as these liberals but she is being shred to pieces. where hypocrisy happens. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i don't understand what all this deal is about gays getting married. if i may say so, marriage i believe is a responsibility, not a selfish pleasure, to raise up a family with your children borne of you both. gays can't have kids thus they can't marry. simple. end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, we all have to be true to ourselves. anyone who is in favor or against an issue should not be condemned. tha day we condemn folks for speaking honestly is the day we become hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back to the NBA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-6758900244643201365?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6758900244643201365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6758900244643201365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-hypocrisy-happens.html' title='where hypocrisy happens'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-5256176713872092052</id><published>2009-04-14T13:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:06:50.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hearing a bad news is one thing. but if it's about someone you know is even more sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night as i was preparing for work, i received a call from a friend who told me Carter, the newest member of my technical team (from work) figured out in a vehicular accident in SCTEX (Subic-Clark-Tarlac Expressway). good thing he and his 2 kids (aged 4 and 3) were OK. what's worse however is that his wife died. i was suddenly overcame by shock and sadness to the point that i wasn't able to put my mind into everything i tried doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a couple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so young. full of promises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how suddenly can life be taken away from anyone. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today together as a team we offered a time to pray for Carter and his kids' fast recovery and strength to overcome this challenge of great proportion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a moment of silence for Carter's wife. may her soul rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-5256176713872092052?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5256176713872092052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5256176713872092052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/04/hearing-bad-news-is-one-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-4650107164745521819</id><published>2009-03-07T15:23:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:53:40.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations - The Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;October of last year, my country was visited by one of the most renowned chef and intrepid world traveler, Anthony Bourdain. if you are a cable TV subscriber, you'd probably chanced upon his name or show. he's the host of the Travel Channel's culinary and cultural adventure program: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations&lt;/span&gt;. not the bald guy who has an appetite for the bizzare. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si &lt;/span&gt;Andrew Zimmern &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman yun&lt;/span&gt;, host &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng &lt;/span&gt;Bizzare Foods of the same channel (matter of fact, AZ's first show was about the Phillipines - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balut&lt;/span&gt;, Palawan worms - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt; that'd be a different story). beside his documentary of the country/place he goes to, he is known but may not be appreciated by all for his unpretentious remarks on their food. known for being an unrepentant drinker and smoker (but has stopped since the birth of his youngest daughter on 2007) Anthony gained the respect of many by his gut level honesty whether on the place, culture, chefs (including the chefs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuno&lt;/span&gt;), the people and of course the food. no wonder he has a cult following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his visit to our country started from an &lt;a href="http://yourtrip.travelchannel.com/Clip.aspx?key=713D43F029440D90"&gt;enthusiastic video&lt;/a&gt; of a Fil-Am Augusto Elefano, encouraging Anthony to discover the Philippines, just as he himself was trying to accomplish. he's a typical Fil-Am. grew up in the United States &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;had little or knows as much as the culture as his parents taught him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ika nga nila sa &lt;/span&gt;US, "Am-Fil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan hindi &lt;/span&gt;Fil-Am." i believe the online video was a finalist entry to a Travel Channel's contest in relation to Anthony's show. next thing we knew, AB is in Manila for a visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his arrival and i guess the jitters of everybody's expectation from him is reflected in his blog entry &lt;a href="http://anthony-bourdain-blog.travelchannel.com/read/pressure-drop"&gt;pressure drop&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his visit brought him to places around the country. as i've rummaged thru the web, they were blogged and documented by these lucky folks: &lt;a href="http://manilastreetwalker.wordpress.com/"&gt;ManilaStreetWalker&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.marketmanila.com/"&gt;MarketMan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://manilastreetwalker.wordpress.com/2008/10/29/on-one-steamy-saturday-morning/"&gt;Binondo&lt;/a&gt; (even tried the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;turo turo&lt;/span&gt;, haha :D galing!),&lt;br /&gt;Cubao Dampa (photo grabbed from &lt;a href="http://www.ourawesomeplanet.com/awesome/2008/11/anthonybourdain.html"&gt;Anton Diaz&lt;/a&gt;'s blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SbLzISieAJI/AAAAAAAAAWc/s6NZvRRrULI/s320/AB-CubaoDampa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310574234364149906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pampanga (can't find photos of his visit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marketmanila.com/archives/anthony-bourdain-in-cebu"&gt;Cebu&lt;/a&gt; (lunch's &lt;a href="http://www.marketmanila.com/archives/full-menu-of-the-no-reservations-philippines-lechon-lunch-cebu"&gt;full menu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.marketmanila.com/archives/one-sentence-says-it-all"&gt;another entry&lt;/a&gt;) - that's the same &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bulad &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;danggit &lt;/span&gt;store we went to last week at the Taboan market in Cebu (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang di ko natanong yung may ari&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;according to Ivan Man Dy a.k.a. ManilaStreetWalker, some of the places he's supposed to visit around Manila which were taken out of the list were Quiapo, Salcedo weekend market, and a pares-mami joint. read his &lt;a href="http://showbizandstyle.inquirer.net/sim/sim/view/20081123-173869/Wok-king-with-Anthony-Bourdain"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; in The Daily Inquirer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his verdict? AB puts our pork at the top of the &lt;a href="http://anthony-bourdain-blog.travelchannel.com/read/hierarchy-of-pork"&gt;Hierarchy of Pork&lt;/a&gt;. yeah, ours is the best in the world! :D i'm sure you're drooling for some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sisig &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lechon &lt;/span&gt;now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a big fan of this guy and can't wait for this episode to be aired here in Manila (it was shown in the US last Feb 16th and it's already downloadable from iTunes). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tagal nga eh. &lt;/span&gt;i haven't seen it yet and if he gives an honest opinion about our country whether good or bad, i'll still respect the guy. as long as it is said on a good faith and unbiased. anyway who has eaten our lechon and said something bad about Pilipinas? huh? hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a teaser video of that episode for y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelchannel.com/Video_&amp;amp;_Photos/Video_Detail?lineupId=9205792001&amp;amp;titleId=10716971001"&gt;"It tastes like candy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelchannel.com/Video_&amp;amp;_Photos/Video_Detail?lineupId=9205792001&amp;amp;titleId=10716971001"&gt;..."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-4650107164745521819?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4650107164745521819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4650107164745521819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/03/anthony-bourdain-no-reservations-pinoy.html' title='Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations - The Philippines'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SbLzISieAJI/AAAAAAAAAWc/s6NZvRRrULI/s72-c/AB-CubaoDampa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-895297423720119637</id><published>2009-03-06T18:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T08:50:40.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a moment of silence for the master rapper, a fellow urban patriot, photographer, an idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SbG3s5N3QaI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KYzZPRiWjHc/s320/francism.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310227417547620770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(grabbed from his multiply site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the master rapper is now with the Master. rest in peace yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;when i heard the news, i remember the first time i saw him in person. performing live at the Ali Mall (Cubao) food court. 1994 i think. was one of those awed fans :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-895297423720119637?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/895297423720119637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/895297423720119637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/03/moment-of-silence-for-master-rapper.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SbG3s5N3QaI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KYzZPRiWjHc/s72-c/francism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2029209708948482842</id><published>2009-01-17T05:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:07:31.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>McBimbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;brought a lot of memories both happy and sad *sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko toh. pramis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CFOQORGU-Pw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CFOQORGU-Pw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh the bittersweetness of your first love. i think i need some fries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if there's one thing this tv commercial legitimized: geeks don't get the girl! hehe but they get the gold! haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT: i can't help but notice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;yung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;choco fudge sundae &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;nung lalaki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was filled to the brim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;bakit pag ako umo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;order &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hindi puno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;?! waaaaa :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2029209708948482842?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2029209708948482842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2029209708948482842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-ko-toh.html' title='McBimbo'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-5473960591434729471</id><published>2008-12-24T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:23:18.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone.. i hope we stay happy always. cheers! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-5473960591434729471?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5473960591434729471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5473960591434729471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1797628059633708609</id><published>2008-09-13T21:10:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:40:01.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>charise on the O show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you haven't seen Charise's latest guesting on Oprah show then you're missing a lot baby. "World's Most Talented Girl" the Sept. 9th Oprah show is one full hour episode on Charice, highlighting her life from a small town girl competing in singing/talent shows to becoming an international singing sensation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and who doesn't watch Oprah in America? come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a Filipino, i am just as proud as everyone is on what she has accomplished so far. Filipinos really possess world-class talents, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di lang tayo nabibigyan ng &lt;/span&gt;break especially on Hollywood where being good enough won't entitle you a ticket in. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelangan &lt;/span&gt;you have to be damn good amazing. sensational to say the least. just listen to how Oprah was blown away by this little girl's talent. no other than legendary David Foster was tapped to develop and bring out the best in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw this episode (the day after it was shown on tv) i literally had goosebumps all over. her voice, the emotion on her singing voice is soul-stirring. i was even teary-eyed when she sang Celine Dion's most famous hit. i'll let you watch yourself and see what i mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here are some of the highlights. click "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watch in high quality&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para mas malinaw talaga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;part 1&lt;br /&gt;Oprah - "nothing is more fun for me than helping to make somebody's dream come true especially when this somebody is a gifted young person who really really really wants it and really really really deserves it.."&lt;br /&gt;- "..a girl with an incredible sets of pipes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble - "no matter how good i am you kicked my butt.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGwgzLPyz3w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGwgzLPyz3w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 2&lt;br /&gt;who among our Filipino singers has had duets with world-class singers like Andrea Bocelli or was even invited personally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charise - "..we left my dad and after that i never saw him and i don't wanna see him. i'm just singing now for my mom.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1edTusR-8ek&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1edTusR-8ek&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 3&lt;br /&gt;David Foster - "it's the extraordinary gift and she seems to really get how to take care of it, preserve it and cherish it, which is really the important thing.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2qaho5lhDOE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2qaho5lhDOE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 4&lt;br /&gt;if you won't be moved by this performance, go get a heart-checkup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dyw0rHcTYv4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dyw0rHcTYv4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 5&lt;br /&gt;no other than Celine Dion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPG_hSuBp5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPG_hSuBp5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, dreams do come true. if you noticed she goes by just her firstname nowadays. i heard that's because her dad was mad at how he was portrayed in her daughter's life in all the shows she'd guested in. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh kasalanan naman talaga ng erpats niya&lt;/span&gt;. good thing for Charise she didn't give up easily or else she might not have been living these days to see her dreams coming to realization. way to go! Filipinos swell with pride i assure you that :) keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1797628059633708609?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1797628059633708609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1797628059633708609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/09/charise-on-oprah.html' title='charise on the O show'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-4447646916450652789</id><published>2008-09-13T12:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:33:57.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ella ella, eh eh eh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it was all wet all week here in Manila. typhoon Marce hit the region, or actually almost the entire of the country, that left most of us soaked in the rain going to and fro the office, stranded in traffic, pass by flooded streets, restricted to inside our houses or maybe rediscovered that you really are sleepyhead :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;para sakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, it's all of the above hehe. but there's one particular thing i discovered that had me blogging tonight (it's 1AM local time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if you knew me better, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ako yung isa sa mga tao na hindi talaga nagdadala ng payong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:). it's on my hell-i'm-a-guy-i-don't-do-these-things list :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;yung prinsipyo ba na di bale nang mabasa ako sa ulan wag lang ako makita ng iba na nagdadala ng payong haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang hindi kasi &lt;/span&gt;manly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. often i ask my sister to accompany me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa sakayan ng &lt;/span&gt;taxi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; jeep. bago ako sumakay binabalik ko sa kanya yung payong and she brings that back home so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagpasok ko ng &lt;/span&gt;office &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala talaga akong dala&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi naman ako nababasa madalas &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng sobra &lt;/span&gt;so it wasn't really a big of a deal. but not until this week. i was converted from being one of those anti into a, believe or not, firm believer. 'twas a complete turnaround. you probably are thinking what triggered my melioration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. regular day for me. woke up at around 7PM to get ready for work. i called this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ihaw-ihaw&lt;/span&gt; nearby and ordered something for our dinner. 20 minutes passed and my friend and i decided to get our food &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dun sa kainan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;it was already raining hard that time. so we brought umbrellas and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagulat kami kasi baha na pala sa &lt;/span&gt;street &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;namin at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;medyo tumataas na ang tubig.&lt;/span&gt; we really had no choice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero sumuong sa baha &lt;/span&gt;just to get our food. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa sobrang lakas ng ulan at kakahintay &lt;/span&gt;eventually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakatulog ako at hatinggabi na nakapasok hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;galing ako sa bahay &lt;/span&gt;i was going somewhere in Makati. i was hesitant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;i still brought an umbrella &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi sobrang dilim ng langit&lt;/span&gt;. and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;umulan ng walang humpay na pagkalakas lakas sa loob ata ng tatlumpu't limang minuto na sinabayan ng walang puknat na malakas na ihip ng hangin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sakto pa na wala talagang masakyan nung mga oras na yun kasi baha daw ang mga dadaanan &lt;/span&gt;so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walang nangahas bumiyahe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;putik nung &lt;/span&gt;finally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakasakay na ako ng &lt;/span&gt;bus, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dun ko na-&lt;/span&gt;realize &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na kalahati pala ng katawan ko, mula baywang pababa eh basang basa sa ulan. parang kanta lang ng &lt;/span&gt;aegis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noh&lt;/span&gt;?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at doon ko na rin na-&lt;/span&gt;realize &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na pwede naman pala kaming maging magkaibigan ng payong&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span&gt;if i clung in to my pride that time, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siguro na-ospistal na ko dahil sa &lt;/span&gt;hypothermia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa sobrang &lt;/span&gt;exposed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa ulan &lt;/span&gt;for a prolonged period &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos sobrang lamig pa ng tubig&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; at heto pa ang mas matindi. pagdaan ko ng &lt;/span&gt;Mantrade &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;EDSA, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung alam niyo yung lagusan ng sasakyan sa ilalim nun &lt;/span&gt;(Pasong Tamo) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi talaga madaraan ng sasakyan kasi puno ng tubig! tama po. &lt;/span&gt;the last time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na nakita kong napuno ng tubig yun eh &lt;/span&gt;1st year college &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa lang ata ako nun. so mga &lt;/span&gt;1996. after 12 years &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saka naulit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakit ko naaalala ika niyo? eh yun yung gabi na naglakad ako mula sa pinapasukan kong kolehiyo pauwi ng bahay at madaling araw na ko dumating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa amin&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward to Friday. i had an appointment in the heart of the business district in Makati. i was not in my usual self, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ibig sabihin naka-&lt;/span&gt;slacks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako, &lt;/span&gt;long sleeves and black leather shoes. &lt;span&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; di naman poging pogi, medyo pogi lang naman hehe&lt;/span&gt;. i decided i'll bring an umbrella with me and lucky enough &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;umulan ulit pero hindi na ako gaanong nahirapan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maglakad o sumakay&lt;/span&gt;. but i still titter on the thought :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this stormy week made me realize it wasn't really bad at all. to bring and be seen by others. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang mas nakakahiya eh yung meh payong ka tapos &lt;/span&gt;summer haha. so the next time we chance upon each other you might see me holding that long stick and just be shocked as i am. it's not a lance and you won't find any thoroughbred nearby. it's called an umbrella but hey i still think it's manly. and who knows? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka pasukubin pa kita&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-4447646916450652789?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4447646916450652789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4447646916450652789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-all-wet-all-week-here-in-manila.html' title='ella ella, eh eh eh..'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-7011813810340734492</id><published>2008-08-24T20:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:37:42.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>redemption</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;USA Redeem team has finally redeemed their lost glory. having failed to win the global tournament in 8 years, they brought their A+ game against the Spaniards who also brought their A+ game. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan ang &lt;/span&gt;championship game! 4 point &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang lamang ng &lt;/span&gt;US going into the last 2 minutes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sobrang ganda talaga ng &lt;/span&gt;game. D-Wade was phenomenal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;1st half then Kobe Bryant took over &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung &lt;/span&gt;2nd half. don't be mislead by the final score, this was really a hard-fought game until the final minute. in the end the "Star Spangled Banner" was played on the medal ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just showed how far the rest of the world has grown in the game of basketball. but as of now order has been restored. USA reclaims its position in the pinnacle of international basketball. U! S! A! U! S! A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-7011813810340734492?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7011813810340734492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7011813810340734492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/08/redemption.html' title='redemption'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2811503199911960346</id><published>2008-08-23T07:58:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:25:21.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>murphy's law and jose rizal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;life ain't supposed to be hard, right? no. but we can sit back and wait for that golden opportunity to just come by us, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di ba&lt;/span&gt;? maybe. or how about this.. hard work and perseverance will definitely pay off later. yes. hopefully yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at my age it is a point where i seem so determined to really put my life in a direction where i wanted to see myself years from now. know what i mean? i could have done this on my earlier years but i wasn't that matured back then. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ubos ubos biyaya bukas nakatunganga&lt;/span&gt;" principle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang ako dati eh&lt;/span&gt;. not that i didn't enjoy those times mind you, i freakin' loved those moments :P &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero siyempre &lt;/span&gt;times change. and so should i grow up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto na yung mga &lt;/span&gt;stages &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;you're concerned about your future, not that you can control it but at least you direct it into a direction where you wish and dream it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's been almost two months since my friend and i decided to put up our printing business. and boy little did we expect we're in for the ride of our lives! investing into something, whether a relationship, career, bank account, business, house and lot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man yan&lt;/span&gt;, is really challenging. it requires your time, dedication, your wildest thoughts, strength, talent (you're blessed if you have one), and money (if you weren't blessed with the former i hoped you're blessed with this one - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pag wala pa din eh kawawang bata ka na hehe&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the company is actually a brainchild of my good friend Randy. he's been with the advertising business for 3 years and had, in my personal assessment, quite a handful of experience. printing was one of his previous jobs that company. he was fortunate enough start a partnership with a foreigner last year for the same business and they were doing good for some months. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero sabi nga sa &lt;/span&gt;murphy's law, "whatever can go wrong will go wrong". true enough this Korean guy went back to his motherland and pulled out all his machines and literally my friend's living. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala na siyang ibang kabuhayan &lt;/span&gt;but that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos nawala pa&lt;/span&gt;. so to make the story short after sleepless nights and deep thoughts he decided to move on. with the little that he had left he hoped to start again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pano ako pumasok sa eksena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ka nyo&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh &lt;/span&gt;we chanced upon each other one Sunday afternoon around June &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos kinuwento niya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang nangyari&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayang lahat ng isinulat ko sa &lt;/span&gt;paragraph &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na toh&lt;/span&gt;). Randy and i have been close like brothers through many years so trusting the guy and his vision did not come hard. so with the work experience that he has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at yung konti kong perang naitabi sa bangko &lt;/span&gt;we decided to setup the business. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako pa naman yung tao na pag hindi natakot sa isang &lt;/span&gt;challenge &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh &lt;/span&gt;it's not challenging enough. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh dito medyo tinamaan din ako ng takot so alam ko &lt;/span&gt;i'm up for something great. so off we go. we bought a large format printer, 44-inch, from his contact and a cold laminator &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman na &lt;/span&gt;60-inch from Hidalgo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos may dalawa kaming &lt;/span&gt;pc &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;place &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niya &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung ibang &lt;/span&gt;former clients &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niya &lt;/span&gt;still had him do some printing jobs. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so medyo naging &lt;/span&gt;okay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang simula namin&lt;/span&gt;. and to think the money that we invested is so little compared to those who had this same business. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so siyempre i&lt;/span&gt;-expect &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo rin na palabas muna lahat ng pera &lt;/span&gt;in the first 2 to 3 months and that's where we're struggling right now. good for me i still have my day job at least my salary is still enough to feed myself and my two siblings. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagi ko ngang binibiro na &lt;/span&gt;double job &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako ngayon &lt;/span&gt;:P hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the course of these two months, we've experienced discouragements, frustrations, fatigue, shortage of money, and everything else we did not expect to happen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ewan ko ba, parang nananadya ang panahon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto ha&lt;/span&gt;, Randy has his family (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay at mga kapatid niya&lt;/span&gt;) living in San Andres bukid. two weeks before we started this business &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh nadamay sa malaking sunog yung bahay nila&lt;/span&gt;. good thing is that 2nd floor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang ang nasunog&lt;/span&gt;. if that will not dampen your spirits &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh &lt;/span&gt;mutant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ka siguro&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa ganitong &lt;/span&gt;business &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi dito sa atin eh &lt;/span&gt;3rd party ink &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang gamit kasi napakamahal ng &lt;/span&gt;original ink (P5K plus for a 220mL!!). when one of the 8 inks ran out, we had no choice but to purchase the original &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi wala pa kaming nahanap na &lt;/span&gt;supplier at that time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng &lt;/span&gt;3rd party ink for our printer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh may &lt;/span&gt;pending work for a client so it was so critical. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit mabigat sa bulsa &lt;/span&gt;we had to come up with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moolah&lt;/span&gt;. and we had to buy it in Quezon city during a stormy Sunday noon &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi &lt;/span&gt;half day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang pala yung &lt;/span&gt;seller.. there is this system that you need to purchase &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para ma&lt;/span&gt;-convert &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo yung &lt;/span&gt;printer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo &lt;/span&gt;into a continuous ink supply system o CISS. and for the printer model that we have, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nahirapan kaming maghanap dito sa &lt;/span&gt;Manila. most of it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi eh galing sa &lt;/span&gt;Shenzhen, China or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;UK. Randy does most of the research and he contacts immediately &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung meron mag &lt;/span&gt;offer. we were ecstatic when he found one in Marikina, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so tinawagan &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;-confirm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na meron daw sila&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so pinuntahan niya sa pusod ng &lt;/span&gt;Marikina, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bumabagyo pa &lt;/span&gt;that time, bought the device and went back home. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alam mo yung parang &lt;/span&gt;on fire &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ka tapos nabuhusan ka ng malamig na tubig&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mali pala yung &lt;/span&gt;device and clearly the seller did not know what he's selling @&amp;amp;#$%!( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakainis diba&lt;/span&gt;? what frustrated us more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;konti na nga lang yung pera namin &lt;/span&gt;(so we really were very careful in shelling out cash)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, napagod na yung kaibigan ko tapos &lt;/span&gt;we were 2 weeks delayed na i think on some of our deliverables that time. the morning after we went back to Marikina together &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para balikan yung nagbenta&lt;/span&gt;. coming from my night shift schedule i barely slept. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kada upo ko sa &lt;/span&gt;jeep, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;mrt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;fx &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinuha kong tsansa para matulog&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagdating namin dun yung pinangako nilang meron eh wala naman pala talaga. pero &lt;/span&gt;at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;binalik yung pera namin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung made-&lt;/span&gt;describe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko lang ang naramdaman namin &lt;/span&gt;that time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isusulat ko dito kaso hindi ko ma&lt;/span&gt;-describe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang &lt;/span&gt;right there and then, our high hopes that this business will turn out very well could have really dashed out of the door. to be honest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napaisip na ko nun&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ano ba tong pinasok ko&lt;/span&gt;?" "is this really gonna work?" i even thought of going to China myself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para lang bumili eh. kaso bigla kong naisip wala pala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; akong pamasahe hehe&lt;/span&gt;. i think for about 15 minutes Randy and i did not utter words. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikinain na lang namin yung problema namin sa &lt;/span&gt;Jollibee (that's around 11AM &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naisubo ko na yung huling butil ng kanin nung meh nagsalita na sa amin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa totoo lang gusto ko ng umiyak nun nahiya lang ako puro bata yung mga nasa katabi naming &lt;/span&gt;table. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isipin pa nila na &lt;/span&gt;boyfriend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko si &lt;/span&gt;Randy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at nakikipag &lt;/span&gt;break &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siya sakin&lt;/span&gt; :P "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;papi, wag mo kong iwan&lt;/span&gt;.." hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what? little did we expect that there was still a glimmer of light we're about to see that day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;din&lt;/span&gt;. my friend started to flicker through the pages of his planner. it had some numbers of contacts he gathered from the internet. he called about 3 and i overheard him saying, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saan po ang &lt;/span&gt;office &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niyo &lt;/span&gt;sir &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puntahan po namin kayo... ah sa &lt;/span&gt;Malinta exit?.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;andito pa po kami dulo ng &lt;/span&gt;Marikina &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pakiantay po kami&lt;/span&gt;..." before i can even ask a question we were on our feet again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagod pero &lt;/span&gt;adventure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talaga&lt;/span&gt;. to cut the story short, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagkaligaw ligaw kami, naubusan sya ng &lt;/span&gt;load, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naubusan naman ako ng &lt;/span&gt;battery &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at muntik na rin kaming maubusan ng bait&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wag kayong tumawa pero muntik na talaga&lt;/span&gt;. after about 2 hours we located the place and the consolation of all these unlucky things? the guy (sir Anthony) whom we met for the first time accomodated us like we have been friends for eons. cool guy, very approachable &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at napaka &lt;/span&gt;down to earth &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;din&lt;/span&gt;. he gave us tips more than our weary minds can even remember. so for more than an hour &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinausap niya kami &lt;/span&gt;and gave us more than what we need. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di nga lang namin nabili yung &lt;/span&gt;CISS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi &lt;/span&gt;one set &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dapat ang bilhin eh kulang ang pera namin&lt;/span&gt;. still he offered a cartridge with original ink that is about half the price compared &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa labas&lt;/span&gt;. not bad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huh&lt;/span&gt;. at least we went home after an adventurous day with a reason to smile a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madami pa kaming problema ngayon. &lt;/span&gt;recently &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang nagkasakit yung dalawang anak ni &lt;/span&gt;Randy, monthly bills, payment for the media, house rent, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakainin sa araw araw &lt;/span&gt;among other things. the thing that is most challenging for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh yung maubusan ulit ng pera&lt;/span&gt;. there was one day when i only had P7.50 in my pocket and a whopping P62 in my atm account &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh siyempre di ko naman ma&lt;/span&gt;-withdraw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt;. that was like 4 days before my next salary so just imagine the worries. i literally had to flip thru my memory bank &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung sino yung mga may utang sakin &lt;/span&gt;and i starting texting them. today, i only have P500, 5 days &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bago mag sweldo ulit&lt;/span&gt;. wuuuhhaaaa *sigh*.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi ko akalain mararanasan ko ulit toh &lt;/span&gt;after so many years. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kumbaga &lt;/span&gt;since i started working eh i seldom had this problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it is literally stepping out of my considerable comfort zone and put myself on the sacrifice line alongside my friend so to speak but this is exactly what i should expect the moment i agreed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;i was born and raised in a poor family so these things are not new to me. there were even worse back then. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;really there's no other way than to move forward &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;. it's either you stop or keep walking. Randy even joked one time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na sana may &lt;/span&gt;video camera &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kami &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;-document &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lahat namin ang mga paghihirap namin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung mga &lt;/span&gt;misadventures &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;namin. parang &lt;/span&gt;Ariel and Maverick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang ba. para &lt;/span&gt;when we look back we can just laugh at ourselves and appreciate better what we have in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's been tough and it's getting tougher. but it's all good. it's all good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post scriptum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bumibili kami ng gamot ng anak niya kanina sa &lt;/span&gt;drug store, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sinuklian siya ng tig beinte &lt;/span&gt;pesos, tinignan niya sabay sabi, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngayon ko lang na-&lt;/span&gt;appreciate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si &lt;/span&gt;Manuel Quezon." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sagot ko, &lt;/span&gt;"dude, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mas i-&lt;/span&gt;appreciate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo dapat si &lt;/span&gt;Jose Rizal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahil pag wala si &lt;/span&gt;Pepe, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi mabubuo si Ka Manuel&lt;/span&gt;" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2811503199911960346?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2811503199911960346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2811503199911960346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/08/murphys-law-and-jose-rizal.html' title='murphy&apos;s law and jose rizal'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2861164168672670924</id><published>2008-08-08T23:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:51:49.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>printing business</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as Chinese regard number 8 to be lucky, i'd like to ride on that belief and advertise today (08-08-08) the business my good friend and i put up. it's small but it's large hehe. it's large format printing. we print just about everything you need into virtually any media you prefer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo paper&lt;br /&gt;backlit&lt;br /&gt;canvass&lt;br /&gt;banner cloth&lt;br /&gt;clear sticker, floor sticker (and other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sticker-based media)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blinds&lt;br /&gt;streamers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in the meantime, we focus mainly on indoor printing. but we also accept outdoor prints if needed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we offer other services which include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standee (sintra PVC board, carton, or other types)&lt;br /&gt;murals&lt;br /&gt;backdrops&lt;br /&gt;framing&lt;br /&gt;vehicle wraps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll post some pics of the tools we've already invested in and some of the things we did for our budding network of clients. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang ang dami na eh noh &lt;/span&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not getting any younger so things like this come up to mind. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh ayoko namang maging &lt;/span&gt;employee forever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na umaasa lang lagi sa swelduhan hehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsaka &lt;/span&gt;for the future na rin. i'm not Chinese &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;hopefully we get lucky with this endeavor. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wag na kayo magpa &lt;/span&gt;print &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa iba ha. sakin na lang&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;contact me thru email or cellphone number below my avatar (right side). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salamat po&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2861164168672670924?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2861164168672670924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2861164168672670924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/08/printing-business.html' title='printing business'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-901260857795549683</id><published>2008-07-20T16:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:38:53.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my computer clock reads 4:29AM Manila time and i am still awake. don't even ask why. it's getting frustrating nowadays. i should be in deep sleep by this time. which leads me to really ponder on why am i still here. do i still love what i do? what keeps me from leaving? or a better question should be, am i ready to move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when something pushes me to the edge, i don't easily give up. not without a fight. i put up a challenge. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko &lt;/span&gt;lately i'm trying to move a mountain without much progress. so when exactly do you say enough is enough? all i can say is that this is not good anymore. ain't healthy either..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-901260857795549683?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/901260857795549683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/901260857795549683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-computer-clock-reads-429am-manila.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3175450468398188252</id><published>2008-06-30T13:15:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:51:56.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>iba ka talaga Pacman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walanjo, hindi talaga ako maka-&lt;/span&gt;get over &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dito&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakaka-inggit hahaha&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kB6sXZB4Jx4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kB6sXZB4Jx4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manny Pacquiao &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasama ang &lt;/span&gt;Boston Celtics team &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagkatapos ng laban niya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at nakikipag diskusyon pa si &lt;/span&gt;Pacman &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keh &lt;/span&gt;Garnett &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;habang naka-akbay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang lolo mo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang hindi nahirapan mag &lt;/span&gt;english &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang nagta-tagalog lang &lt;/span&gt;haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayus talaga&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gusto ko rin nun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; makapagpa-&lt;/span&gt;kodak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man lang kay &lt;/span&gt;Kevin Garnett, Paul Pierce o Ray Allen. idol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko rin yang mga yan eh lalo na si &lt;/span&gt;KG. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero si &lt;/span&gt;pacman, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napaka swerte. lahat andun. kumpleto yung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Big 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. astig! meh iba pang mga &lt;/span&gt;players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Garnett, "he's great man.. huge man.. that's what it is... i'm a huge Pacman fan, that's why we're here.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manny Pacquiao, "yeah! yeah! my dream is come true!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako, &lt;/span&gt;my dream IS not come true yet wehehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ka talaga &lt;/span&gt;Pacman! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mabuhay ka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3175450468398188252?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3175450468398188252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3175450468398188252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/06/iba-ka-talaga-pacman.html' title='iba ka talaga Pacman!'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3124590051596830416</id><published>2008-06-29T00:48:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:01.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manny Pacquiao makes history</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SGcd2cK8znI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vuKXmWnBLXQ/s1600-h/pacman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SGcd2cK8znI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vuKXmWnBLXQ/s320/pacman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217171514444271218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;(photo taken from ESPN.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galing talaga ng &lt;/span&gt;idol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nating si &lt;/span&gt;Manny "pacman" Pacquiao. a total destruction of David Diaz from the starting bell until knocking out the Mexican face-first to the mat on the 9th. he is now the new WBC 135-pound lightweight champion. not only did he do it in an phenomenal  fashion, it was awesome to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at any weight, in any ring, our boy is convincingly phenomenal. he was at his best the entire fight. and i think this was one of the best fights of his career. he has now become the first Asian, and Filipino, to hold titles in 4 different weight class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto mga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;statements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ni &lt;/span&gt;David Diaz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Manny was too fast..."&lt;br /&gt;"I could deal with his power but not his speed. I got tricked by his speed. I gave it my all. His speed is what sealed it for me. His speed was uncontrollable..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about his cut on his right eyebrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It didn't bother me," he said. "But I thought he had a knife. It's like he was hitting me with a blade. I thought [Pacquiao trainer] Freddie [Roach] was in there hitting me too..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the left hook to the jaw that ended the fight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't see it coming... he is f*cking good." hahaha :P &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi naman ni &lt;/span&gt;Pacman, "i feel very comfortable in 135. i am very strong!" wehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;konting &lt;/span&gt;sidenote. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto pa matindi sa &lt;/span&gt;idol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;natin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inimbitahan sila &lt;/span&gt;Kevin Garnett, Paul Pierce and Ray Allen to watch his fight and boy they did. they even went directly to his dugout after the fight and had a photo op. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;galing diba&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi nagpapakua ng &lt;/span&gt;picture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si &lt;/span&gt;Manny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit kanino dito sa mga artista o pulitiko, sila ang nagpapa &lt;/span&gt;picture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa kanya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero eto si &lt;/span&gt;Pacman, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagpakuha sa mga &lt;/span&gt;idols &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niya &lt;/span&gt;from his favorite team, Boston Celtics. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayus&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats Manny&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. mabuhay ka! pinagkaisa mo na naman ang bansang Pilipinas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3124590051596830416?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3124590051596830416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3124590051596830416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/06/manny-makes-history.html' title='Manny Pacquiao makes history'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SGcd2cK8znI/AAAAAAAAAP8/vuKXmWnBLXQ/s72-c/pacman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-6551621037863676717</id><published>2008-06-22T05:34:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:02.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i don't know exactly why but rain brings out so many emotions in people. more often than not melancholy. low in spirits. or blue. well maybe because when we were kids we are restricted to go out and play with friends once the heavenly hosts take their bath (at least that's what my parents told me. that is after San Pedro and God played bowling one on one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;yun naman daw yung dahilan bakit kumukulog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;at pag kumidlat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, we don't know exactly who but someone just had a perfect strike and heavenly cameras start to click. silly eh hehe). i once believed as a child that it robs you out of a chance to be happy running outside with your friends playing patintero, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;teks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;taguan, tumbang preso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;luksong baka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;kaya nga siguro ganon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at pag bumagyo, walang pasok&lt;/span&gt; (yey!) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero wala nga rin lang baon&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay &lt;/span&gt;sad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was then. now it's different. it now means a time to relax, extra hour to ponder on things (okay, okay, i meant sleep), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of course be home with my family, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a time to expand this web space (until now i don't know what i am writing about actually). i was also browsing the internet of headlines i missed for this week. i don't have my HD TV with me now but very soon we'll be reunited. aside from the Boston Celtics winning the NBA '08 championship (this i didn't miss watching :) wuhooo! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;panalo ako ng &lt;/span&gt;P500 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keh &lt;/span&gt;Jod hehe), there's really not much news to uplift someone's spirit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the green tradition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i was rooting for another team at the start of the '07-'08 season of the NBA, the Boston Celtics had been my team come playoffs time. i always side with a defensive team rather than an offensive one. i personally liked Kevin Garnett's chances of finally having his own ring when he was traded to Boston. along with P2 (Paul Pierce) and Ray Allen (whom they call as the "candyman" since his stroke is so sweeeet) they more than just capture their 17th title Wednesday morning Manila time, they played their finest game of the season and crushed the spirits of their longtime nemesis, the L.A. Lakers. final score, Boston 131, Los Angeles, 92. nope, your math isn't wrong. 39 points it is. that was obliteration. no other word. obliteration. Kobe Bryant and company, with their lack of intensity in putting up a fight that night, looked like they wanted to catch a flight back home during halftime.. to the C's, continue on with the green tradition. let's play some nasty defense. de-fense! de-fense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SF4oo3FKSNI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VYVs0Xs10Nw/s1600-h/pg2_g_garnett_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SF4oo3FKSNI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VYVs0Xs10Nw/s320/pg2_g_garnett_300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214650100987087058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the raw emotion of KG summed up a perfect night for every Celtics fan. (image taken from ESPN.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jungle hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to describe the feeling and i don't desire to be there first hand to be able to illustrate. but that's as far as Ces Drilon described her 10-day ordeal with her captors in Indanan, Sulu. what was supposed to be an agreed interview with an Abu Sayaff commander turned into a kidnap for ransom. together with her 2 cameramen and a professor from that province, they were held hostage for P20 million. but here's the twist: Ces' family chose a lady vice governor of that province to be the third party in the negotiations but the rebel group chose a town mayor. so negotiations happened and thru the direct help of senator Loren Legarda all the hostages were released. (thru some research, i found out that senator Legarda was the same person who negotiated for the release of a 2002 hostage of some journalist and tourists, here at the same town, of probably the same group. rightly so the ABS-CBN honchos chose the lady senator to mediate since she already has the "connections" so to speak). but that's not the twist. at the end of the ordeal, it turned out that the mayor was believed to be the one who staged everything. at least that's what the PNP is looking at right now. together with his son, they're being interrogated. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hala, eh dahil pala tatakbo ng pagka &lt;/span&gt;governor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ata this coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;August election &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya nangailangan ng pera. tsk tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan na nga ba ang sinasabi ko, mga pulitiko talaga. akala mo parang tupang nagmamagandang loob tumulong, siya din pala ang lobo na lalapa sayo&lt;/span&gt;. oh well, let the law extend its hand on the perpetrators and bring them to justice. as for Ces, i think she learned her lesson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"It taught me that the story is not everything. Before kasi I was always in hot pursuit of a story without thinking of my own safety.&lt;span style=""&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;Maybe there are other stories I can pursue without taking too many risks. That’s how I will draw the line now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;one of this cameramen meanwhile said something very good about humanity throughout this ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"..if there is evil around you, there will always be good too.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank's fury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i write this, Metro Manila is being pounded by a typhoon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kanina malakas ang hangin ngayon ulan naman&lt;/span&gt;. what saddens me though is that another passenger ship is reported to have sunken in the Visayas region, several kilometers off Sibuyan island in Romblon. the ship en route from Manila to Cebu was carrying more than 700 passengers. first question that came to mind is why the ship has been allowed to set sail with a typhoon approaching? haven't we learned our lessons?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakainis naman tong mga nasa &lt;/span&gt;maritime institutions &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;natin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ilang beses na bang may nangyaring ganyan at bakit hindi pa rin nila na&lt;/span&gt;-anticipate. i sympathize for the victims' families. i believe many of these passengers opted for a cheaper fare going home &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya nag-barko sila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos magiging biktima lang sila ng kapabayaan ng mga otoridad&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakagalit!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakit di natin pagsama samahin ang mga tiwaling opisyal ng ahensya ng gobyerno na namamahala sa paglalayag ng mga pampasaherong barko, isama na natin ang mga may ari ng mga barkong lagi na lang sangkot sa mga &lt;/span&gt;mass murder &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa dagat na parang walang pakialam pagkatapos ng mga ganitong trahedya, isakay natin lahat sila sa isang butas na barko at palautin sa dagat habang bumabagyo. tignan ko lang kung hindi magbalahaw ang mga yan at magmakaawa ng saklolo. pero hindi na dapat umabot sa ganon. kailangan ng suspindihin, panagutin at bigyan ng mabigat na parusa ang mga nagkasala para hindi na maulit ang mga ganitong &lt;/span&gt;mass murder &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa sinuman nating mga kababayan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one ship crew, who is among the four survivors as of this moment, recounted that the sea was really rough and waves as tall as mountains were pounding the ship which later developed a hole in its hull. water started to fill in then after about 15 terrifying minutes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang &lt;/span&gt;the ship was already underneath the sea. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang bilis at sobrang nakakatakot tsk tsk. &lt;/span&gt;what's sad about this is that four lifeless bodies have been washed ashore and the fate of the rest of the passengers and crew is still unknown. what's even more disheartening is that there are at least 45 children listed in the ship's manifest. so sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thru his sunday speech at the Vatican, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pope Benedict in Rome sympathized upon learning of the tragedy. whenever i hear death of children in whatever way, my heart breaks.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so so sad :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rescuers were prevented by bad weather for a search and rescue mission. but according to later reports, they already boarded the coast guard ship and estimated to arrive at the scene Sunday afternoon. i hope they find survivors. there may not be many, but i hope there are. God bless these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-6551621037863676717?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6551621037863676717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6551621037863676717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-know-exactly-why-but-rain-brings.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/SF4oo3FKSNI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VYVs0Xs10Nw/s72-c/pg2_g_garnett_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1152661067810381602</id><published>2008-06-07T14:37:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T04:24:37.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the man they call "Daboy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;honestly, i hardly get inspired by two types of people here in our country: politicians and actors. there are too few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;politicians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(am not even sure if there is even one left) in our country who serve as genuinely as what they have taken oath to. a young public servant may look promising at the onset but once he dips into the murky waters of politics, even the meekest of the lambs turns into a vicious wolf wanting and thirsting for more. greed is blinding. it even makes one forget his very first priority which is serving the people. and all sorts of lies, deception and hypocrisy follow. &amp;amp;(#^*$@^ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang laki na ng &lt;/span&gt;tax&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ko ngayon tapos kukurakutin niyo lang&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alis na nga ako sa &lt;/span&gt;paragraph &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na toh naha&lt;/span&gt;-high blood &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na naman ako eh&lt;/span&gt;..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problem with actors (male and female alike) on the other hand is that they are paid to portray a role which does not necessarily reflect their true being. an actor may play Robin Hood on films but in real life does not even have the slightest compassion on others. or someone who is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kontrabida&lt;/span&gt; but is the exact opposite off camera. my point is that, they're paid to do what they do and it's easy for them to put on that disguise once the director shouts "action!", and difficult for us to look beyond that portrayal. that mask. that disguise. more so look for heroes amongst them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ika nga&lt;/span&gt;, heroes in show business are generally found in fantasy productions on big and small screens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are however, once in a while, real heroes who come out of the latter. actors who inspire me beyond their portrayal. whose courage on life's battles is moving you can't just help but admire and take your hat off to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudy Fernandez, i truly believe, is one of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning at around 2AM, i was having lunch (that term is correct for night-shifters, mind you) with friends Teejay and Irish and we inadvertently talked about Rudy Fernandez' condition, as we have heard from our local news and showbiz programs. we even shared how we have admired his wife Lorna on handling the difficult situation. the conversation went on to us having to share our personal difficult times when my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay&lt;/span&gt; died and Irish' father passed away. the agony, pain, and loneliness after losing someone you dearly love.. back at the office at around 7AM, Irish hurried into my desk and informed me, "sir Art, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patay na daw si &lt;/span&gt;Rudy Fernandez. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nag &lt;/span&gt;text &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si &lt;/span&gt;Cherry.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh di ba pinag uusapan lang natin kanina&lt;/span&gt;.." upon checking the Daily Inquirer online and PEP, it was confirmed.. in the afternoon, i was watching Startalk cover the first day of Rudy's burial. the amount of people, friends and loved ones alike, who flocked the chapel testifies how he, as a person, became friends to everybody. it was even mentioned by one of this sons that according to Rudy himself, he'd like everybody from all walks of life who'd want to view him for the last time come to his burial. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala dapat piliin o pigilan&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakaka-&lt;/span&gt;inspire &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;din yung kanyang tunay na kabiyak, si &lt;/span&gt;Lorna Tolentino, who showed us her own courage in the face of the unknown. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bilib din ako sa'yo &lt;/span&gt;ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than how Rudy faired courageously with his battle with the big-C, i think he really is a good person and that's what inspires me most. hearing his family and friends' accounts, i was moved. how he always acted as the peacemaker in their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt;. how he fairly treats everyone around him. how meek and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bait &lt;/span&gt;he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;family according to his eldest sister. and more importantly how he raised up his family, his sons. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dyan magre-&lt;/span&gt;reflect&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kung ano ka talaga. sa sarili mong pamilya&lt;/span&gt;. aside from Mark Anthony, who went thru his dark past but has since successfully recovered, his two sons with Lorna Tolentino are living testimony of how responsible he was as a father, husband and friend to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daboy&lt;/span&gt;. you've fought a good fight. you're in a better place now. rest in peace brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1152661067810381602?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1152661067810381602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1152661067810381602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-they-call-daboy.html' title='the man they call &quot;Daboy&quot;'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-6281163570877332495</id><published>2008-05-11T11:34:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:37:53.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pause</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;though i had a lot of topics to blog about these past months, i had been very busy (actually i don't wanna start this piece by that line. it's just damn stressful. i'm sick and tired of being too busy, but how else do i have to put it. sugarcoat? now that really sucks). i just did not have the drive to visit this page, login and begin writing - typing for that matter. like how much i've been wanting to upgrade my SLR camera and really start getting serious about this interesting (read: ex-pen-sive) and fulfilling hobby. or how itching i've been to feel the summer's warmth at the beach (it's been 7 looonnnggg months for goodness sake!). or at least go somewhere new this year. an adventure that'll leave me breathless. a visit to Vietnam. be enchanted by Siquijor. how about romancing at the lovely Santorini island. actually the first two i will be visiting this year. hopefully the third within my lifetime. *sigh* so many places to see.. so little time.. and moolah!! wehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is different. i started it very early to watch live NBA games and then headed to Baclaran to buy flowers for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay&lt;/span&gt;. it's mother's day and i hope you guys have done something special for your moms:  cooking her favorite breakfast. buying her favorite showbiz magazine. or simple a kiss to the forehead and a tight hug. at around 9AM i was already preparing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi ninong ako sa isang binyag&lt;/span&gt;. i realized at the seminar that being a godparent is a great responsibility to your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inaanak&lt;/span&gt;. you become a second parent to the child. it's not just being a financial liability as some of us have been accustomed to. more importantly i realized that i should take part not just in his physical or financial needs but more so on his emotional, spiritual and social needs. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganon pala yun. ngayon ko lang lahat na-&lt;/span&gt;realize&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kung kelan siyam na ata inaanak ko hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. right after the baptism was a sumptuous buffet waiting for us here at our place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magkakapitbahay lang kasi kami &lt;/span&gt;:) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hay naku, bondat pagkatapos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i started to receive greetings of sorts. i realized &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unga pala &lt;/span&gt;hehe. so i bought myself a cake and ate it, myself haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i just thanked God for all the wonderful things and not things He has given me. those intangible ones. and thanks to all you peeps. to my loved ones and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i napped for about 45 minutes and we headed to the cemetery to visit nanay. i was surprised to see lots of people there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang &lt;/span&gt;November 1 atmosphere as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madami talagang dumalaw&lt;/span&gt;. most of them turned it into a family affair. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nag &lt;/span&gt;picnic&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sila, &lt;/span&gt;some flew kites and the children ran around. the only thing that forced people to leave was the heavy rains. it was great to revisit since it's been a while. six years have passed and we've somehow learned to live life on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wrapped up our day by having dinner together with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kapatids &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinsans&lt;/span&gt; catching up on a few things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; i'm glad to have paused and appreciate the people i have in my life. thank you. thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-6281163570877332495?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6281163570877332495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6281163570877332495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/05/pause.html' title='pause'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2153886277034479784</id><published>2008-03-01T11:33:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:02.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(this is how busy i have been. 1 entry every quarter hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/R8mHDD5li0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/DYX7Gic74dY/s320/DSC06113x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172814133667924802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;contrary to the mustiness of this web space, i'm still alive mind you :) matter of fact is that i accomplished a milestone today. March 1st marks my eighth year in this company. you read it right folks eight long - or should i say short - years. for the most part, things were enjoyable despite lots of hard work. at the end of the day you look back and appreciate everything, from your two cents to accomplishments of mammoth proportions. now, here i am and everything seems different. the then sweet idea of staying and building a solid career here is starting to turn sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i continue to be proud? i don't know. i have no idea what's ahead or if ever i'm gonna reach that 10. all i know is now and that i have good music to keep me sane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Rise up this mornin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Smiled with the risin' sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Three little birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Pitch by my doorstep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Singin' sweet songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Of melodies pure and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sayin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"This is my message to you-ou-ou:"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Singin': "Don't worry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;don't worry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 'bout a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bob Marley (Three Little Birds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2153886277034479784?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2153886277034479784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2153886277034479784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-8.html' title='happy 8'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/R8mHDD5li0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/DYX7Gic74dY/s72-c/DSC06113x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-7660127843400679581</id><published>2007-12-31T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:02.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;before this year ends it's just right to look back and remember all the lesson the year of the fire boar has showed me. for all the blessings. the hurts. the scars. the laughters. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lahat yan baon ko sa pagsalubong sa bagong mga hamon sa susunod na taon&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my family, thanks for sticking together despite and in spite of. i love you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friends, thanks for all the times shared. though for some 'times shared' meant chatting only thru ym since physical distance forbids us to see each other to catch up or even during &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gimik&lt;/span&gt; nights. to the newly found, looking forward to a lifetime friendship. and to those who abandoned me, uhm well, you'll realize your action later. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malalaki na kayo at alam niyo na ginawa niyo &lt;/span&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to a new and better year. live a life that matters.. that cares.. that loves. happy new year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tara at mag&lt;/span&gt;-wakeboarding &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang tayo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/R3mOIOv3LZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UsDcAbUko_0/s320/DSC_9204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150303920923815314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-7660127843400679581?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7660127843400679581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7660127843400679581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/12/goodbye-2007.html' title='goodbye 2007'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/R3mOIOv3LZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UsDcAbUko_0/s72-c/DSC_9204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-4038512533139677606</id><published>2007-12-25T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:25:12.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a short stop to greet everyone a merry christmas and a happy new year! never forget that Jesus Christ is the reason for this season.. may this coming year bring us all love, peace, happiness and more blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;keep on bloggin'! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-4038512533139677606?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4038512533139677606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4038512533139677606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='happy holidays!'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-9065143606351400677</id><published>2007-11-04T10:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T19:40:53.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Davao City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after basking the thrill of being in Zamboanga city for nearly four days, i bid goodbye to my adoptive family and headed for Davao city. the supposedly one day stop turned into just a couple of hours since airline flights were fully booked so i had to take the next day flight &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapos &lt;/span&gt;chance passenger &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa ako&lt;/span&gt;.. during the flight, i can't help but be amazed at how remarkably vast the mountain ranges in Mindanao are. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya hindi na ako magtataka kung bakit madaming rebelde ang kumukuta doon&lt;/span&gt;. it's sad but reds, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tulisans&lt;/span&gt;, some runaway groups and terrorists alike have taken advantage of these natural wonders for their selfish causes.. at one point the passengers curiously peeked at the windows when the flight captain thru the PA system informed us that we're passing by the country's highest peak, Mt. Apo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan ang isa ko pang gustong magawa, makaakyat sa tuktok ng &lt;/span&gt;Apo.. 'twas a short flight, around 45 minutes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang ata&lt;/span&gt;, with a nice sunny morning weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember the last time i was in Davao but i tell you, this is one huge developing city in our country. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aba eh yung bagong &lt;/span&gt;international airport &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa lang nila parang mas maganda pa sa &lt;/span&gt;NAIA terminal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng &lt;/span&gt;Manila. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mas malamig natitiyak ko yun&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mas maganda yung &lt;/span&gt;baggage claim area. they even give you this small sheet to write any complaint you may have against taxi drivers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at diretso yun sa &lt;/span&gt;Mayor's office. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabi pa nga madukutan &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; manakawan ka i-&lt;/span&gt;report &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo lang and malaki ang &lt;/span&gt;chance &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maibabalik sayo ang nawala mong kagamitan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya marami ang takot gumawa ng kabulastugan.&lt;/span&gt; what Mayor Duterte might have done and has been doing to organize the city and discipline its people, i think that is what our country needs collectively.. a fellow flight passenger told me as well that it is strictly prohibited to smoke cigarettes at any public place in the city &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na sarado &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulob &lt;/span&gt;(i.e. offices, public vehicles). at least that's a problem i don't have to worry about.. from the airport i went straight to the city's bus terminal to look for a bus going to Cagayan de Oro. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mala-&lt;/span&gt;amazing race &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nga&lt;/span&gt;. i went here clueless of where i was headed to. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kumbaga walang rekado, binudburan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko lang ng konting lakas ng loob&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta tanong tanong lang ako ng mga &lt;/span&gt;directions from people i chanced upon with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;airport, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa eroplano at sa daan&lt;/span&gt;. and then comes the agony. never did i realize that Davao to Cagayan is almost seven hours of leg-numbing and butt-numbing bus ride. 297 kilometers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mas malayo pa &lt;/span&gt;actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang &lt;/span&gt;Baguio-Manila trip) but they probably have to observe a sort of "trip timetable" so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi kailangang madaliin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang biyahe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mas okay na yun kasi &lt;/span&gt;almost half of the entire trip &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh puro bangin ang nakikita ko&lt;/span&gt;.. we had four stops &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sobrang nakakainip. hindi pa ako nakatulog buong biyahe kasi &lt;/span&gt;paranoid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako &lt;/span&gt;that a fellow passenger might grab my bag while i was asleep. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh dala ko pa naman yung &lt;/span&gt;laptop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;digital SLR &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pag nagkataon yari haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya mapapansin niyo &lt;/span&gt;i don't have any picture to post &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi nawalan ako ng lakas ng loob maglabas ng kamera sa mismong biyahe hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hope to be back in Davao someday. i know my two-hour experience of this wonderful city doesn't give any justice to what it has to offer to tourists, foreign and locals alike. and i know for sure just like in all the other places i've been to it'll be a blast exploring Davao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop: Cagayan de Oro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-9065143606351400677?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/9065143606351400677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/9065143606351400677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/11/davao-city.html' title='Davao City'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2178060972515060973</id><published>2007-10-29T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:02.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zamboanga City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**update[10/29]: i still have to collate the pics and post them here..&lt;br /&gt;**update[11/03]: a clear indication of how busy work has been lately: i had to wait for the weekend before i can even edit this entry to post pics. whew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;layout inspired by superbianca's blog.&lt;br /&gt;**update[11/04]: done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i am able to blog.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ever had that emotional swing between the nervous anticipation of the unfamiliar and giddy excitement of what lies ahead? i guess that best depicts what i felt when a few months back i was invited by a very good friend to attend and witness his wedding, nowhere else than in this place dubbed as Asia's Latin City. as a matter of fact i bought my plane ticket roughly 40 hours before the flight itself considering the invitation came about 7 months ago. there were more than a couple of times i admit i planned on pretending to be very sick or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may lakad akong iba na mas importante&lt;/span&gt; on the wedding week itself to merit myself an excuse of staying here in Manila. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh kasi ba naman pag sinabi mong&lt;/span&gt; Mindanao, particularly in Zamboanga and Cotabato (which happens to be my birth place), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang unang pumapasok sa isip ko eh magulo&lt;/span&gt;. i developed the habit of looking out for news about that city and more than twice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nabasa akong &lt;/span&gt;bombings hehe. at the end i guess i was overcome by just the thought of getting through the thrill and excitement of going to Zambo. or wait. maybe i have moles in my feet which according to Filipino &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pamahiin&lt;/span&gt; meant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layas&lt;/span&gt;, a gypsy. never settling, spurred on by a yearning for far away places with strange sounding names. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sandale tignan ko&lt;/span&gt;.. wahaha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meron nga&lt;/span&gt;! i never paid attention to it before but yes i do have moles, one on each feet. now i know why insisted on going :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my stay wasn't bad after all. i was apprehensive at first but not really scared. the people's hospitality will actually lessen your fears. Zamboanga is like an open city that brought together the tribal groups (the most famous of which are the Badjaos), the Muslims and the Christians living together in its community. most of the people have their motorcycles or scooter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya bumalik yung kaba ko&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh kasi uso yung &lt;/span&gt;drive-by shooters and bombers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe. pero buti na lang walang masamang nangyari&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fort Pilar, a Spanish military fort built in 1635 which has meter-thick walls, houses 500 years of colonial history in its museum - from the Spanish settlement, to chapters of British, Dutch, American, Japanese and finally Filipino control. the best recuerdo of la presencia d&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;España &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in Zamboanga. first time i had to take off my sandals when entering a museum :) taking photographs is not allowed but as stubborn as i am, i insisted on using my camera outside the watch of the prowling eyes of the security guards hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2129/1844764982_87e4d5c3f7_o.jpg" alt="zambo01" height="161" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside our 4x4 vehicle; mayor's office; Christian altar beside Fort Pilar. people come here for various reasons, some grateful, some needing, some to find solace and still others like me to witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the city is probably best known for the vinta, a traditional boat which has a sail with assorted vertical colors that represents the colorful history and culture of the Muslim community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2282/1843941339_7be7206892_o.jpg" alt="zambo02" height="161" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i was a week late for their Fiesta Pilar where they showcase vinta races, i got a personal glimpse of these wonderful sails. they're actually all over the place. by the beach, inside a museum (where picture taking is prohibited tsk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tigas talaga ng ulo&lt;/span&gt;), at the museum entrance and even at street lamp posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2243/1843942071_544238aebe_o.jpg" alt="zambo03" height="161" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food, food, food! :P @ the mano a mano restaurant; @ the butterfly farm; Zambo dusk somewhere a mountaintop overlooking the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devotees @ Fort Pilar; with the Quintinios; me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2376/1852050658_2984362d7a_m.jpg" alt="zambo04" height="220" width="161" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/1851226467_b0b6cb88b4_m.jpg" alt="zambo05" height="220" width="161" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2121/1851227089_6879f7c371_m.jpg" alt="zambo06" height="220" width="161" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chavacano is the dominant dialect which resounds, and adapted, much like the Spanish language. Bisaya and Muslim vernaculars are also spoken in certain communities. and did you know that this city was once regarded as the world's largest area-wise? interesting huh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some Chavacano words i learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabroso - (tagalog) masarap - (english) delicious&lt;/span&gt; - hehe anything about food comes first :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gracias - (tag) salamat - (eng) thank you&lt;/span&gt; - you gotta learn how to be polite or else hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwidaw - (tag) walang anuman - (eng) you're welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ta ama iyo contigo - (tag) mahal kita - (eng) - i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ta ama tamen iyo - (tag) mahal din kita - (eng) - i love you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adelante - (tag) sulong - (eng.) forward &lt;/span&gt;- adelante Zamboanga! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mareng - (tag) bakla, bading - (eng.) gay &lt;/span&gt;- haha and mind you there are lots of them there :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Zamboanga City is situated at the southern tip of the Zamboanga peninsula so it's geographically near Basilan island, which became infamous for being the Abu Sayaff terrorists' base camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i promised the newly weds as a gift that i'll do them a free photo shoot in the Great Santa Cruz island, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;known to locals as the "pink island", a 20-minute motor boat ride from the city. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pag nasa malayo ka eh medyo &lt;/span&gt;pink &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talaga ang kulay ng buhangin&lt;/span&gt;. but that's not the thrill yet. since it's probably just an hour boat ride to Basilan the proximity is considered risky particularly for foreign and local tourists like myself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung &lt;/span&gt;Dos Palmas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nga sa &lt;/span&gt;Palawan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nangidnap yung mga terorista eh malayo na yun, eto pa kayang malapit hehe&lt;/span&gt;. i love my dear life so off we still went :P &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lalo nga lang akong kinabahan nung kailangang magpa&lt;/span&gt;-register &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;Department of Tourism and a soldier from the Philippine Marines has to accompany us during our trip, stay with us on the island, up until we get back to Zambo. first time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kong ma&lt;/span&gt;-experience &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na in&lt;/span&gt;-escort-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an ng sundalo habang nagre&lt;/span&gt;-relax &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa isang isla&lt;/span&gt;. they also have a small (PM) detachment and some CAFGUs (Civilian Armed Forces Geographical Unit) who patrol the island. every now and then we heard military planes hovering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;-tense &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako lalo&lt;/span&gt; haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;even so we still had a great time despite the jittery feelings. the pictures bear witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RyxG2Br0JZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/REY87JZqoM4/s400/sta-cruz-island.jpg" alt="sta cruz island" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128551969647240594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aahhh. a guerdon for a month-long stress from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2110/1850921401_f9eede5e54_o.jpg" alt="sta-cruz01" height="161" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 tourists, 1 Marine soldier and a boat; pristine waters of Sta. Cruz island; ritual for first timers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2223/1850922029_311fe668f6_o.jpg" alt="sta-cruz02" height="161" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jump shots with the group. the sun was perfect for a photo shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2350/1851747448_988b8a77f1_o.jpg" alt="sta-cruz03" height="161" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;op kors op kors&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehem hehe&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the Quintinios, thank you very much for the warm hospitality. i never felt even once during my stay that i wasn't welcomed. you treated me like i was your own family. muchos gracias.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isang &lt;/span&gt;comment &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang, ang gagaling kumanta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng angkan niyo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malamang nung nagsabog ang diyos ng talento sa pagkanta gising kayo lahat kaya nabiyayaan kayo. natitiyak ko, tulog ako nun&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2062/1851941818_cd475f48d6_o.jpg" alt="jon-seng01" height="161" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2012/1851117259_6b1ad0aab7_o.jpg" alt="jon-seng02" height="220" width="161" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2033/1851117735_4bfe7f8eaa_o.jpg" alt="jon-seng03" height="220" width="161" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Jon and Seng, congratulations. may your union be until your last breaths. continually love each other and may God be the center of your relationship. hold on to each other's hand in all circumstances so that your bond will tighten as you go on with life together. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at salamat sa pag-imbita&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, i continue to be a gypsy. next destination: Davao and Cagayan de Oro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2178060972515060973?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2178060972515060973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2178060972515060973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/10/zamboanga-city.html' title='Zamboanga City'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2376/1852050658_2984362d7a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-6061767528333412745</id><published>2007-10-18T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:30:38.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wanna give a shout out to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;tatay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; who's turning 70 years old tomorrow. you're the best! happy birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;mahal kita itay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... o cge, balik biyahe ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-6061767528333412745?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6061767528333412745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6061767528333412745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/10/pops.html' title='pops!'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-4591068312058212597</id><published>2007-10-17T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:55:10.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>short stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my 2nd day in zambo. deprived of sleep but still enjoying. safely enjoying that is :) my good friend's wedding is today so expecting another hectic day. will be in Davao the day after tomorrow then CDO the next.. just stole some time. ok, have to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-4591068312058212597?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4591068312058212597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4591068312058212597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/10/short-stop.html' title='short stop'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-975062573100032953</id><published>2007-10-15T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T02:01:09.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll be somewhere in Cebu, Zamboanga City, Davao and Cagayan de Oro starting tomorrow. i have to do a prenup photoshoot for a good friend, be at his wedding the following day, visit some friends, kindle anew my love for my birth land, bank on some adventures, relax, go off-line for some time and deviate from my usual routine. i hope to be traveling safe and sound. and to be back alive (the last time i went to Mindanao i figured in an NDE, i hope not this time though). follow me thru my location tracker at the right side of this page. be back in Manila next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-975062573100032953?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/975062573100032953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/975062573100032953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/10/week-off.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2732123155793531071</id><published>2007-10-07T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T09:36:35.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>will to win</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i believe every Filipino (who cares to be one, that is) is swelling with national pride as Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao pounded out a convincing 12-round unanimous decision win over "The Baby Face Assassin" Marco Antonio Barrera just hours ago. in the usual manner, our kababayans preferred to stay home and watch the highly anticipated bout. for those who had extra moolah, P600 for pay-per-view coverage on SM cinemas or watching over some bottles of beer, food and laughter at sports bar was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sulit&lt;/span&gt;. others congregated on basketball gyms or halls wherein a wide silver screen is setup by their local governments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako&lt;/span&gt;, i preferred watching it with some of my officemates. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit sa &lt;/span&gt;TV &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang basta sama sama at may pagkain pwede na &lt;/span&gt;hehe.. as fiery red as the Team Pacquiao's new jacket (mainly sponsored by Nike) was was both boxers' goals of proving their point on top of the ring. Manny rides with the pride of the Filipinos all throughout the world while Barrera was on for personal vendetta and vow of putting up an entirely different stand from their first encounter years ago. considering this was his last fight of a glorious 17-year ring career, i think his game plan all along was primarily to not win but to not be KO'd, thus keeping his pride intact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after being pummeled by Pacman's flurry combination and was almost knocked down on the 11th round, Barrera threw a cheat shop that caught Manny right on the jaw which sent our hero reeling on the ropes. referee Tony Weeks called a brief timeout and deducts a point from the Mexican. i think he did that (gamble a point) to take a breather himself. otherwise he could have suffered the same fate as that of Erik Morales in the hands of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pambansang kamao&lt;/span&gt;: devastation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the war between heroes of their respective countries was over, two of the judges scored it an identical 118-109 while the third judge had it at 115-112, all unanimously for Pacquiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;side notes: another pinoy pug, Michael Farinas, staged a KO win over his Mexican opponent in the 2nd round. i hope he'll be given the same attention as Manny when he comes back.. zero crime rate in Metro Manila and even on some provinces. true. that is during the Pacquiao-Barrera fight time.. as gentleman as he is, Manny, during the post-fight press conference acknowledged his opponent as "still a good fighter." he even went on to raising Barrera's hands in the air and bonded with his family, acts of a true sportsman.. i think Kyla sang our national anthem very well. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;natawa pa ako dun sa isang na&lt;/span&gt;-interview &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung anong masasabi niya sa pagkakakanta ni &lt;/span&gt;Kyla, he said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magaling&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kumpleto&lt;/span&gt;." haha :D .. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung &lt;/span&gt;interview &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kay &lt;/span&gt;Manny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magaling din. walang &lt;/span&gt;interpreter. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diretsong ingles&lt;/span&gt;. when asked if he was hurt he said, "not really hurt." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayus&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iba ka talaga &lt;/span&gt;Manny, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iba ka&lt;/span&gt;! hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from suspension to being champions: De La Salle Green Archers won over University of the East Red Warriors to bag the 70th UAAP men's basketball championship. 73-64. what a comeback. that's will to win. sweet! congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2732123155793531071?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2732123155793531071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2732123155793531071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/10/will-to-win.html' title='will to win'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-9164771077826706084</id><published>2007-09-30T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T09:42:24.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>crying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's exactly 3:13 Monday morning, Manila time. but no, i am not crying as the title suggests. just writing. i'm trying to sleep but i guess the sugar boost from that Red Ribbon cake forbids me to. anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard speeches and read articles in the past pointing out that Filipinos are characteristically emotional. more profoundly, that is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mababaw daw ang kaligayahan natin at sa kabilang banda mababaw din ang luha&lt;/span&gt;. and this i believed. for the former i admit i am included in its statistics. i delight in very simple things. i find joy in elementary matters. i exhibit childlike credulity even. but i'd like to tackle on about the latter. crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 12 hours ago was the tip-off for the deciding game between the country's college hoops bitter rivals Ateneo and La Salle to decide which team moves to the finals of the 70th UAAP basketball tournament. if this were a boxing match, it will be the 12th and final round (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siyempre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala naman kasing &lt;/span&gt;overtime &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa boksing eh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that is why i wasn't surprised that a sellout crown of over 23,000 flocked the Araneta Coliseum (that is a gate-attendance record i believe). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and as expected it was a slugfest from the opening buzzer until the final minutes. La Salle lead most of the way, thanks to their ever reliable guards JV Casio, TY Tang and Cholo Villanueva plus forward Rico Maierhofer. Ateneo on the other hand launched rallies in between behind their big men Nonoy Baclao and Ford Arao, and shooting guard Chris Tiu. the Taft-based Archers detonated timely bombs and doused cold water on their rivals everytime the Katipunan-based Eagles are on fire rallying for a comeback. after the war smoke settled in, the last men standing were those with green banners which drew cheers, standing ovation and applause from those in the arena. the Green Archers are pronounced victors and is advancing to the Finals this coming week against University of the East Warriors. they deserved it. congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not to talk more of that game. it hurts, besides the fact that it meant P200-less from my wallet hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after every game of this relevance i have always observed how these teams absorb the aftermath. on one side you see the jubilation and cheers amongst the victors. the high and low "5s", the "triumphant hugs" (there is another type. later..), the jubilant screams, the "no. 1" or "V" (for victory) hand signals, and the pride that overwhelms them while singing their alma mater's anthem. on the other hand is a scene of how an unsuccessful squad absorbs the loss. long faces, despair, disappointment for a failed attempt, the "comforting hugs" from fellow 'losers' (no pun intended), and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crying&lt;/span&gt;. a lot of crying. and i'm referring to the men who are known to be physical juggernauts on court. yes, they do cry. we do cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the cameras were there to catch these players' (and yes again, they're men) break down, i was sent into flashbacks via my own episodes of this process of crying, which according to WordWeb is (noun, 1. the process of shedding tears usually accompanied by sobs or other inarticulate sounds). not that there are too many of them in my life. i can only recall a few excluding those inflicted by pain like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinalo ka ng sinturon ng tatay mo hanggang sa mahati ang sinturon sa tatlo &lt;/span&gt;OR &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hinataw ka ng kaserola sa ulo ng nanay mo &lt;/span&gt;OR &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nahiwa ang kamay mo ng kutsilyo dahil na rin sa katangahan mo &lt;/span&gt;OR &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahil sa &lt;/span&gt;black eye &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo dahil nag away kayo ng kuya mo at nasapak ka niya&lt;/span&gt; OR &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nabangga ka ng motorsiklo dahil ulit sa katangahan&lt;/span&gt;. well i would be surprised if you tell me na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi ka umiyak nung bata ka sa ganyang mga kadahilanan&lt;/span&gt;. and those i mentioned are personal experiences mind you. if you're reading my previous entries you'd argue, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh &lt;/span&gt;3 posts earlier &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang sabi mo umiyak ka&lt;/span&gt;." i object your argument. that is just shedding two or three tears, and was not accompanied by inarticulate sounds hehe. so it's not counted :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my most memorable emotional breakdown (besides &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung tinuli ako&lt;/span&gt;) was when i was told that i won't graduate of high school because together with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mga napakabait na mga barkada&lt;/span&gt; had one of our senior teachers break down into crying herself. i don't recall exactly what we did but as badly behaved juveniles it was, i would bet, something of great magnitude hehe. and its effect on me was also of that nature. it meant being booted out of the scholarship program i'm in, being a laughingstock at school, revelation to my parents of who i really am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(how bad i had become) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at school, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;palo na naman sa magulang. isang sinturon na naman ang mahahati sa tatlo&lt;/span&gt; :) it was as if my heart immediately dropped into my colon. i spent almost half an hour in a bathroom stall to regroup and pull myself together. frankly, i had grown accustomed to working hard and achieving what i want so failing like this, compounded by the cheapness of how it came about, is plainly unacceptable. crushing albeit stupid to put it bluntly. and so i cried.. and there are other similar few (emphasis: few) crying experiences i ought to not reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need not be part of a school's basketball team that competed in UAAP (except inter-college department) to understand these bawls. i had my share. it is human nature so i am not ashamed. and witnessing earlier the Ateneo Blue Eagles' inability to control their inner infant, i wasn't ashamed for them. i wasn't ashamed because the big men cried like a sixth-grade girl who's been told that she will have to wait another year to get her ears pierced. in fact, i am proud of them crying. because it showed that they cared enough to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that exemplifies the school spirit. which i suppose is why people, like me, like college basketball. they are focused only on one thing. they only cared about winning that game. even those who have already graduated twenty, thirty or even fifty plus years ago from their respective schools still exude that spirit. every season. on and on until one team is left. a winner. a conqueror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE BIG FIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o pa'no&lt;/span&gt;, UE versus La Salle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;finals. UE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako&lt;/span&gt;, P200 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulit&lt;/span&gt; ;P anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-9164771077826706084?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/9164771077826706084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/9164771077826706084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/crying.html' title='crying'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1989579094092058283</id><published>2007-09-25T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:02.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mayabang ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ipagyayabang ko na ako ay Pilipino. kahit kailan. kahit saan&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RvkgK3EBzBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_T6ZGSiNENc/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RvkgK3EBzBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_T6ZGSiNENc/s320/DSC00125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114154222807534610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got one finally. woven by a kid from Aplaya. product number: 11852&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;card reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ang abaka ay isa sa pinaka-matibay na katutubong hibla. Ang munting abaka ay isa sa pangunahing industriya ng Pilipinas kasama ng asukal at tabako. Tulad ng katangian ng abaka, ang Pilipino ay malakas at matatag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa paggamit ng abakang ito, tayo ay nagkakaisa sa pagpapahiwatig na tayo ay Pilipino. Tulungan po natin ang ating bayan sa pamamagitan ng pagtangkilik ng mga sariling atin. Sino pa ang tutulong sa Pilipino kung hindi Pilipino rin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1989579094092058283?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1989579094092058283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1989579094092058283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/mayabang-ako.html' title='mayabang ako'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RvkgK3EBzBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_T6ZGSiNENc/s72-c/DSC00125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-203197362376956330</id><published>2007-09-25T01:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T01:07:13.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just got home. tired. got a glimpse of Wowowee and i must say, Valerie Concepcion is one hot lady *wink* :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, gotta sleep now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-203197362376956330?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/203197362376956330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/203197362376956330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2854922963352575120</id><published>2007-09-23T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T17:52:36.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristina Cassandra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i'm currently watching "KC From Paris to Pinas" documentary special in ABS-CBN. i've been raring to watch it since i saw the teaser two weeks ago that i made sure i turn down any invitations (date, movie, dinner, basketball or anything) from anyone come Sunday night. i even had a reminder in my celphone just to not forget. what's funny is that i had it last week when in fact it should have been today hehe. excited ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i saw KC doing the show's intro near the Eiffel tower, it suddenly brought back memories of when i once visited the city of love, the city of lights, the most romantic city in the world or however you may refer to it. perhaps everyone's experience is entirely different &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya iba iba rin ang tawag nila&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayus talaga &lt;/span&gt;when you're visiting any place with people who actually live there. i was lucky to be accompanied by a French friend, Olivier, who happens to be a city tour guide. he willingly took time off to be my personal tour guide (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at libre pa&lt;/span&gt; hehe ;P). places like Jardin Palais de Royale, Notre Dame Cathedral, Luvre Museum, Arc de Triomphe, Les Invalides, Place de la Bastille, Place de la Concorde, Champs Elysses, were among those featured. and how Paris changes come night time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talagang&lt;/span&gt; romantic. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabi nga rin nila na &lt;/span&gt;French &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw ang pinaka &lt;/span&gt;romantic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;language &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa buong mundo&lt;/span&gt;. the way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na pagbigkas mo pa lang eh &lt;/span&gt;romatic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the part of the show that moved me was KC's relationship with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aling &lt;/span&gt;Leslie, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kababayan&lt;/span&gt; who works as domestic helper in Paris but unfortunately is a TNT (colloquial term for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tago-nang-tago&lt;/span&gt;). that showed a lot of how she was raised by her family: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mayroong pakikipagkapwa tao&lt;/span&gt;. we know their (TNT) stories: staying covert due to lack of legal papers, relegated to do the "dirty" jobs, forced to accept jobs even with lower pays, has to face uncertainties everyday, and most of all their emotional sufferings being away from their families. they both benefited from that relationship. KC being away from her mom treated &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aling &lt;/span&gt;Leslie as her own and on the other hand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aling &lt;/span&gt;Leslie being away with her children treated KC as her daughter. the emotional void was somehow filled in temporarily. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinuwento pa niya &lt;/span&gt;how she asked aling Leslie to be her date &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung &lt;/span&gt;mother's day. the mother was reluctant at first but later on agreed.  simple things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;you would really appreciate from someone, who in our terms, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh sikat na tao&lt;/span&gt;.. the part where they bid their goodbyes before KC left Paris was heart-breaking for them both i would imagine (okay okay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dito ako naluha ng konti. konti lang naman&lt;/span&gt;). KC mentioned the possibility meeting up with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aling &lt;/span&gt;Leslie's children when back in Manila. and you know what, she went the extra mile and really took time to keep that promise. kind-hearted indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurence Ligier, a French woman who founded a center in Iloilo for abused girls, became one of KC's bestfriends while in Paris. she speaks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ilonggo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hiligaynon&lt;/span&gt; after living here for 15 years. when KC was back in Manila, she came over for them to visit Chameleon center in Iloilo. i've been to centers like that wherein victims of (sexual, physical, emotional, psychological) abuse are housed and you can't help but stop and stare at your own life. you'll suddenly realize how blessed you are compared to them. your discontent and displeasure of life will definitely take a backseat once you hear their stories. besides i admire how the volunteers dedicate their own lives for these children even if they're not in any way related. it's a noble thing to do i bow my head in applaud.. the children staged a mini presentation for their visitors. KC in turn rendered a song, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sundo&lt;/span&gt;" by Imago. inspiring indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC lived and studied in Paris for 4 years. i was there for only 3 days but the experience as she said, no matter how long or short, is truly pleasurable and "treasure-able". if time permits and so is my budget, i'd like to revisit it in the not so distant future. i know i'll be back there someday. i vividly remember i promised myself, as i was on top of Eiffel tower, that i'd be with that someone i love. but for now, it'll remain as a promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two-hour special was awesome! that is actually an understatement. i hope you guys saw it as well (it'll be on YouTube in no time for sure). before watching my expectations were only to be reminded and awed by the city of Paris and its grandeur as i once was mesmerized. little did i know that it was KC herself that i admired more after. her being down to earth, friendly, that Filipino pride, maturity, positive outlook in life and gratitude of what she has experienced gave eveyone a glimpse of that real person in her. coming from a clan of well-known celebrities and being surrounded by their fame, one can choose to just sit back and ride with it. but she chose to be different. she chose to create her own path. she chose to be an unknown in a foreign land to know herself. she chose to make a difference. and that's what makes her KC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a real beauty inside out. i'm a fan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2854922963352575120?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2854922963352575120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2854922963352575120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/kristina-cassandra.html' title='Kristina Cassandra'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-8075660829107559097</id><published>2007-09-22T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:06:24.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;nothing much to do today so i'm editing some portions of my blog. added some then took some.. i'd still stick with black, which exemplifies my personality. mysterious (unpredictable maybe?). deep. simple. silent. classic.. i plan to add more pictures, esp when i run out of words, and edit the sidebars from time to time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please feel free to read and see through me. violent reactions are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-8075660829107559097?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8075660829107559097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8075660829107559097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/nothing-much-to-do-today-so-im-editing.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2943803235963697919</id><published>2007-09-19T10:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:04:18.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- 97 days &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang pala &lt;/span&gt;before Christmas. are you feeling it already? so far i don't. hot weather, toxicity from work, lack of sleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- now, time for some kindergarten song. children, altogether now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A-B-ZTE-FG..." don't worry i'm not suffering from Alzheimer's disease or memory loss. it's actually the title of Senator Ping Lacson's article in this morning's paper which i found interesting. he talked about Joey DeVencia testimony at the blue ribbon committee hearing yesterday. names have been dropped. meetings have been revealed. special menu for the day: First Gentleman Mike Arroyo being that "mystery man" who threatened Joey to back off from the ZTE national broadband deal. haha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabit na naman si mang &lt;/span&gt;Mike! :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayun at sumibat papuntang &lt;/span&gt;Europe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung &lt;/span&gt;Tuesday.. tsk tsk i wonder who's next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... now-i-know-my-Z-T-E. this-will-bring-down-G-M-A!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sports: San Beda Red Lions won NCAA's Finals game 1 against San Juan de Letran Knights. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawi na lang &lt;/span&gt;Arriba &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa susunod na &lt;/span&gt;game :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa UAAP, well Ateneo has to beat UST on Sunday then beat LaSalle twice to meet up with UE at the Finals. daunting task ahead huh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganon eh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagpatalo kasi ng &lt;/span&gt;1 point arrgggh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russia humiliated powerhouse Spain by 1 point at the Euro basketball finals. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayus&lt;/span&gt;! Jon Robert Holden, that American guy playing for Russia's national team, stripped Pau Gasol of the ball and buried a jumpshot at the other end of the court. Gasol's attempt with 2 seconds left rimmed off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so ayun. talo ang &lt;/span&gt;Spain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa harap ng mga kababayan nila&lt;/span&gt;.. Holden versus Jason Kidd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;2008 Olympics? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pwede&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- etceteras: Ara Mina will sing our national anthem at Pacquiao's fight against Barrera?? whaatt?!? are you guys kidding me?! round girl &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pwede pa siguro &lt;/span&gt;but to sing, duh? come on let's be honest here. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sige na nga may &lt;/span&gt;album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ka &lt;/span&gt;but i don't think that qualifies you to perform at such stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung ako sayo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako na mismo ang mahihiya at mag &lt;/span&gt;back out.. hell, who chose you in the first place btw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2943803235963697919?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2943803235963697919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2943803235963697919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-7003085504892614995</id><published>2007-09-15T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:03.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>si shaider, fuuma le-ar, ang time space warp, vavilos at ang panty ni annie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm bored so pardon this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;non-sense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(or is it?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pati na rin yung&lt;/span&gt; title. no gimmick on saturday night so i decided to go home and just watch TV or one from my archived downloaded movies. while chunking on some Yellow Cab pizza, i turned on the boob tube to browse local channels when i chanced upon channel 7's trailer for their newly-created (but adapted) series entitled "Zaido Pulis Pangkalawakan" featuring Dennis Trillo and two other guys. it's the modernized adaptation of my once favorite Shaider series by Japanese Toei productions. i fondly remember as a kid that whatever i was doing it suddenly comes to a stop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pag oras na ng palabas&lt;/span&gt;. channel 2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa ata nun kung di ako nagkakamali. kumbaga&lt;/span&gt;, Shaider &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muna &lt;/span&gt;then everything else comes after. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naalala ko may &lt;/span&gt;TV set &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na kami nun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bili ng ate ko sa &lt;/span&gt;Quiapo hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, black and white with that matching transparent "blue screen" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na pantakip&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;TV screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, pangharang daw &lt;/span&gt;ng radiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Ruy0KgefnRI/AAAAAAAAANk/5Cp7KxXGJ9w/s1600-h/250px-Shaider_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Ruy0KgefnRI/AAAAAAAAANk/5Cp7KxXGJ9w/s400/250px-Shaider_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110657769768197394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi maipagkakaila na karamihan ng mga kabataang tulad ko na namulat sa panahon ng &lt;/span&gt;80's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay minsang na-adik sa palabas na ito. kung babae ka, malamang crush mo si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexis &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang bidang lalaki&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na isang &lt;/span&gt;archaeologist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na naging pulis pangkalawakan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kung lalaki ka naman, aba eh ano pa nga bang inaabangan mo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kundi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ang pagtalon ni Annie para masilayan mo yung panty niya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hahaha :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talagang tutok sa &lt;/span&gt;TV &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh tsk tsk &lt;/span&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photo grabbed from Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang may &lt;/span&gt;youtube. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto i&lt;/span&gt;-click &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at balikan ang nakaraan&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8LSq15lACVs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8LSq15lACVs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siyempre may iba pa namang mga karakter na nagpakulay sa pakikipaglaban ng ating mga bida. sa kabilang banda sinong makakalimot kay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuuma Le-ar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung panginoon ng mga kalaban. siya yung malaking ulo sa pader&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na may parang pula sa noo&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ewan ko kung &lt;/span&gt;third eye &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niya yun o bukol lang&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Babaylan Ida&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naalala niyo&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siya yung babaeng nakaputi na may linyang&lt;/span&gt;, "Time Space Warp... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngayon din&lt;/span&gt;!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan na marahil ang pinakasikat na linya sa buong serye na hanggang nayon eh alam na alam mo kung paano eksaktong sabihin&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drigo&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung lalaking kalaban na nakaitim at may itim din na &lt;/span&gt;lipstick hehe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kumbaga&lt;/span&gt;, field operative &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siya ni &lt;/span&gt;Fuuma.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung mga gamit nila sa pakikipaglaban. ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vavilos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;robot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni &lt;/span&gt;Shaider. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BlueHawk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung kanyang motorsiklo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to me, where are they now?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not the characters they're portraying but the real people themselves. much to my surprise are these appalling facts i discovered with mr. google's assistance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hiroshi Tsuburaya&lt;/span&gt; (Alexis) died of liver cancer at the age of 40 on July 24, 2004. how an abrupt sad ending.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naomi Morinaga&lt;/span&gt; (Annie) became a J-porn actress. now she's showing more than her underwear tsk tsk.. did you know that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Babaylan Ida&lt;/span&gt; in real life is a real transvestite? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;putik, kaya pala ang lalim ng boses niya pag sinasabi niya yung &lt;/span&gt;"Time Space Warp.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngayon din&lt;/span&gt;!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akala ko babaeng malalim lang ang boses&lt;/span&gt; haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at tama ba ang narinig kong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si &lt;/span&gt;Paolo Ballesteros &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw ang gaganap ng papel niya sa bagong &lt;/span&gt;series? hehe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang sakto ah&lt;/span&gt; ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;their portrayal somehow convinced me as a kid that they're almost supernatural beings. only to be brought back to reality that they indeed are humans after all. aren't we all? oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang hindi ko maalala, nagkatuluyan nga ba sina &lt;/span&gt;Alexis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;Annie? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kayo, natatandaan niyo pa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para sa mga inglesero, o eto i-&lt;/span&gt;click &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niyo&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uchuu_Keiji_Shaider"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uchuu_Keiji_Shaider&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all together now.. UM-ZHIGI-ZHIGI-WAKA-ZHIGI-UUUWAA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-7003085504892614995?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7003085504892614995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7003085504892614995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/si-shaider-fuuma-le-ar-ang-time-space.html' title='si shaider, fuuma le-ar, ang time space warp, vavilos at ang panty ni annie'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Ruy0KgefnRI/AAAAAAAAANk/5Cp7KxXGJ9w/s72-c/250px-Shaider_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1984343020547990382</id><published>2007-09-12T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:12:56.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and so the verdict was handed down. i was expecting no less than a guilty charge for both of Erap's cases. well, with some sort of tweak by the hand of fill-in-the-blank (nature/someone/some groups/something(?)), Erap was found guilty only in relation with his plunder case but is not guilty on that other case of perjury. unfortunately Jinggoy and that other guy, Serapio, were acquitted. politically motivated or not the verdict is, "what you reap is what you sow" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ika nga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing his supporters did not cause harm today, and i hope they stop from now on. it doesn't do us any good, much less to our economy. okay, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa imahe na rin nating mga pinoy&lt;/span&gt;. it's a normal thing to upstage your ideas and thoughts but it's different when you cause harm and chaos in the process of insisting to convey those ideas. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsaka tama na naman, pagod na rin ang taumbayan&lt;/span&gt;. didn't you notice most people just went on with their normal daily routines. i'm sure most of us were glued in to our boob tubes to witness the promulgation but after that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tuloy ulit ang buhay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganon lang naman&lt;/span&gt;. you win some then you lose some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i think the government should give our former president the pardon. come on, he's over 70 years old. let him enjoy his remaining years. BUT, but with the condition that he returns to the government what he allegedly, or now guiltily, took from it during his term. the money he got with the use of his power and authority. i'm pertaining to that commission from Bell Corp, jueteng payola, among others. and then let's all live peacefully. as one nation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oopps but before that fantasy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sana ma&lt;/span&gt;-convict &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;din ang mga &lt;/span&gt;Marcoses, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si &lt;/span&gt;FVR, the Arroyo's, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pati si &lt;/span&gt;Chavit Singson, Jocjoc Bolante, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isama na natin si &lt;/span&gt;Abalos, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lahat ng mga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;tax evaders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, at lahat ng mga politikong dumambong at patuloy na nandarambong sa kaban ng bayan. usigin sana kayo ng mga kunsensya niyo! yun eh kung may natitira pa&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all of Erap's friends (esp those movie personalities &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na napanood ko sa balita kagabi&lt;/span&gt;) please &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt;. don't rant on TV that your friend is innocent. he was given a trial, everything went thru the due process of the law, the defense' side was heard and so is the prosecution's, which lead to this verdict (which btw i really hope is based on the merits presented by each side). so at the end of the day and you find your friend on the wrong end of the deal, don't try to vindicate him by insisting your views on national telecast which are merely based on your personal knowledge of the accused if not, just friendship. be mature guys! respect the law. in any case, a motion for reconsideration is still to be filed within 15 days. if at all rejected then an appeal would still be filed to the Supreme Court.. the most sensible and mature comment i heard was that of Boots Anson Roa, on which she said that, "that's the law. we have to respect it. but on the level of my family's relationship with the Estradas, nothing has changed.." not her exact words but something to that context. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o di ba, mas&lt;/span&gt; fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a deposed president sentenced to reclusion perpetua due to our politics' cancer: corruption.. now that's a good one. i hope many more will be tried and convicted. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abangan ang mga susunod na kabanata&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1984343020547990382?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1984343020547990382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1984343020547990382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-so-verdict-was-handed-down.html' title='guilty'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1651628901722425625</id><published>2007-09-08T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:05.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>great escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[update]&lt;br /&gt;- i'll try to upload other pics later. time for some sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updates]&lt;br /&gt;- uploaded the "behind the scenes". still working on the others.&lt;br /&gt;- panalo Ateneo ng 2 points! wuhoo ;P one big fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[updates]&lt;br /&gt;- uploaded the bohol pics&lt;br /&gt;- my skin (shoulder and back) are peeling off from the sunburn ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[final update]&lt;br /&gt;done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 3 in the morning. reminds me of Matchbox 20's song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the past few weeks offered more than a few topics to blog about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; showbiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;pa lang madami na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: the alleged Wowowie scandal which resulted to a (yet again) Joey De Leon vs. Willie Revillame word war. sorry Willie but i'm so PRO-Vic-and-Joey eh :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hindi naman dahil sa mas malinis si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Joey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sayo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Willie but he's at least wiser. who's apologizing now? man don't let yourself look good by making other people look bad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Camille Prats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;daw dyontis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;?! well at least according to a Chikka Minute report.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt;  Pokwang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napagkamalang si &lt;/span&gt;Lucy Liu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw nung nasa&lt;/span&gt; Hong Kong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huuwaaatt&lt;/span&gt;?? in fairness &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;medyo hawig huh&lt;/span&gt; haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sa ibang paksa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, who'd forget about Malu Fernandez' insensitive article in a magazine which fueled so much hatred amongst our OFW kababayans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;di na ko mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-comment. she doesn't deserve to have a space here in my blog anyway.. Cris Mendez, that graduating UP student who allegedly died of hazing rites.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hmm ano pa ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;? in sports. Team USA's championship. KB24 coming to Manila. 2nd round matchup of Ateneo and LaSalle tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;este mamaya na pala hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.. actually i don't have to look farther to have something to blog about. i can just tinker with my heart and write about so much stuff. but i'd like to pass on to that. to have an escape from the norm is better. something that is great in essence. thus the title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for like many people, i live in a mass of humanity in a city. that corresponds to higher paying jobs (compared to rural areas of course), more opportunities, bigger and better movie theaters, faster internet connection, 24-hour shops/food stalls, closer to being so-and-so "hi-tech", among others. but city-living somehow requires you to trade off other essential things: better and longer sleep, more quality time with loved ones, quiet living, affinity with mother nature (ahh fresh air!), and allow me to mention, peace of mind. so to escape, i seek the opposite: a place where there are only few people and away from the stressful city life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;last weekend i found myself, together with some folks from work, just in the right place (Bantayan island in Cebu) at the right time (low season). except for a minor freak accident on the road, i guess the back-breaking almost four-hour bus ride from Mandaue city to Hagnaya port and an hour ferry ride to the island just added more crave to our already excited selves. whoever said that Bantayan island is "Boracay 20 years ago" is indeed a keen observer. pristine white sand, clear waters, clean and green, less commercialized, ahh the preserved tranquility. with just the right amount of sunlight and lots of time on our hands we let our sun-starved bodies enjoy every moment. the downside of working on graveyard shift? you're deprived of the sun! :) except for a handful of foreign and local tourists (my count stopped at 11) the beach was all ours, and that's the best part of it! eating was a slow affair, in an empty restaurant overlooking the beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;saan ka pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;? it rained during our breakfast but that's fine. it is during this rainy season that locals hunker indoors and foreigners stay away making it ideal for an escape. we could laugh and talk freely while marveling nature's beauty or even stay up late worrying about nothing. or maybe how to get tanned evenly. that previous statement was merely intended for the girls i'd suppose, right boys? yeah right!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and so there was i. been a while that i had this time to just relax and free my mind of so much thinking. i was engrossed in the moods of the sea and the sky i just sat in the terrace of our beach front room, sometimes standing by the shoreline with bare feet in the sand staring aimlessly on the horizon. ahh, de-stressing. and unknowingly someone took my picture during the bliss (see below pic).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;vacations like these rouse the amateur photographer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kuno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; in me but since i stupidly did not prepare my camera gears i was left with no other choice but to not bring Iya along. how can it function without batteries? stupid esse!? so i gladly volunteered to be the group's photographer at most times. that explains why there's not much with me on it. mind you, to 'gladly' volunteer is fundamentally difficult since i'm a Canon user and i had to use Nikon digital SLRs. don't get me wrong guys, those gadgets are a beauty but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; those complicated menus and controls, whew! haha :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*showing the peace sign* but i hate to admit, that experience left me now with just one barrier to finally buy one from the dark side hehe. you guessed it right, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moola&lt;/span&gt; :D i am now a believer. but that's another blog story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i'm out for words, i'll just let the pictures speak for themselves. besides choosing a few from a quite a number and creating a mosaic takes much time and an hour has passed since my first sentence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RuMg4TCX6SI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SpjeQLmqByo/s1600-h/bantayan_mosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RuMg4TCX6SI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SpjeQLmqByo/s400/bantayan_mosaic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107962553923266850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;L-R, by columns (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;credits go to Sherwin, Manny, Kakai, AJ and temyong for the pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the group, hereon refered to as "THEM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;; 2. @ Mactan airport; 3. ferry to Bantayan; 4. breakfast&lt;br /&gt;5. breakfast @ Tiffany's?; 6. sand writing by Kakai; 7. flags; 8. the girls&lt;br /&gt;9. THEM @ Bantayan ; 10. breakfast table; 11. shoreline; 12. cottage&lt;br /&gt;13. beach walk 14. girls, sandbar (background); 15. the girls again; 16. who else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our 3rd day we banked on a side trip to Bohol. again i volunteered to be the group's photographer, tour guide (my 4th time in this wonderful place) and spur. pictures will show you the group had a great time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RuSC4jCX6UI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yLHC39rTvnQ/s1600-h/bohol_mosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RuSC4jCX6UI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yLHC39rTvnQ/s400/bohol_mosaic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108351785334466882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;by columns (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;credits go to Sherwin, Manny, and temyong for the pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;):&lt;br /&gt;1. THEM, off to Bohol; 2. THEM @ Tagbilaran port; 3. THEM @ the blood compact site; 4. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;itaas mo&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;5. "greenhills"; 6. THEM @ chocolate hills; 7. the girls; 8. setup shot&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;higante sa burol&lt;/span&gt;; 10. for the sake of a good photograph :) 11. jump shot; 12. AJ&lt;br /&gt;13. come fly with me; 14. double float; 15. landing; 16. THEM @ the hanging bridge&lt;br /&gt;17. hands off; 18. buffet @ Loboc river cruise; 19. Loboc river; 20. THEM during the cruise&lt;br /&gt;21. tarsiers; 22. Manny with Prony the python; 23. eagle (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang hindi&lt;/span&gt; blue hehe); 24. Panglao island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;some behind the scenes and legit stolen shots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RuNx4zCX6TI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RW56R2tVzzk/s1600-h/behind_the_scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RuNx4zCX6TI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RW56R2tVzzk/s400/behind_the_scene.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108051622955051314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;L-R, by columns (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;credits go to Sherwin, Manny, AJ and temyong for the pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;):&lt;br /&gt;1. @ Bantayan; 2. the Spaniards trying out Greenwich's Tropicool; 3. @ Bohol; 4. setup shot; 5. @ Bantayan&lt;br /&gt;6. mini pictorial; 7. jump shot; 8. stolen; 9. @ Loboc river; 10. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akala ko lang naman. cge na mali na ko&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three reasons why i do things like these: one, my stress level has reached its peak; two, just to satisfy that need to get away; OR i am terribly sad. i guess a little of everything had its share as to why i escaped..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;at the end of our four-day vacation i think everybody enjoyed and really had a great time. planning this trip months back with goals of us being and doing things together beyond our toxic working schedule and of course to bond with each other. i personally felt those goals were met. it's a great feeling to be a part of other people's joy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di ba&lt;/span&gt;? once you see them happy it uplifts your spirit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;as for me, still blue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Ru31-gefnSI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZDpAxdEIlPE/s1600-h/smalllDSC_0591edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Ru31-gefnSI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZDpAxdEIlPE/s400/smalllDSC_0591edit2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111011606353911074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1651628901722425625?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1651628901722425625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1651628901722425625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/09/great-escape.html' title='great escape'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RuMg4TCX6SI/AAAAAAAAAMs/SpjeQLmqByo/s72-c/bantayan_mosaic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-5667469201706383651</id><published>2007-08-31T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:21:45.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;needing a break to free my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-5667469201706383651?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5667469201706383651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5667469201706383651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/08/need-break-to-free-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-6723955643641700282</id><published>2007-08-27T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T11:05:44.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;when it comes down to having the choice of being right or protecting you, i'll be wrong every single time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-6723955643641700282?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6723955643641700282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6723955643641700282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-it-comes-down-to-having-choice-of.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-4024792808883141156</id><published>2007-08-27T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T11:17:25.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sigh. things hasn't been well lately. i rarely go to office to report for work. you know, just stay at home, stay online the entire day, sleep, check out online forums, eat, listen to music, play some hoops, sleep again, then wake up at the thought of trying to get out of confusion for things i'd do next. it's gray. really really gray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as of this writing, i'm coming up with a complaint letter addressed to PLDT folks (copying DTI representatives) about my DSL connection. (got a tip from an online forum who to address the email to so it gets noticed!) it's just sooo slow you can sit and watch your nails grow while waiting for sites to completely load. i just want my money's worth you bloodsucking corporate rats! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mahirap manood ng &lt;/span&gt;FIBA Americas championship online at this very slow rate huh! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya &lt;/span&gt;all you folks out there, be ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haay buhay&lt;/span&gt;. things that get you mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-4024792808883141156?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4024792808883141156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4024792808883141156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/08/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-7003406707224490183</id><published>2007-07-16T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:05.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>letting out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ever had that feeling when you just wanna get away and scream your lungs out because of frustrations? or grab anything beside you and throw it up onto the wall? or punch someone who gets in your way and break his nose? or better yet lock yourself up in the room and cry like a baby? well i did not do any of them, the last one much less. i'm supposed to be tough.. instead, i got myself a gun, a 9mm pistol that is, loaded it with bullets, poked it into my head and shattered my brains out?? not yet or else this would never have been written. i went into an indoor shooting range and got myself a hundred rounds, just enough (when not using ear plugs) to impair my hearing, pound my chest and hopefully numb my heart and mind of any thought that might dare bother me.. when i walked into the room leading to the range, i heard shots and boy i admit was i scared. i never heard gunshots in years, maybe seven. after about 10 shots my heartbeat was normal again. from then on everything  went from being a thriller to uhmm normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rpvc0SjYHrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QSv6wmh4Ens/s1600-h/Picture%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rpvc0SjYHrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QSv6wmh4Ens/s320/Picture%289%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087902994936635058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;focus.. my grip evidently shows how frustrated i am.. video is on my celphone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RpvpCCjYHtI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Z4HLCh2Onpg/s1600-h/Picture%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RpvpCCjYHtI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Z4HLCh2Onpg/s320/Picture%2812%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087916425299369682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a hundred rounds and pesos, i was left with a bullet-riddled target (which btw i posted in my cabinet door), adrenalin still pumped into my system, frustrations flushed out but then in no time i was back to reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon leaving the shooting range, i thought to myself that indeed when holding or possessing a firearm one is not only to possess a good marksmanship skills. firstly you should be on your right mind (i failed), be proficient (i failed) and requires so much discipline (i badly failed). at one point i did fire 6 bullets rapidly because i felt i was "into the groove." and it's bad. dangerous to bluntly describe it. no wonder copious gun-related accidents occur even on a simple traffic altercation sadly because of lack of discipline on the gun owner's part.. and so i left with my sanity back to its place, at least for the moment. i roamed the mall afterwards and ate at greenbelt 3. who knows next time you'll see me shooting with a rifle? not at anybody but at outdoor shooting ranges. greater frustrations on the way??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-7003406707224490183?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7003406707224490183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7003406707224490183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/07/letting-out.html' title='letting out'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rpvc0SjYHrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QSv6wmh4Ens/s72-c/Picture%289%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-168201481817362690</id><published>2007-06-18T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:06.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;walk going home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RncdZC8MYnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zXZ0IWwbOCo/s1600-h/walking_home.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077559421006799474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RncdZC8MYnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zXZ0IWwbOCo/s320/walking_home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;..i miss that. i'll see you next month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-168201481817362690?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/168201481817362690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/168201481817362690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/06/walking-home.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RncdZC8MYnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zXZ0IWwbOCo/s72-c/walking_home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-8788904625311873058</id><published>2007-05-11T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T13:19:30.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just lucky to be alive today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-8788904625311873058?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8788904625311873058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8788904625311873058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/05/lucky-to-be-alive-today.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3320781109780409100</id><published>2007-05-07T03:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T23:34:26.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>last entry (.?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll be setting out today to meet up with God so i should be gone in a few days. no mails or internet. no connection. i need to talk to Him, wanting to consult some things... i hope to be back. alive if He allows it. else, you guessed it right, this might turn out to be my last entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;post scriptum:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;everything i did and had been doing, all that i said and uttered, they came nowhere else but from my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3320781109780409100?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3320781109780409100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3320781109780409100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-entry.html' title='last entry (.?)'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-18674555117222337</id><published>2007-05-04T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T12:05:48.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>did you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;would you say everything you could&lt;br /&gt;do the things that you thought you  would&lt;br /&gt;did it ever occur to you that this could be your final day&lt;br /&gt;did you  go where you wanted to go&lt;br /&gt;learn about what you wanted to know&lt;br /&gt;did you ever  really give something back instead of always taking it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you find what  you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;did you get your foot in the door&lt;br /&gt;can you look at  yourself and feel proud of all the things you've done&lt;br /&gt;did you inspire the  ones that you knew&lt;br /&gt;make a difference to those who knew you&lt;br /&gt;did you finally  figure out what it is that makes us who we are today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another  day&lt;br /&gt;you never know when you'll get one&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;to do  anything you haven't done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you always give it your best&lt;br /&gt;is there  anything you regret&lt;br /&gt;if you could have another shot at it all would you do it  just the same&lt;br /&gt;was it all that you thought it could be&lt;br /&gt;are you the person  you thought you would be&lt;br /&gt;or did it feel like you were spinning your wheels  instead of moving forward everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;you never  know when you'll get one&lt;br /&gt;don't waste another day&lt;br /&gt;to do anything you  haven't done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-18674555117222337?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/18674555117222337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/18674555117222337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/05/did-you.html' title='did you'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-4871326091772168564</id><published>2007-05-01T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:06.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;been a while i haven't pressed that shutter. i did this morning and the first capture turned out something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RjdgXaHqGPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9YV3BZZLgX0/s1600-h/IMG_6809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RjdgXaHqGPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9YV3BZZLgX0/s320/IMG_6809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059618661638740210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-4871326091772168564?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4871326091772168564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4871326091772168564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/05/been-while-i-havent-pressed-that.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RjdgXaHqGPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9YV3BZZLgX0/s72-c/IMG_6809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1234705389711893945</id><published>2007-05-01T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T11:33:17.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;nothing is more frustrating to cap April than the Dallas Mavericks faulting out of their first round series with the Golden State Warriors. i mean it's already 3-1 and game 5 is a few hours from now. being a Maverick fan, i am not even sure if i'd watch the game later. give credit to the Warriors man, they're playing inspired basketball. they're playing their hearts out, considering being the severe underdogs. and Dirk's not being a leader. it's just frustrating to hear him talking about how the opponents has taken him out of his game. he's likely to be the league's MVP this year and he's not living up to it. come on, you need to stop sounding like a beaten man and start to be a leader at this crucial moment! now im having second thoughts if i'd don your jersey if i play some hoops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1234705389711893945?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="One Day Blog Silence" hspace="0" src="http://www.onedayblogsilence.com/onedaysilence.jpg" align="baseline" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2885824822252357424?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2885824822252357424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2885824822252357424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-day-blog-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-9117189368968957381</id><published>2007-04-18T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T11:51:24.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell Julia Campbell. thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just can't let the day pass by without expressing my disgust over the news that Julia Campbell, the US Peace Corps Volunteer from New York, who was reported missing last week was found dead on a shallow grave in the mountains of Banaue. according to the news, she was last seen hiking alone on April 8 near Batad, which approximately is 1.5 kilometers east of Banaue town. being no stranger to adventurous exploits, though it might not have been the smartest move (exposing herself to imminent danger), you can't blame her for trusting us, the same people whom she learned to appreciate and love and dedicated her last two years of life upon, to not hurt her. the same people, from our own race, whom she started serving almost two years ago in expense of her American life. if it was really our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kababayan's&lt;/span&gt; who did it, it'd be really sickening in the strongest possible terms. sadly, the evil is so rampant in our world today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, this woman gave up her life for the sake of helping others, who apparently were us, Filipinos. when i heard in the news about her disappearance, i started to research about her volunteering and i was blown away by this woman's heart (you can read her personal blog here: &lt;a href="http://juliainthephilippines.blogspot.com/"&gt;juliainthephilippines&lt;/a&gt;). but hearing that tragic incident that ended her life, oh man was i disgusted. should there be people who needs to be grateful, it definitely should have been us. and what, pay her back with this? she's the perfect epitome of "giving and not expecting in return" as she contributed and had nothing to expect in return. a perfect stranger who helped this nation become a better country in her own ways. not unlike these damned and crooked politicians, who can't even lift a finger to help others unless there is media around to show off their fake deeds. sorry, i'm gonna puke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was weeks short of finishing her two-year commitment of volunteer work (teaching English at public schools in Sorsogon and Albay) and head back to New York this June. what i loved about her is that she willingly embraced our culture and can even speak Tagalog fluently, as her blog suggests. but her life abruptly came to its end. words are not enough to express what i feel about the incident..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very sorry for your loss Julia. you have touched lives of many of my fellow countrymen. though i wasn't one of them, i felt your love towards my people through your deeds. may you rest in peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-9117189368968957381?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/9117189368968957381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/9117189368968957381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/farewell-julia-campbell.html' title='farewell Julia Campbell. thank you.'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3919816667908237570</id><published>2007-04-17T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T20:11:09.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>virginia tech campus tragedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they saw their bloodied classmates gasping for air. whose bodies were ripped through with bullets from the shooter's gun. some died in their own arms. they saw the flash of the shooter's stare. they were lucky a bullet didn't struck them either out of misfire or just because the shooter passed them by. they are the survivors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past couple of days, i've hooked myself on Fox News while at work keeping myself abreast with the campus massacre that happened yesterday, April 16, at Virginia Polytechnic University, which turned out to be the worst school shooting in the history of the US. sadly, one of their own, a 23-yeard old senior English major student (of South Korean decent) rammed in through classrooms and began shooting fellow students and professors. at the end of it all, 33 were dead and scores were wounded.. makes me wonder how was he able to carry out this bloody carnage in his own campus. how troubled was he inside? what lead him to do this? could the murders have been prevented? and perhaps the biggest question which may not be answered for years, is WHY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys would agree that these acts of killing innocent people, children and adults alike, are unacceptable and should be condemned in the strongest possible terms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart goes out to the victims, to their families, to their entire community. may they find stength and resilience from the loving God, their loved ones, their families and those who offer their support. i am not in any way related to these people but somehow i felt their pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i share their sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. not much really i could say but cite a passage from the bible which says "let us repay evil with good." a moment of silence for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3919816667908237570?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3919816667908237570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3919816667908237570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/virginia-tech-campus-tragedy.html' title='virginia tech campus tragedy'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-8259900359685458757</id><published>2007-04-16T22:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:01:37.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>he says. she says.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she says&lt;/span&gt;: all of a sudden he became silent. cold. he hardly speaks to anyone. he seeks attention, which he does always, but fairly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enough &lt;/span&gt;time seems not enough at all. i don't know how to speak to him much less start a conversation. he goes to bed without that good night kiss. the laughters that echo the room, gone. that captivating stare he throws at you during a romantic dinner, absent. the heat of the night has vanished.. what happened to my dear? where art thou, my beloved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;he says&lt;/span&gt;: i lost in a sports tournament...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-8259900359685458757?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8259900359685458757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8259900359685458757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/he-says-she-says.html' title='he says. she says.'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-7913152694445483853</id><published>2007-04-13T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:34:33.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>white rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;it just happens. things you never expect. you wake up one day and everything seems different. it's just inevitable. things you never have control over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-7913152694445483853?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7913152694445483853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7913152694445483853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/white-rabbit.html' title='white rabbit'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3636770199094715679</id><published>2007-04-09T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:08.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>family time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i stole some time from work to write this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to be able to get out of town is quite an accomplishment for me the past 2 years. that's the disadvantage of having to work during nighttime and follow US holidays rather than ours. so last holy week, you guessed it right, i was working. but last weekend, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kapatids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and i were able to go out for a bit and enjoy the company of each other, along with some of our cousins from Mindanao. we went to Laguna and Tagaytay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**the last time i remember spending holy week on the road was 2004 when my friends and i went northward (from Manila to Nueva Ecija, to La Union, Pangasinan, Ilocos Sur to Ilocos Norte, until Pagudpud then head back) with only "Lonely Planet" in hand, a van to ride on during the roadtrip, enthusiasm and excitement to fuel us, and cameras to preserve memories. really good ones. now, it's all but memories *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my kuya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyong &lt;/span&gt;and i had  a great time together catching up. he now lives in the US together with my other siblings and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si erpats&lt;/span&gt;. i'm glad the family shares a special bond now, though the price to pay was (i believe) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay&lt;/span&gt;'s life *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the pics on the latter part of the day, our trip to Tagaytay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lunchtime, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salo-salo &lt;/span&gt;together. (l to r) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;temyong&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqkqdz53lI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NucOoeGlRo4/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqkqdz53lI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NucOoeGlRo4/s320/DSC00305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051530981513223762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyong&lt;/span&gt;, Vivian, (Jeffrey's wife, i forgot her name), their daughter (being breastfed), Brian, Jeffrey,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tetet&lt;/span&gt;, Samuel, Johnny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhvjOX6C5pI/AAAAAAAAALw/Wu2briCU-74/s1600-h/art0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhvjOX6C5pI/AAAAAAAAALw/Wu2briCU-74/s320/art0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051881243101292178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's pause for a while.. allow me to take you back 23 years before. look at how stiff we were back then haha. that's me and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuya boyong &lt;/span&gt;taken @ Cebu (circa 1984)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqgi9z53kI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SY6fijYAJd4/s1600-h/with_boyong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqgi9z53kI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SY6fijYAJd4/s320/with_boyong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051526454617693762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at us now, notice how gay we have become?&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di dapat makita ni erpats toh haha kundi ipapakain niya kami sa pating &lt;/span&gt;(as he had always warned us when we were kids &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pag naging bakla daw kami wahahaha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqk8dz53mI/AAAAAAAAALA/87gKgORe4Ns/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqk8dz53mI/AAAAAAAAALA/87gKgORe4Ns/s320/DSC00316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051531290750869090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy faces :D good times!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga &lt;/span&gt;contestant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng &lt;/span&gt;that's my boy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;little miss philippines ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqlrtz53nI/AAAAAAAAALI/ts2HdwqDI_k/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqlrtz53nI/AAAAAAAAALI/ts2HdwqDI_k/s320/DSC00318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051532102499688050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;matatandang bumalik sa kanilang pagkabata&lt;/span&gt; *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqlzdz53oI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BfGsU8_-ZV0/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqlzdz53oI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BfGsU8_-ZV0/s320/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051532235643674242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(l to r) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;temyong&lt;/span&gt;, Samuel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tetet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apat pa lang sa anim yan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqmetz53pI/AAAAAAAAALY/628XiTbIVDM/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqmetz53pI/AAAAAAAAALY/628XiTbIVDM/s320/DSC00339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051532978673016466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyong &lt;/span&gt;with our nephew, Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqmvtz53rI/AAAAAAAAALo/3Y221GA-VyY/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqmvtz53rI/AAAAAAAAALo/3Y221GA-VyY/s320/DSC00347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051533270730792626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a sin, a mortal one, to leave Tagaytay/Laguna area without bringing home some sweets for your loved ones (buko pie, pastillas, espasol, pulvoron, sweet tamarind, etc). where else but from Collette's. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napakadami nilang &lt;/span&gt;stores you don't have to worry because you wouldn't be driving another 5 minutes before you see another one along the highway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we capped off our trip by having a sumptous dinner @ LZM restaurant, they serve the best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lutong bahay &lt;/span&gt;in town. i should know. don't ask why though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though Tagaytay reminds me of someone dear from the past (esp when i see those Korean kids roaming around), i opted not to be emotional and rather enjoy the time with my family and relatives. these moments and the people i was with are the two main reasons why i still do what i do and keep on doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqmm9z53qI/AAAAAAAAALg/fFYh01Kd5xw/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqmm9z53qI/AAAAAAAAALg/fFYh01Kd5xw/s320/DSC00345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051533120406937250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aba siyempre dapat meh &lt;/span&gt;picture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako, at ako lang mag isa. hindi lang dahil sarili kong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toh kundi wala lang akong pakner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dito&lt;/span&gt; ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3636770199094715679?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3636770199094715679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3636770199094715679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/family-time.html' title='family time'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rhqkqdz53lI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NucOoeGlRo4/s72-c/DSC00305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-839664265116763607</id><published>2007-04-06T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:42:28.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pagnilay nilayan natin (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eto mga kaibigan, due to insistent public demand, eh inilista ko pa ang iba kong mga katanungan. marapat na simulan ko ulit patungkol sa aking sarili :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. bakit lahat ng pangalan ng mga kapatid ko eh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Americanized&lt;/span&gt; samantalang ang sa akin ay.. uhmm.. kakaiba? at kung alam niyo, bakit kayo natatawa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. nung nasa elementarya pa lamang ako, bakit ang pisara ay tinatawag na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blackboard&lt;/span&gt; samantalang ang tunay na kulay nito ay berde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. kailangan bang kape lamang ang dapat inumin kapag nag-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coffeebreak&lt;/span&gt;? hindi pwedeng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;softdrinks&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;juice&lt;/span&gt;? (narinig ko lang yan sa dati kong kaklase nung high school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. bakit ang mga building hindi naglalagay ng 13th floor? samantalang alam naman nating lahat na ang 14th floor nila eh pang labintatlo talaga yun. pinaglololoko lang ba nila ang mga sarili nila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. bakit kaming mga Bisaya (taas noo) ang letrang 'e' ay kapag binigkas nagiging 'i', ang 'i' ay nagiging 'e'? ang 'o' nagiging 'u', ang 'u' nagiging 'o'. halimbawa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UltraEdit - pag binigkas 'OltraIdet'&lt;br /&gt;Basketball - 'Baskitbul'&lt;br /&gt;Windows Explorer - 'Wenduws Ixplurir'&lt;br /&gt;Keypad - 'Kepad'&lt;br /&gt;Monitor - 'Munetur'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. hindi ito katanungan, gusto ko lang banggitin. na sa aming mga Bisaya, ang isang salitang ingles ay nagkakaroon ng maraming kahulugan. halimbawa: FACE, pronounced as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;pis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- mukha. "you have a beautiful &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;pis&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;- kapayapaan. "no to war. yes to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;pis&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;- kung saan ka nakatahan. "anong &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;pis&lt;/span&gt; nga kayo sa subdivision nakatira?"&lt;br /&gt;- kamao. "Morales' body was pounded by Pacquaiao's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pis &lt;/span&gt;the entire round."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitam. isang salita pa lang yan eh apat na kaagad ang kahulugan sa amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. bakit sa pinoy mas patok ang mga brand names?&lt;br /&gt;- COLGATE (bibili sa tindahan, "pabili po ng colgate, yung pepsodent ha").&lt;br /&gt;- ADIDAS (sa probinsiya ng nanay ko sa Samar, tawag yan sa lahat ng rubber shoes, kahit Nike pa yan, Grosby, Kaypee o Mighty Kid).&lt;br /&gt;- PAL (sa barbecue-han, pakpak ng manok. ala Philippine Airlines).&lt;br /&gt;- WALKMAN (sa barcbecue-han pa rin, tenga ng baboy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutal nasa barbecue-han na rin lang tayo, eto pa ang ibang tawag sa mga pagkain dun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- ADIDAS (paa ng manok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- KURBATA (leeg ng manok)&lt;br /&gt;- NECKTIE (leeg ng manok at thigh part)&lt;br /&gt;- HELMET (ulo ng manok)&lt;br /&gt;- IUD (ano pa, intestines o mas kilalang isaw)&lt;br /&gt;- BETAMAX (dugo ng manok. yung maliliit na parisukat, parang bala ng betamax!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. pinakabastos bang cartoon character si winnie the pooh? eh hindi man lang siya magsuot ng salawal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si Mike Enriquez, bakit ba talaga kasi ganon siya magsalita&lt;/span&gt;???? at halos hindi siya humihinto, hindi ba niya nakikita ang kudlit sa binabasa niyang idiot board? mukhang kailangan niya ng breathing exercise. subukan niyo toh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mgakapuso,kahitmalamigangpanahonaypatuloynanagiinitangmgatsikanaihahatidsainyongkinapipitagansalaranganngpaghahatidngshowbizbalita,sipiaguanio.pia,pasok!!"&lt;br /&gt;"captainbarbellnapo!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. bakit ang mga pinoy masyadong malisyoso? nang minsang nagpunta kami ng Zambales, inalok kaming grupo ng mga taga doon upang kumain. sa aming pagtanong kung anong &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;specialty&lt;/span&gt; nila nung araw na yun, ang sagot, "binolbol". nagtawanan ang mga kasama ko. eh lugaw po yun! hallleerrr?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. bakit ang pinoy pag tumuro eh gamit ang nguso? ganon ba tayo katamad iangat ang mga bisig natin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. ano ang dahilan ng pagtilaok ng mga tandang? kasi yung mga manok ng kapitbahay namin kahit hapon (natutulog ako) tumitilaok eh. hindi lang sa bukang liwayway nila ginagawa yun, magpasagayon ay hindi dahil nakikita na nila yung araw kaya sila tumitilaok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. bakit ang mga batang amerikano ang gagaling mag ingles? bata pa sila nun ha. ako nung bata, onti lang alam ko eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. bakit hindi nagkatuluyan si ate Shena at kuya Bodjie, mga karakter noon sa Batibot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. buhay pa ba si manang bola? gusto ko kasing magpahula. itatanong ko lang kung sina papa Sam at si papa Piolo ang magkakatuluyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. bakit ang pinoy masyadong mapamahiin? isang halimbawa: bawal daw magpakuha ng litrato na tatlo lang kayo at matitigok daw yung isa. eh sina Tito, Vic at Joey matagal nang nagpapakuha na tatlo lang sila. ang Apo Hiking Society. ang tatlong gwapings. wala namang nangyari sa kanila. ang tatlong itlog (ay patay na pala lahat yun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. bakit sa mga kababayan nating mga Ilonggo, ang toyo tawag nila patis? at inyong pakatandaan, wala silang patis doon. totoo po yan mga kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. bakit ang "soup number five" sa Binondo ganon ang tawag? eh ano yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soup number one &lt;/span&gt;hanggang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt;? meron pa bang pang-anim? nung huli akong um-order, yung panglima lang talaga ang meron sila eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. bakit ang mga kababayan nating Kapampangan, pag ang salita may 'h' nawawala? pag walang 'h' nadadagdagan? subukan niyo ito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hang baay hay aapay-apay sa hiip ng anging hamian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Kapampangan din ba ang mga magulang ng mga taong kilala ko na ganito ang mga pangalan? Jhimmy. Rhuvie. Rhyan. Ghina. Dhanny. Ehric. Pathrick. Ambeth. Bernadeth. Pinakbeth. parang pagkain yung huli ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. pumunta naman tayo sa pelikulang pilipino. yung mga aksyon movies. bakit pag naghahabulan sa bandang dulo ng pelikula, nagsisimula sa kalsada, tapos mauuwi sa isang malaking bodega? napansin niyo yun? balikan niyo ang mga pelikula nila Lito Lapid, FPJ, Cesar Montano at Tony Ferrer. tapos ang mga pulis saka lang darating pag tapos na yung barilan. bakit ganon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. bakit umabot ng limang taon ang soap opera na Mara Clara? at patuloy din namang pinanood ng taumbayan? eh napakadali namang makita nung diary. nasa ibabaw lang nung TV! tsk tsk. lahat ata tayo nagago nung palabas na yun ah. kailan ko lang napagtanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. bading ba talaga si Sam Milby? hmmm. pakisagot nga ako &lt;a href="http://brofish.koolbirks.com/"&gt;brofish&lt;/a&gt;! eh si Eric Santos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. eh si Mike Enriquez, kailan niya babaguhin kung paano siya magsalita?? wag na lang. mukhang malalaos siya pag binago niya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. ano ba talaga ang unang araw, Lunes o Linggo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. alin talaga ang nauna, itlog o manok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. bakit ang pinoy ang hilig magbaligtad ng mga salita at yun ang gagawing pangalan ng kanilang mga anak? halimbawa na lang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRANREB&lt;/span&gt; - Bernard (yung dating taga That's Entertainment. Belleza ang apelyido)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROMA&lt;/span&gt; - Amor (salitang Espanyol na nangangahulagang "love" sa Ingles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt; - Ana (kahit balibaligtarin mo yan ganon pa rin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PULA-PULA&lt;/span&gt; - Lapu-Lapu (alam niyo bang "Pula-Pula" talaga ang pangalan ng ating unang pambansang bayani? ito ay salitang Tausug na ang ibig sabihin sa tagalog ay "mamula-mulang balat". ang mga mananakop na Kastila lamang ang nagbansag sa kanya ng pangalang "Lapu-Lapu"). iyan po ay isang katotohanan mga kaibigan na lingid sa kaalaman ng karamihan sa atin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. bakit pag meh nakita kang humikab, kahit malayo siya sayo eh nahihikab ka na rin? kahit hindi ka inaantok. subukan mong humikab ngayon (kahit kunwari lang) at ipakita mo sa kasama mo. tiyak mapapahikab din yun haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. maaari bang humatsing nang nakadilat ang mga mata? lahat kasi ng taong nakikita kong humahatsing (kabilang na ako doon) ay nakapikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o, happy weekend na mga katoto! salamat sa pagbasa sa mga walang kwentang pag-iisip ko :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-839664265116763607?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/839664265116763607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/839664265116763607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/pagnilay-nilayan-natin-part-2.html' title='pagnilay nilayan natin (part 2)'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-305681460778787593</id><published>2007-04-05T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:35:15.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pagnilay nilayan natin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ilan lamang sa mga katanungan sa aking buhay na magpasa-hanggang ngayon ay nananatiling mga katanungan at patuloy na naghahanap ng kanilang kasagutan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bakit ako lamang ang pinalad na hindi naging mapusyaw ang kulay ng balat sa lahat sa aming magkakapatid? ako'y pang apat sa anim. ito ba'y nangangahulugang saka lang natanggap ng nanay ko ang hitsura ng tatay ko nung ako na yung ginagawa nila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. bakit ang langaw na lumilipad sa loob ng dyip ay hindi naiiwan gayong ito'y parang nakatigil lamang sa ere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ang elepante pag namatay ay nilalanggam, ngunit totoo bang ang langgam pag namatay ay ini-elepante?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. totoo bang kailangang matulog sa hapon para lumaki? kung totoo yun, anong nangyari kina mahal, mura, dagul at weng-weng, bakit sila maliliit? dahil ba sila'y ulila (walang nagpalaki) o nung sila'y mga bata pa ay hindi nakinig sa kanilang mga magulang (naalala ko ang mahigpit nilang paalala, "matulog ka ngayong hapon para lumaki ka!")? buti na lang ako'y may mga magulang. at ako'y nakinig, natutulog ako dati sa hapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. eh si presidente gloria? subalit siya nama'y may mga magulang. marahil ay marami siyang bulate sa tiyan nung bata kaya nawalan ng sustansiya. at ayaw magpa-purga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. bakit si joker aroyo "joker" ang pangalan gayong napakaseryoso naman niyang tao? nakita niyo na ba siyang nagbiro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. tama ba namang ang dati nating arsobispo, ang puno ng simbahang katolika sa pilipinas ay "sin" ang apelyido? hindi ba &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kasalanan&lt;/span&gt; ito sa paningin ng Diyos at sa pandinig ng mga amerikano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. bakit ang pinoy mahilig mag-alok ng pagkain ("kain tayo") ngunit pag ika'y umupo para makikain na ay masama na ang tingin sayo? o pag ika'y mas minalas malas ay lalayas pa sa harap mo at dala ang pagkaing inalok niya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. bakit pag ginupit mo ang kuko mo sa paa (lalo na yung sa pinakamalaking daliri) bago mo itapon ay inaamoy mo pa kahit wari mong ito'y may hindi kaaya ayang amoy? wag niyong sabihing hindi niyo ito ginawa kahit minsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. eh bakit pag yung kuko sa paa na ng iba ang ginupit at ipaamoy sa'yo eh ayaw mo na? at parang nandidiri ka pa pag nakita mo silang inamoy nila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. bakit sa inuman, ang unang nalalasing sa grupo ay yung unang maririnig mo na nagpupumilit, "hindi ako lasing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. bakit sa kantang "bohemian rhapsody" ng The Queen ay hindi ko mahanap sa mga letra niya ang  kanyang titulo? bakit hindi na lang kasi "mama" ang naging titulo nung kantang yun? "mama, just killed the man..." o diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. bakit ang lalaki, habang tumatanda, mas pabata ng pabata ang gustong babae? yun din kaya ang dahilan ng mga matrona?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. bakit ang lalaki, bago o habang umiihi ay dumudura muna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. bakit ang aso bago humiga ay lumalakad muna ng paikot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. ang mga langgam ba ang pinakatsismosong mga insekto? pansinin ninyo pag sila'y nagkakasalubong, pakiwari mo'y nagbubulungan muna ng tsismis bago tumuloy sa patutunguhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. bakit si mike enriquez ganon magsalita? ah basta, panoorin niyo na lang siya sa 24 oras! proud kaya ang mga taga-lasalle sa kanya? yung mga ka-batch niya siguro oo. eh tanungin kaya natin yung mga kabataan ng lasalle ngayon. yung mga pa-sosyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. bakit ang mga pinoy ay sadyang matitigas ang ulo? kung ano ang siyang pinagbabawal ay kating kati nating gawin. tulad na lang ng pagtawid sa edsa o expressway. may nakalagay na ngang karatula na "bawal tumawid. nakamamatay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. bakit matigas ang ulo? eto pa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nung minsang may nakasalubong akong tao na sa kanyang damit ay may nakasulat sa harapan na "anong tinitingin tingin mo?", hindi ko pinahalata na binasa ko. pero nung lumampas na siya sakin, pinilit ko pa ring tignan baka may nakasulat sa likod. mayroon nga, "o, titingin pa eh!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. bakit natsi-tsismis si papa Piolo Pascual na bading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. bakit nung mga bata tayo (o kami) ang larong sipa, pwedeng gamitan ng tuhod o kamay (sa may bandang siko)? eh bakit pag sinipa ako ng tatay ko, paa lang talaga ang gamit niya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. bakit yung isang kaklase kong lalaki nung grade 4, ang bilis niya magsulat pero pag pinabasa mo na sa kanya hindi niya mabasa ang sarili niyang sulat? buong taon ganon siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. si erap, bakit hanggang ngayon eh nagsusuot pa rin siya nung wrist band niyang malapad? totoo bang hanggang ngayon eh hindi niya pa rin matandaan kung saan ang kaliwa o kanan niya kaya kailangan niya ng palatandaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at marami pang iba. aking ibabahagi sa ibang pagkakataon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panghuling tanong. bakit ako nagsusulat dito samantalang marami akong trabahong nag-aantay? kaya nga sa susunod na yung iba eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-305681460778787593?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/305681460778787593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/305681460778787593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/pagnilay-nilayan-natin.html' title='pagnilay nilayan natin'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-6359192461244069870</id><published>2007-04-04T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:32:02.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky unlucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*sigh* another accident. why am i so prone to it lately? :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-6359192461244069870?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6359192461244069870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6359192461244069870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/lucky-unlucky.html' title='lucky unlucky'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-321904438145680669</id><published>2007-04-03T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:08.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ooopps i did it again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes.. i am a commuter as most of us are. i experience first hand what most of us experience everyday. traffic. heat exhaustion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsumansing at ma-tsansingan ng mga bading na nagkukunwaring maton&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the privilege of being able to share your stinky body odor to everyone and in return willingly inhale theirs (and in no time you realize you all smell the same) - haha you know what i'm talking about - MRT during rush hours! good thing is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di pa naman ako nadudukutan o naho-holdap&lt;/span&gt;, which i don't wish to experience btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday a funny thing happened while i was riding a jeepney going home. it has been a twice-a-week routine for us officemates to play basketball after our shift, on tuesdays and fridays. so yesterday from 6:30 - 9AM we played some hoops as if we're preparing to compete against China for the FIBA World Championships hehe. in other words, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buhos talaga ang laro&lt;/span&gt;. and for people who play 2 and a half hours straight basketball (btw, did i mention we came from a 9-hour shift the night before with little sleep or none at all), that's tiring man. as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lawit-dila mo hanggang baba&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh nayaya pa ako &lt;/span&gt;to play badminton afterwards, for an extra hour. i chugged 6 gatorades all in all! bottomline, i was dead tired going home. lunch time, heat, exhaustion, traffic, PUJ ride: those are deadly combinations i tell you. i was there sitting and trying to fight off my drowsiness when all of a sudden everything went black. and silent........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing i know, i woke up amidst a jampacked jeep. my right hand was gripping the bar (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung kapitan sa meh bandang bubong &lt;/span&gt;ng jeep) so at least i know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;matino akong nakatulog&lt;/span&gt;. but here's the thing. i realized my head was resting face down on somebody else's shoulder! and you guessed it right, that somebody is a guy!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi si ate &lt;/span&gt;guy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kundi lalake&lt;/span&gt;!! *@#&amp;!^#@ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naka&lt;/span&gt;-office attire &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman, disente, pero putik, lalake&lt;/span&gt;!! and as with the past experiences, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi man lang niya ako ginising&lt;/span&gt; or nag react &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man lang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang nag &lt;/span&gt;enjoy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa ang mokong na nakasalampak ako sa balikat niya&lt;/span&gt;. com'on bro, i could have appreciated it more when you hit me in the face before my head even touched your body. with all the might i had left, i tried to stave off again my drowsiness. but then again, i am not Spartan King Leonidas. my mind is willing, but my body? oh so weak. and tired. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buti na lang, naunang bumaba yung taong yun sakin&lt;/span&gt;. coz i've been waiting for him to do so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi di ako makatingala sa hiya&lt;/span&gt;. by the time i did, i realized most of the people are staring at me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakit naman kasi yung nag imbento ng &lt;/span&gt;jeepney &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh ginawang harapan yung mga upuan&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mali eh&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maling mali&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di ba niya naisip yung mga &lt;/span&gt;commuters &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na katulad ko&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na madaling makatulog&lt;/span&gt;? tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my brother was pushing me the other week to buy my own ride. he saw this mazda3 advertisement sa glorietta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ata&lt;/span&gt;. P70,000 downpayment and monthly of xxx pesosesosesoses. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya naman sana &lt;/span&gt;but the thing is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madali nga akong makatulog sa sasakyan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh pasahero pa lang ako niyan&lt;/span&gt;, what more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pag ako na ang may hawak ng &lt;/span&gt;steering wheel. so, for now, i'll stick with commuting and just be excited for my next "jeepney adventure" hehe. who knows, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka makatabi na ako ng isang papable&lt;/span&gt; next time! ay, chorva!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post scriptum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why would i need a new ride when i still have my current. personalized &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa &lt;/span&gt;;p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhP6HNz53jI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Hy-36MqSUq4/s1600-h/P2180231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhP6HNz53jI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Hy-36MqSUq4/s320/P2180231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049654609085849138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-321904438145680669?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/321904438145680669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/321904438145680669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/ooopps-i-did-it-again.html' title='ooopps i did it again'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhP6HNz53jI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Hy-36MqSUq4/s72-c/P2180231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1196861776149221198</id><published>2007-04-02T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:09.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i still have a heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;except for a couple of times (when my friend obray sent that gay review of the movie 300, and brofish showed the top-10-commercials thing) i haven't really visited/read any blog entry for over a month now. much less, write an entry of my own. funny thing is, when i tried today i forgot even my own blog's url haha, i thought it was blogsome (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;-create&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko na yun pero di pa lang na&lt;/span&gt;-update &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;). and what font to use. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alam ko basta dapat maliit&lt;/span&gt;. blame it on my ever not-so-busy work. blame it on OFS and DELPHI. blame it on month of March, which by far is the busiest this year. blame it on me, i lost interest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have anything in particular to write about, i just found some idle time so i'd like to create an entry for the sake of having one after a long lull. lemme count from 1 to 9 then write about things that come up to mind first. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayus toh hehe&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;. (1) yesterday. month of April. contrary to being the world's Fools day, everything i am writing here are facts. true. no pretense. (2) there's one person who occupies my mind lately. and i'm totally devoted. (3) one month. i'm giving myself this period to finally come up with some decisions. life-changing ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;. (1) there are actually two people i encountered in my entire life who told me i'm gay (except for my brothers, we call each other gay/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakla&lt;/span&gt;/guy-lover). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's the thing&lt;/span&gt;, why are there only two!? how could you people not know, com'on. am i that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;convincing at all? ;p. oh well.. (2) i've been to two countries last February - Singapore and Malaysia. i had good memories with friends in each of them. and i'd like to revisit in the not so distant future. some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFGuDXd3CI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Rry7lfnyX9U/s1600-h/P2170169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFGuDXd3CI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Rry7lfnyX9U/s320/P2170169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048894414250695714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ St. James Power Station, HarbourFront SG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following pictures sum up our KL trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFskTXd3GI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qL9Vjvcdwx8/s1600-h/IMG_0684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFskTXd3GI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qL9Vjvcdwx8/s200/IMG_0684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048936028188826722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this shot while inside the taxi. obviously i was on the wrong side. it's a reflection of the Petronas tower from another building's glass window. i liked the outcome (best viewed large)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFtOzXd3HI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qvkCnJKAI3k/s1600-h/IMG_0688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFtOzXd3HI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qvkCnJKAI3k/s200/IMG_0688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048936758333267058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's difficult to capture the entire twin towers into one picture unless you have a superwide angle lens (say, 16mm). i took this shot, camera handheld, with an 18mm lens.. i must say it's been a while that i have not been awed by a man-made structure. last time i recall, it was Paris/Eiffel tower amazement for me on 2003. by the time i saw Petronas up close, it brought back &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; feeling :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFw5jXd3II/AAAAAAAAAKY/46JjwdsZCxs/s1600-h/IMG_9872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFw5jXd3II/AAAAAAAAAKY/46JjwdsZCxs/s200/IMG_9872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048940791307558018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with rona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFxijXd3JI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ABpEBwWH7HU/s1600-h/IMG_9936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFxijXd3JI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ABpEBwWH7HU/s200/IMG_9936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048941495682194578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a group picture at last :) limitation caused by not having a tripod. (L-R) me, rona, katz, b1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;. (1) my audience. there are three people who read this blog: i, me and myself. they are so many i could shout out a secret here and the world will not even know. and care. it will remain a secret. want one? go back to #1. (2) the average text messages i receive each day. based from last week, it's actually 17 / 7 = 2.4285 so i just ramped up the value to the nearest whole digit haha. but don't pity me for receiving few messages because i'm not fond of celphones anyway. i pity those who can't seem to live a day without using their celphones, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh baka &lt;/span&gt;you'll go crazy and might end up in the NP ward of the Makati Med.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt;. (1) movies i watched last month: a girl boy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something something&lt;/span&gt; (i dozed off i forgot the title), music and lyrics, 300 (ohhlala, abs galore! see, i told you i'm gay), and because i said so. four in a month, i'd say that's a feat for me. i do watch movies but i can't really call myself a moviegoer if in its context is defined as someone who frequents moviehouses more than the number of showers he takes in a week. of course, i watch blockbusters like spiderman, marvel/dc comics series, pirates of the carribean. who would not want those btw? (2) four. that's how many consecutive games KB24 scored 50 or more points last March. how often that does happen? the last time someone accomplished that, 45 years and 3 months ago. December of 1961 to be exact, by Wilt Chamberlain. his Airness,  Michael Jordan, has his streak of reaching the half-century scoring but only for 3 games. so is Kobe deserving to be lined up with Wilt and Jordan? i guess not yet. those 2 are legends, man. they are immortals. you mention their names, and their overall dominance of the game come into discussion. though i think Kobe is on the right track. but not yet. not now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt;. (1) things i want to buy out of my recent bonus. camera flash, 2 new lenses, and an ipod. all these though need to wait as we've decided as a family to go out and have a week-long vacation somewhere outside the country. and being the generous brother/son i am, i offered to buy plane tickets for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erpat&lt;/span&gt; and 2 siblings plus myself. (2) i almost forgot. last saturday our beloved ECSC department celelbrated its 5th year anniversary at the Hyatt Hotel in Pedro Gil. of course, i had the rare chance of suiting up for a rare event like this. i don't have copies of the pictures yet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi sabi ni &lt;/span&gt;donj &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi pa daw siya bayad &lt;/span&gt;haha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawal pa daw i&lt;/span&gt;-share. part of the programme was the TLs sharing their team's inception, brief history, members and functions. we actually didn't know we'll have that speech, not until the emcee (who btw is our star of the night, ma'am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bayhon&lt;/span&gt; wuhooo!) announced it hehe. everyone was joking, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parang humilab yung tiyan ko sa &lt;/span&gt;dessert &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pare&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelangan ko atang lumabas&lt;/span&gt;.." haha. but we staved off our stage frights and it turned out well, with the presentation to cap it off (all diligently and patiently created by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rona&lt;/span&gt;). i love this team. kudos to all of us!! (including those who were part of our team, who are now enjoying their post-GXS era) lucky you hehe joke :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;six&lt;/span&gt;. actually there are six things i wanted to buy with my bonus hehe. oakley or ray band dark glasses. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala na kasi yung last ko, nasira na&lt;/span&gt;. but then again, it has to wait *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt;. the years i've been enslaved by my current employer. March 1st to be exact. i was supposed to write a long entry about this last month but then it just didn't happen. bottom line, i am lucky to be working for this company. this is where i've honed my skills - topping the Counter Strike game everytime (okay, sometimes next to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kamote_09&lt;/span&gt; hehe), being able to gather the best 3 Starcraft players from our team (ayala side) and compete against other employees (dela rosa side) for a 4on4 game during lunch time when Counter Strike was being banned in the office, being able to convince (aka fool) people that i am good at everything (or most that) i do, learned the craft of having AIDS in the next level, that is placing my hands on the keyboard while staring at the monitor as if doing something when in fact im actually taking a nap, learned the importance of Alt+Tab keyboard shortcuts, and making people laugh with my silly jokes. wehehe. seriously though, i'm grateful. because of work assignments, i was able to go places where as a child i've only dreamt of. i was able to provide for my family's needs and mine. most importantly, i've got to work with great people and met dear friends along the way. cheers!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eight&lt;/span&gt;. that's how many bouncers i saw in the Embassy bar at The Fort last saturday. they have these red shirts which says in bold prints: "DO WHAT YOU'RE TOLD" hehe. the bar has been infamous for fights amongst drunk and rich people. that's not my point though. why was i able to count these big-bodied men? haha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man-hunt&lt;/span&gt; ;p. that's what you end up with when you go to places which aren't really "yours", so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nine&lt;/span&gt;. i can't think of anything related to this number..... ah, nine o'clock PM i got to meet brofish's parents. i had a great time talking to them. plus, i got the HDD i ordered from Singapore! :) i can now get a copy of the TV series (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may &lt;/span&gt;plural form &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ba toh&lt;/span&gt;?) i've been raring to watch (24, prison break, doctor house, heroes, mara clara, marimar... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay uso pa ba yun&lt;/span&gt;?). the only problem i have is if i'd be able to watch them right away hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-reading what i've written here, i guess i wasn't able to drive any specific point except that i was convincing people that i'm gay hahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahala na kayo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post scriptum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've beaten my previous record of 71 points at the basketball game @ g4 timezone (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung nasa meh bandang harap&lt;/span&gt;). the moment we stepped in, i was in competitive mode. and there were actually people who flocked the area when my friends and i competed. i had 75, 85 and 90 points, beat that! hehe. much to my surprise, people were clapping and i responded by facing them and then *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1196861776149221198?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1196861776149221198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1196861776149221198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-still-have-heartbeat.html' title='i still have a heartbeat'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RhFGuDXd3CI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Rry7lfnyX9U/s72-c/P2170169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-8885371484764383007</id><published>2007-02-26T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:04:10.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>don't write me off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's never been easy for me&lt;br /&gt;to find words to go along with a melody.&lt;br /&gt;but this time there's actually something on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;so please forgive these few brief awkward lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i met you, my whole life has changed,&lt;br /&gt;it's not just my furniture you've rearranged.&lt;br /&gt;i was living in the past but somehow you've brought me back&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't felt like this since before Frankie said, "Relax"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and though i know, based on my track record,&lt;br /&gt;i might not seem like the safest bet.&lt;br /&gt;all i'm asking you, is don't write me off just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for years i've been telling myself the same old story,&lt;br /&gt;that i'm happy to live off my so called former glories.&lt;br /&gt;but you've given me a reason to take another chance.&lt;br /&gt;now i need you, despite the fact that you've killed all my plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and though i know, i've already blown more chances&lt;br /&gt;than anyone should ever get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all i'm asking you, is don't write me off just yet.&lt;br /&gt;don't write me off just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** how i wish i could play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-8885371484764383007?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8885371484764383007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/8885371484764383007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-write-me-off.html' title='don&apos;t write me off'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1114533064306053547</id><published>2007-02-26T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T13:51:21.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>way back into love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;i've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;trapped in the past, i just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;just in case i ever need 'em again someday&lt;br /&gt;i've been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;to clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;i can't make it true without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;i've been searching but i just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;i know that it's out there&lt;br /&gt;there's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;not somebody just to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;i could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;and i'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;i can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;and if i open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are moments when i don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;or if anybody feels the way i feel&lt;br /&gt;i need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;i can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;and if i open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;and if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;you know that i'll be there for you in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** best depicts what i feel. that is why. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oo ikaw nga yun. nasaan ka man&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngayon&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1114533064306053547?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1114533064306053547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1114533064306053547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/way-back-into-love-ive-been-living-with.html' title='way back into love'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-399865295075332890</id><published>2007-02-21T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:09.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in my pursuit to be away from the city i live in, i decided to take some days off from work and trekked southward. just like Forrest Gump i jogged and jogged, walked, trekked, walked and trekked some more. i passed  by mountains, valleys, brooks, and jungles until i was stopped by a signage indicating i really have gone far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdyxCT5hrRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uysgt8EXe2c/s1600-h/IMG_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdyxCT5hrRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uysgt8EXe2c/s320/IMG_0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034093136752782610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not that very far isn't it mate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to head back home instead and not continue the journey. now i'm back to where i started and happy to be able to write this entry. i will try the northward track next time and see where the journey brings me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-399865295075332890?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/399865295075332890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/399865295075332890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdyxCT5hrRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uysgt8EXe2c/s72-c/IMG_0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-4756732629391403419</id><published>2007-02-20T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:10.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RduRTD5hrPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/i4YTmGdkyBw/s1600-h/DSC_3111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RduRTD5hrPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/i4YTmGdkyBw/s320/DSC_3111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033776765166791922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my guitar is not a thing. it is an extension of myself. it is who i am." - Joan Jett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"music produces a kind of pleasure which human nature cannot do without." - Confucius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken by &lt;a href="http://our2cents.com.ph/"&gt;sir tipoy.&lt;/a&gt; salamat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-4756732629391403419?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4756732629391403419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/4756732629391403419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-guitar-is-not-thing.html' title='frustrated'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RduRTD5hrPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/i4YTmGdkyBw/s72-c/DSC_3111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3260435978747993287</id><published>2007-02-19T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T12:56:22.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fresh starts only happen when old situations are finally put to rest. it may be difficult to let this come to a conclusion, but it's necessary if you want to move on with your life. breathe. learn to accept reality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3260435978747993287?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3260435978747993287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3260435978747993287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_19.html' title='..'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3300374561670645945</id><published>2007-02-12T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:11.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>balloons, safari and long travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good thing my excitement to be with Iya and be able to take good pictures of hot air balloons overcame my indolence last saturday. together with some folks from the office (some of whom i wasn't able to get to know though we were in one Isuzu Crosswind the whole day hehe) we headed last saturday, Feb 11, to Clark Air Field in Pampanga for the 11th Philippine International Hot Air Balloon Fiesta. we left Manila at 3:30AM and were encamped at around quarter before six. the huge crowd and cool (as in cold!) morning breeze added to the excitement. though it's not my first time to see and be near those huge hydrogen-floated balloons (first encounter was a summer time in Germany years back) fascination were still evident in my eyes the moment i saw 'em all. believe me this was not because i barely had sleep since friday :) i was transfixed for a moment, oblivious to the busy people around. my original plan though was to try that thrilling 2-hour ride and be awed with the aerial view of everything down under while elevating but nowhere in an enclosed cabin. and to think from time to time that ignition thing on top of your head firing away to supply hydrogen into the balloon, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magugulat ka at kakabahan talaga&lt;/span&gt; hehe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayus diba &lt;/span&gt;:) did i mention btw that it'll cost you P7,500+ (that's what i heard from last year) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para sumakay&lt;/span&gt;. price for me is not an issue. the fun, excitement and rush you'll experience are what's priceless. here are some of the pictures i took..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDOij5hrGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/iRihgbi8sQE/s1600-h/IMG_6640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDOij5hrGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/iRihgbi8sQE/s320/IMG_6640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030747876920241250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makulay ang buhay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDPoz5hrII/AAAAAAAAAHg/cC8laUhCOHA/s1600-h/CIMG0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDPoz5hrII/AAAAAAAAAHg/cC8laUhCOHA/s320/CIMG0729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030749083806051458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to compensate my limitation of having only a wide angle lens and a fence that distanced us from the balloons, i searched for a good spot to get at least a good view of the field. where else but on top of a military tank :) as soon as i was on top, i stood transfixed at the sight! no wonder i hadn't had many shots taken hehe. stolen shot (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;opo, sa maniwala kayo o hindi&lt;/span&gt;) by Leo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDdeD5hrJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gIqR1t7LiXE/s1600-h/IMG_6666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDdeD5hrJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gIqR1t7LiXE/s320/IMG_6666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030764292285246610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet this guy has the same fascination as mine. to his eyes, a great thing is unfolding at that very instant.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pwede ko atang ipadala sa &lt;/span&gt;Toyota company &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ito para sa &lt;/span&gt;ad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nila&lt;/span&gt; :) i personally liked the outcome of this pic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung &lt;/span&gt;depth of field &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kitang kita&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naks&lt;/span&gt;! best viewed large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDg8D5hrKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/YZhgBZVJDJU/s1600-h/IMG_6648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDg8D5hrKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/YZhgBZVJDJU/s200/IMG_6648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030768106216205474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDhjT5hrLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wtObFcypeIo/s1600-h/IMG_6681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDhjT5hrLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wtObFcypeIo/s200/IMG_6681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030768780526070962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDltT5hrNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/n3-mSK8tkkc/s1600-h/IMG_6657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDltT5hrNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/n3-mSK8tkkc/s200/IMG_6657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030773350371273938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they come in different colors, sizes, shapes and designs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDiaT5hrMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HCJ7vuS6ORA/s1600-h/IMG_6645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDiaT5hrMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HCJ7vuS6ORA/s320/IMG_6645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030769725418876098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a giant cat on the loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, every balloon was airborne after 2 hours so we decided to leave Clark Air Field and had breakfast somewhere in Mabalacat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta &lt;/span&gt;the restaurant we dined in noticeably was packed with two groups of people:  first, americans. i guess they're retired servicemen who were deployed in Clark or Subic for some time and opted to stay here in PI after retirement (**update: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya naman pala&lt;/span&gt;, i've just read from &lt;a href="http://our2cents.com.ph/?p=170"&gt;sir tipoy's entry&lt;/a&gt; that the resto was VFW, as in Veterans of Foreign War :) i did not bother look for the name since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gutom na ko nun sobra eh hehe&lt;/span&gt;); second, Filipina girls who seemed to be, you know. back in the days, Clark has its own red light district which is situated just outside the military base. to be honest, i don't wanna say bad things about them or look them down as if they're iniquitous but it's sad that poverty and its harsh reality apparently is manifested amongst our not so well off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kababayans&lt;/span&gt;. tsk tsk.. anyway, we decided to stop by zoobic safari in SBMA as part of the photography SIG (special interest group) trip. boy it wasn't fun at all going there from Clark &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi &lt;/span&gt;it took us more than 3 hours of travel time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mantakin mo ba namang halos kadulu-duluhan na pala ng &lt;/span&gt;SBMA &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yun at kulang pa ng mga &lt;/span&gt;signages &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang daanan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako na nga bumangka sa kwentuhan mapa&lt;/span&gt;-politics, showbiz with matching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patawa eh halos maubos na yung kwento ko at matuyo na ang laway ko eh di pa rin kami umabot. malayo talaga&lt;/span&gt;! we damn made sure we screamed out loud the moment we read the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zoobic Safari&lt;/span&gt; signage hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures to follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can upload them today because in half an hour, i'll be leaving for vacation. see you guys next week!!!!  B).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3300374561670645945?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3300374561670645945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3300374561670645945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/balloons-safari-and-long-travel.html' title='balloons, safari and long travel'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RdDOij5hrGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/iRihgbi8sQE/s72-c/IMG_6640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3677274351296189208</id><published>2007-02-09T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T12:42:19.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reunited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i realized since the accident about 3 months ago, i lied low on my out of town trips and adventures. and since photography is a hobby, pictures have been few and far between lately. other than that, work and personal priorities have overtaken my schedule. as a result i missed Iya and our times together. she was scathed during the accident, deep scratches appear at the left side of her body.  imagine she was thrown out of the vehicle's window and i found her lying on the ground covered with dirt. at least now she's well and i guess fired up to get going again. in a couple of hours, i'll be leaving the office with some of the photographers (aka hobbyists) to witness the hot air balloon festival at Clark Air Field. i'm excited. i know Iya is too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, Iya is my Canon 350D camera :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3677274351296189208?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3677274351296189208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3677274351296189208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/iya.html' title='reunited'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2419215045333333642</id><published>2007-02-08T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T16:26:11.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sino ang mas malakas ang tama: gin o beer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enough with the anticipation people. Ginebra is back to the Finals - a title showdown with their sister company San Miguel. this series promises to be very interesting, considering these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) coach Jong Uichico steered San Miguel to 6 titles before being shipped to Ginebra last off-season for "no reason(??)"&lt;br /&gt;b) Rommel Adducul will be facing off his former team, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagot ka sa sangkatutak na kantiyaw ng mga taga-barangay &lt;/span&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;c) San Miguel will be playing against their former coach&lt;br /&gt;d) Mark Caguioa and Danny Seigle are toe-to-toe in their duel for the best player of the conference award&lt;br /&gt;e) Rudy Hatfield, at the start of the season promised fans that Caguioa will receive the BPC award and Ginebra will emerge as the champions. in short, it's all over before it even started. in short, only 4 wins separate that promise from becoming a reality (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;langya ka &lt;/span&gt;Rudy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siguraduhin mo lang&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, only one fact will remain: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang magkapatid na &lt;/span&gt;Cojuangco &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa rin ang kampiyon &lt;/span&gt;hehe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiba-tiba na naman sina&lt;/span&gt; Danding &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; Henry! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoy, magpakain naman kayo&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this morning they started to release tickets for games 1 and 2 and to my disappointment all seats in the patron (courtside, ringside) and lower box section are already occupied. eh i was there around 10:30AM. the past week i've been raring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa naman &lt;/span&gt;to watch at least a game of the finals series since i will be on vacation starting middle of next week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagbalik ko tapos na yun&lt;/span&gt;. bad trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2419215045333333642?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2419215045333333642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2419215045333333642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/sino-ang-mas-malakas-ang-tama-gin-o.html' title='sino ang mas malakas ang tama: gin o beer?'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3766951362707033853</id><published>2007-02-02T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T15:49:10.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:( :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm happy. though a bit sad. worried i guess.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3766951362707033853?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3766951362707033853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3766951362707033853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=':( :)'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2364206061820315112</id><published>2007-01-31T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:11.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ang barangay, bow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 - 2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;! it's all even :) actually i'm talking about the Ginebra - Talk n' Text semifinal matchup in the PBA hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know me, ever since i started watching local basketball (circa 1985), Ginebra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na 'ko&lt;/span&gt;. actually it was still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anejo Rhum that time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;Jaworski-led &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na yung &lt;/span&gt;La Tondena franchise. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh si &lt;/span&gt;Jawo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madami talagang &lt;/span&gt;followers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;, mostly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napaka&lt;/span&gt;-charismatic. though &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nawalan lang ako ng amor sa kanya &lt;/span&gt;when he ran for senator in 1998 i think. come on BigJ, you're not born to serve that way. feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko &lt;/span&gt;he took advantage of his fame, being the Living Legend of the PBA, to grab a seat in the Senate.. i remember the early days when we watched PBA &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;Ultra, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grabe ang mga fans ng &lt;/span&gt;Ginebra. literally from all sorts and walks of life: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may naka maayos na damit&lt;/span&gt;, long sleeves and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kurbata, merong mga naka&lt;/span&gt;-tshirts &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;, and yes, you wouldn't believe that there are those who just wear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sando&lt;/span&gt; and slippers inside the coliseum! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero mga nasa &lt;/span&gt;bleachers area &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na yun&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sila ang nagpapa-simula ng &lt;/span&gt;chants &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;"Ja-wors-kiii, Ja-wors-kiii" at "Gi-neb-braaa, Gi-neb-braaa" and the rest of the people will chant along. you might actually think they're crazy but if you're inside the venue, believe me you will actually be carried away by their overflowing enthusiasm, rooted simply from their following. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakatuwa nga&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naalala ko nung una akong &lt;/span&gt;napa-chant, it felt like heaven haha&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. masarap ang&lt;/span&gt; feeling ;p. on the not-so-good side though, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sila rin nagpa-umpisa nung mga batuhan ng barya pag hindi nagustuhan ang tawag ng mga &lt;/span&gt;referees (obviously against the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masa &lt;/span&gt;team). oh man, how many times did it happen before. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yun nga lang sa mga ganong &lt;/span&gt;games, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swerte ang &lt;/span&gt;janitors &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;court &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi pupulutin niya lahat ng mga baryang inihagis ng barangay &lt;/span&gt;hehe&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:D there was a time too that the coliseum administrator were forced to put a barrier (they call it chicken wire i think) between one viewing section and another. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paano ba naman, yung mga nagbayad lang ng murang &lt;/span&gt;tickets &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tumatalon papuntang &lt;/span&gt;section &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na medyo mahal&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maabilidad talaga ang pinoy diba&lt;/span&gt;? haha). eh how can you stop a handful of people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nang ganon ganon lang&lt;/span&gt;? it's nearly impossible doing that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka pag pinigil mo sila mabanatan ka pa at makuha pa yung damit mo, pero iiwan naman nila yung sando at tsinelas nila sayo eh &lt;/span&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it is undeniable, and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fact&lt;/span&gt;, that Ginebra brings the crowd to PBA games &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit saan pa mang &lt;/span&gt;venue &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laging &lt;/span&gt;jampacked.  which translates of course to money (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaching kaching&lt;/span&gt;!) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para sa &lt;/span&gt;first commercial-based pro league in Asia. and i'm proud to say i've been to their games wherein &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naging &lt;/span&gt;record crowd attendance &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kami &lt;/span&gt;hehe. like last Sunday, there were almost 18,000 in attendance, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh &lt;/span&gt;Araneta Coliseum has roughly 12-13K seating capacity only. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madami dyan nakatayo&lt;/span&gt; throughout the game and believe me they don't mind. i've had my share of that experience before and, yes, i did not mind.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta &lt;/span&gt;the crowd is incomparable to games &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may &lt;/span&gt;Ginebra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man o wala &lt;/span&gt;(Mr. Commisioner, don't ever deny that). sa dami ng fans, they are actually called "Barangay Ginebra", "Barangay Big Dome", and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixth man &lt;/span&gt;of the Gin Kings :) i think what contributed mainly on how they have a huge following is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never-say-die&lt;/span&gt; attitude of the team, even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung &lt;/span&gt;Jaworski era &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;. their players before are not the cream of the crop, mind you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(unlike now) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but that feeling of being an underdog amongst the giants, man, that's what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinoys &lt;/span&gt;want &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diba&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganyan ang &lt;/span&gt;feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;natin minsan &lt;/span&gt;esp when we're abroad but no matter how underdog we feel we still held our heads high and show them we've got something inside us to be proud of. and fight we do. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan ang &lt;/span&gt;spirit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yan ang barangay&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabi nila dati, ang pinoy daw kahit walang pera, maghahanda at maghahanda yan pag Pasko at &lt;/span&gt;birthday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit nga mangutang pa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta may mailagay sa hapag kainan&lt;/span&gt;. i think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pwede nang idagdag dyan sa listahan pag may laro ang &lt;/span&gt;Ginebra. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lumalabas ang pera ng mga tao &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at least for us who follow local basketball)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makikita mo sa &lt;/span&gt;crowd attendance &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the on-going series, yes it's all even. down to best of three series &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na toh&lt;/span&gt;. i was disappointed with their back-to-back loss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung &lt;/span&gt;games 2 and 3. victory was at hand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung &lt;/span&gt;game 2, pero nung last 1.1 seconds &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakatira pa si &lt;/span&gt;Cardona &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng &lt;/span&gt;3-point shot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayun talo tuloy&lt;/span&gt;. Mark "The Spark" Caguiao, man he's leading this team to where they need to be. he's all business! if i'm not mistaken he's averaging 27 points a game in this semifinal series. and tonight, he bagged 35 points. 3 in the last 4 games he breaks the 30-point barrier. he's currently the scoring leader sa conference &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na toh&lt;/span&gt;.. when it comes to work ethics, Rudy Hatfield is the man. things you do on court which are not tallied on statsheets are his expertise (hussle, transition defense, intensity), aside from rebounding and offense. he leads all players in rebounding, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lalo na sa &lt;/span&gt;offensive end.. how about JayJay Helterbrand dishing out an avegae of 16 assists per game in their last 4 outings. that's like Steve Nash of the Phoenix Suns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the game, i immediately planned on watching game 6 sa Sunday but then i realized first game &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pala sila&lt;/span&gt; so pass &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muna&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kitakits na lang sa &lt;/span&gt;finals hehe ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RcDJAQCYUTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6HEt93P1d0E/s1600-h/Picture%2836%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RcDJAQCYUTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6HEt93P1d0E/s320/Picture%2836%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026238190287606066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, that's me on the court. literally ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RcDI7gCYUSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-CXDIKvOfxo/s1600-h/Picture%2829%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RcDI7gCYUSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-CXDIKvOfxo/s320/Picture%2829%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026238108683227426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my kuya yoyong.. temyong at yoyong, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang saya diba&lt;/span&gt;? ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi naman halatang &lt;/span&gt;die-hard Ginebra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fans kami ng kuya ko &lt;/span&gt;hehe. this is during one of their games last year against DeadBull &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;este &lt;/span&gt;RedBull. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang naman&lt;/span&gt;, we just got 2 of the Games and Amusement Board (GAB) officials' seats, as in literally on the court :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala, malakas eh hehe. hindi sya gaanong malapit noh&lt;/span&gt;? ;p. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pwede nga akong gumawa ng eksena habang naglalaro sila para ma-&lt;/span&gt;focus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako ng &lt;/span&gt;camera &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at lumabas sa &lt;/span&gt;TV hahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigurado dadamputin din ako ng &lt;/span&gt;security so i opted not to ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2364206061820315112?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2364206061820315112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2364206061820315112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/01/all-even.html' title='ang barangay, bow.'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RcDJAQCYUTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6HEt93P1d0E/s72-c/Picture%2836%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-5602166425110715754</id><published>2007-01-28T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:12.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spending time with friends.. priceless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this week in particular was very stressful at work. we experienced a "squall" in terms of workload coming in (client requests, investigation of translation errors, and things if i ever mention most of you will have no idea about). something must have knocked these clients' heads off lately, would you believe most of their requests came in with either Major or Moderate severity! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;, that's bad news for my team since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;konti na nga lang kami&lt;/span&gt; and some of them were sick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;. oh well, i'm just glad this week is almost over and that i was able to hang out (and relax a bit) last saturday night. i was with aileen and katz at Greenbelt 3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto na yung pangako ko &lt;/span&gt;:) we dined together, had fun playing (and sweat it out competing) in timezone hehe, watched a feel-good movie and killed some time chatting. i'll let the pictures do the talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4SBgCYUNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FtCbFVhpHMY/s1600-h/IMG_5062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4SBgCYUNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FtCbFVhpHMY/s320/IMG_5062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025474051181138130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ the GoodEarth, while awaiting for our food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4SVgCYUOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NYh8gsrEvPc/s1600-h/IMG_5066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4SVgCYUOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NYh8gsrEvPc/s320/IMG_5066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025474394778521826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathy and aileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4SrwCYUPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SKINCTVaQl8/s1600-h/IMG_5067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4SrwCYUPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SKINCTVaQl8/s320/IMG_5067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025474777030611186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@GB3 Timezone, competing with aileen on the air hockey game (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang wala yung sa &lt;/span&gt;basketball game)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4S8ACYUQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gGaobsNFM8U/s1600-h/IMG_5074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4S8ACYUQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gGaobsNFM8U/s320/IMG_5074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025475056203485442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;@GB3 Timezone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goofing around with katz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4TPQCYURI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PNy5NcrfYOI/s1600-h/IMG_5077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4TPQCYURI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PNy5NcrfYOI/s320/IMG_5077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025475386915967250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@GB3 Cinema, after watching Night at the Museum. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madami tao nun, naglabasan na nung &lt;/span&gt;time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na yan&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in company with good friends really mean a lot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto yung mga &lt;/span&gt;moments &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;priceless, times you would really treasure. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang din kasi &lt;/span&gt;i had other plans sana before we headed to GB. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero oks lang, dahil may &lt;/span&gt;next time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa naman diba &lt;/span&gt;:) and besides, i really really enjoyed the night. thanks for your time and friendship. this entry is dedicated to you both :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-5602166425110715754?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5602166425110715754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5602166425110715754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-yet-another-week-had-passed.html' title='spending time with friends.. priceless.'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rb4SBgCYUNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FtCbFVhpHMY/s72-c/IMG_5062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-6431223232951876673</id><published>2007-01-26T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:13.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>simpleng kaligayahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as they say, happy moments could be attained even with the simplest of means. sadly, i feel like advertising has changed the face of happiness through the years: billboards showing children hugging their toys, that ad which a celebrity got her desired figure/sexiness, or that telecom ad wherein the models show off their expensive celphones whilst putting on that *fake* smile. somehow people nowadays are made to believe that happiness comes at a very high price. but of course for people (me included) who grew up barely surviving the daily challenge (3 meals a day that is), we think otherwise. playing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patintero&lt;/span&gt; at the street under the moonlight with the other kids sure made us happy. it costs us our frail body's energy but hey, not a penny is spent to be able to participate. on my way to sleep i'll remember with satisfaction that i gave my best in the game though i smell sweaty. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero mas maamoy, mas malakas ang &lt;/span&gt;feeling of satisfaction haha.. how about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tumbang preso&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puhunan&lt;/span&gt;? just bring your own pair of slippers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lata ng gatas &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung sa &lt;/span&gt;Alaska okay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt;!) and voila, the group can start the game often coupled with yelling and a lot of trash talking (yeah, i like that part). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pagalingan pa kayo sa mga peyk mub &lt;/span&gt;(fake move) haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at kung sino ang&lt;/span&gt; matatawag na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;balagoong&lt;/span&gt; at the end of the game! how about watching TV together with your siblings. okay, okay, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sumisilip sa bintana ng kapitbahay para manood ng &lt;/span&gt;TV with your siblings ;p. you know, these things do not require you to spend much but definitely will bring much joy to the heart. that, my friends, is happiness at its simplest state for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why am i writing about this? because i felt &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;this morning. in our world today, the race to make life easier is turning out to be very stressful. you work to earn a living. and in my case, having to work on a night-shift schedule gives stress a great chance to play a major role in my everyday life. i get busy with making a life the pursuit of happiness seems to become a lesser priority... a good friend told me once that she'd like to try to ride the PNR train. yes, that very old train running parallel to SLEX. how can you miss that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh &lt;/span&gt;though you can't see the train, you will definitely hear it even from afar&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. kahit mga &lt;/span&gt;1 kilometer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa rinig mo na yung busina niya &lt;/span&gt;hehe. she asked me to accompany her and honestly at first i was hesitant. not that i do not want to because i remember we rode the PNR many times before (with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tatay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuya&lt;/span&gt;). but that was what, 10 years ago? eventually i nodded yes (do i have a choice really?). and besides, going out of your comfort zone sometimes for a friend gives you that good feeling inside. so i checked out the train's schedule 2 days prior to our "trial ride". and today, we actually went there, took some pictures of the railway and us, rode the train from Buendia to Alabang, took some more pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and videos i won't dare share hehe) and headed back home with nothing but happiness, satisfaction, much much laughter, and joy in our hearts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang sarap ng feeling&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpcjQCYUHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/h6QNtA5FvKI/s1600-h/IMG_5023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpcjQCYUHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/h6QNtA5FvKI/s320/IMG_5023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024430094955335794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it all started @ Buendia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rbpc4wCYUII/AAAAAAAAAE4/i06kBBeoIrI/s1600-h/IMG_5036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rbpc4wCYUII/AAAAAAAAAE4/i06kBBeoIrI/s320/IMG_5036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024430464322523266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rona and that ever contagious excitement :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpdiwCYUJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/saRp5TpwVTQ/s1600-h/IMG_5044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpdiwCYUJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/saRp5TpwVTQ/s320/IMG_5044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024431185877029010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sino 'tong kasama mo&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpeJwCYUKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zb2IDP5W0xw/s1600-h/IMG_5049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpeJwCYUKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zb2IDP5W0xw/s320/IMG_5049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024431855891927202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there's not much peeps inside that's why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rbpe-gCYULI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MAtlWW490vY/s1600-h/IMG_5054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/Rbpe-gCYULI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MAtlWW490vY/s320/IMG_5054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024432762130026674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cge tawa lang habang umaalog alog ang tren, mahangin ba sa labas? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpfJACYUMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iu2j326Klt8/s1600-h/IMG_5058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpfJACYUMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iu2j326Klt8/s320/IMG_5058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024432942518653122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;finally, Alabang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much was it? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;murang mura lang &lt;/span&gt;but loads of fun await you. P12/pax my friends (Buendia-Alabang). it's evident in the pictures that we had a great great time. so if you're up for a cheap, exciting, shaky, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maalikabok&lt;/span&gt;, and okay, adventurous ride &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na rin&lt;/span&gt;, try out the PNR for once. we enjoyed the trip. i hope you do too.. more than that, it made me happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simpleng kaligayahan&lt;/span&gt;. and what better way than to spend it with a friend. makes your happiness complete and fulfilling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-6431223232951876673?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6431223232951876673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/6431223232951876673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/01/choo-choo.html' title='simpleng kaligayahan'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RbpcjQCYUHI/AAAAAAAAAEw/h6QNtA5FvKI/s72-c/IMG_5023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2725596877250169875</id><published>2007-01-22T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T11:11:35.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>all weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm being weird these past days, or dysfunctional maybe (oh well, story of my life!). weird feelings. correction, dysfunctional feelings. weird temper (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi ata ako nagalit &lt;/span&gt;over the weekend, so weird &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nga&lt;/span&gt;). weird dreams. speaking of which, i had a couple of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nung &lt;/span&gt;weekend. Like last Saturday morning (btw, i work at night, sleep during the day. yes, a vampire)... in my dream Manila was hit by a major earthquake and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasa &lt;/span&gt;office &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw ako &lt;/span&gt;that time. i saw the other building of RCBC (we're situated in tower 2) badly damaged: windows shattered, papers and office stuffs flying in the air. and what's even surprising is that there are cars sucked out of the building, imagine above 30th floor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh may &lt;/span&gt;parking?! i'm not sure though if the building we're in was also damaged by the quake. this still is so vivid in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another. last night i dreamed about a wedding. uhmm okay, my own wedding :D nothing to be excited about because i really don't have plans yet, definitely none this year. why was it weird? firstly, i saw the bride's face. from what i've heard you're not suppose to see your bride in dreams (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tama nga ba&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabi nila mahirap makita or sa &lt;/span&gt;succeeding dreams &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa daw dapat yun&lt;/span&gt;. or that you'll need so much will power to be able to see her. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh ako nakita ko na kaagad&lt;/span&gt;. i guess it's not important for you readers (are there?) to know who she is. apparently i know her very well. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mabibilang ko lang sa daliri ang nagbabasa ng &lt;/span&gt;blog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabihin ko na kaya&lt;/span&gt;? ;p. does it mean subconsciously that i really want being with her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero di ko lang napapansin&lt;/span&gt;? i don't know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero&lt;/span&gt; if there's one thing that dream tells me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stong-willed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pala ako&lt;/span&gt; hehe ;p. what makes it weirder is that i tried postponing it, i think hours before the event, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi nga &lt;/span&gt;i realized &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na &lt;/span&gt;i haven't invited my friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pala&lt;/span&gt;. well there are three who attended, a friend from the office, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada &lt;/span&gt;from college and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kababata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;again i won't mention their names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baka magtampo ang mga hindi kasama eh hehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tatatlo lang ba ang kaibigan ko&lt;/span&gt;? does that mean something or what. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marami naman akong kaibigan ah&lt;/span&gt;. or maybe i am warned of being too occupied with too many activities i tend to forget the people around me. that sounds very me *guilty*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone please tell me these are just symptoms of sleeping deficiency syndrome, if there is such a thing. for the past three days, uhmm, 3 plus 2 plus 7 (see i can't even remember elementary math &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahil sa puyat&lt;/span&gt;). 12 hours for 3 days hmmm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulang pa rin eh noh&lt;/span&gt;? that's 12 hours short of a normal beauty rest, assuming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya ko yung&lt;/span&gt; typical 8-hour a day sleep. am i too stressed these days (i think so). or maybe i should just change my folding bed. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabagay luma na rin eh&lt;/span&gt;. or maybe i am being abducted by aliens while i am asleep. oh nooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2725596877250169875?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2725596877250169875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2725596877250169875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/01/weird-huh.html' title='all weird'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3271934833973390544</id><published>2007-01-20T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:11:55.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>senti</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's past 3AM and obviously i'm still awake. just got home after hanging out with friends, we dined at Rockwell then headed to 6750 Starbucks to chit chat. 'twas a great night i'd say though i only had about 3 hours of sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;yatpu ulit tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. would you believe, i set my celphone alarm to 5PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pero hindi ako nagising waaaahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. next thing i know i woke up at 7PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; we were supposed to meet at 7PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;din &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe. dang, it has always been and i think will be my problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;mantika kasi ako kung matulog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;kamot ulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pag meh apoy sa tabi ko, sunog na yung kalahati siguro ng katawan ko bago pa ako magising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. anyway, i feel a bit sentimental when i got home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;eh pano naabutan ko yung isang teleserye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(re-run i think since it's already past midnight) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;channel 2 and i decided to watch it because Sports Unlimited comes right after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. mind you, i don't really watch these shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pero crush ko kasi ang chinita na bidang babae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, so how can i resist? hehe. the 15-minute part i saw somehow moved me. starting from the part wherein the chinita girl cried running away from his love interest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;eh mantakin mo ba namang tumawid sa isang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;busy street so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;talagang mababangga ka inday. eh bus pa yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;siguradong tepok diba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;? she was survived by her family and, of course, a lot of friends who were all at her funeral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;bigla ko na-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;si ermats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; =(..  but i was moved by the scene when the guy knelt and prayed at the church. that he was contrite about not doing everything for the girl when she was still alive, that he started asking God to bring back time (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;tingin ko yun ang sabi niya di ko na narinig hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;simple at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cliche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;diba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; but because i was exactly in his place before, though my love interest did not die of a car accident, i felt his pain. ouch i need a valium!! i let our relationship slip away, only realizing when it was already gone. how stupid was i to let that someone i was hoping to be with my whole life go. my god, what happened to me?!? she's gone and it's all over and i should have let go by now. i know i did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i take it hard on myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pa rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, so much for that. why am i like this? am i gonna die soon? oh Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;wag naman po sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; please please! or is this just a sign of getting older and get to face real life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;basta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, this year i would want to concern myself with making life better. and doing whatever i can for everybody. okay, okay, not for everyone, just for loved ones and friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;lang muna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;trip ko mga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;striped long sleeves lately and i saw one in Esprit (Power Plant Mall) which i fell in love with the moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;na nakita ko siya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. i'm planning to buy it tomorrow. why not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;kanina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;kasi baka mamaya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;infatuation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;lang hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pampalubag loob lang hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;o, wala nang palabas sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;. mag-a-alas kwatro na pala hehe. meme na ;p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3271934833973390544?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3271934833973390544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3271934833973390544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/01/senti.html' title='senti'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-5702697645937733495</id><published>2007-01-11T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:13.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i like :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was supposed to blog this the other day but didn't have the strength &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;kasi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was throwing up for almost 5 hours, yes my stomach literally ejected everything i ate and drank. i may have eaten something that poisoned me that Tuesday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i'm much better now. bed rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. oh well, just wanted to show you guys an Adidas shirt (with T-Mac on it, Tracy McGrady of the Houston Rockets) i received as a Christmas present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;kasi suot ko nung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;di ko naman na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-picture-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;an yung sarili ko hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. next time :) here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RaXVZwCYUGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8_HwNRXn1pQ/s1600-h/IMG_6411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RaXVZwCYUGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8_HwNRXn1pQ/s320/IMG_6411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018651998142615650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Rons :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-5702697645937733495?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5702697645937733495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5702697645937733495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-like.html' title='i like :)'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RaXVZwCYUGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8_HwNRXn1pQ/s72-c/IMG_6411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-3496845483208034862</id><published>2007-01-10T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:13:40.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLDT myDSL sucks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pangako ko sa sarili ko babawasan ko na ang init ng ulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. it's just the second week of the year and i've already broken this promise twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;eh sino ba naman ang hindi iinit ang ulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sick today so i opted to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;sa bahay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and get some rest. but since i have some pending deliverables for 2 clients, i tried logging in thru my DSL connection to get it done only to be really dismayed about the poor connection we bitter subscribers are still experiencing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;di man lang ako maka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-login thru VPN connection. imagine, their website, which btw is very poorly done/layouted, still has this advisory from Dec 27th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;eh anong taon na wala pa rin ba silang panibagong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;update?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;"PLDT myDSL Advisory"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;December 27, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Regret your DSL service may encounter intermittent service degradation. The strong        earthquake in Taiwan caused major fiber breaks in the internationl cable facilities reducing our bandwidth        capacities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The international consortia operating these facilities have dispatched cable ships to undertake needed repairs.        We are also working on augmenting via alternate routes now. Please bear with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it has been 13 days, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;eh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't even stand to be disconnected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;nga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for a freakin' hour. i am just ranting about that Taiwan quake after effect. i have not even written about their service in general since i subscribed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;oh, aatakihin lang tayo sa puso sabay sabay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read from certain forums that PLDT doesn't give you any rebate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i shouldn't even be paying them this month in the first place! @)(*#*&amp;!^# &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;kakainis talaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! sigh, but what can i do. i can call their customer service helpdesk anytime and rant every possible way i can think of but for what? to put me on hold for an hour and hear nothing but alibis? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;sayang lang sa oras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.  i have so much more important things to do but of course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;hindi ko maalis ang pagkayamot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; because i'm a paying customer who expects the best service from them. it's just too horrible. too horrible damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/pldtdsl/petition.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-3496845483208034862?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3496845483208034862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/3496845483208034862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/01/pldt-mydsl-sucks.html' title='PLDT myDSL sucks!!'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1493376438844025061</id><published>2007-01-01T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:15.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>time for reflection</title><content type='html'>just like every thing in this world, we have seen year 2006 come to its end. if we go around and ask people how their year had been, in all likelihood we will get negative answers. i will not be surprised when indeed last year we've seen our people experience a beating of many sorts. it was 2006 when a number of natural calamities ravaged us and left millions of properties lost, scores of families homeless, their hopes shattered and even their loved ones lifeless. who would forget "Reming" and "Milenyo" which literally crippled almost the entire of Luzon for days. the typhoons' destruction was so vast until now they're still visible on some buildings and houses, particularly in the provinces. and how can a proud pinoy (present!) feel good when another political storm is rearing its ugly head in the political landscape? critics, political opponents, opposition congressmen backed by some militant groups filed several petitions for GMA's impeachment (second in as many years) but was booted out in the Lower House by mere technicalities. politicians bashing each other on national TV. political bickerings like these are fast becoming a "thing of the ordinary" for us Filipinos we have learned to just ignore them. remember the war in Hezbollah, coup d'etat by the Philippine Marines, Ultra stampede, among others. they all happened last year. i haven't even mentioned our own personal, individual struggles and pain! wooossaaaahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet we are reminded that amidst the troubles, we were still given countless blessings (later on that). i am proud how Filipinos' optimism seem so boundless, that even endless political bickerings, calamities, predictions of doom and even the worst news cannot dampen that. a common thing among us is that despite and despite, we still believe that things will eventually get better.. going back to the blessings, me being able to write this blog entry means i am still alive, in its literal context mind you :D (you might wanna read a &lt;a href="http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-chance.html"&gt;previous entry&lt;/a&gt; to comprehend that last sentence). my family, though separated by physical distance, has been healthy and safe. i am still employed, which is very important since i provide for my other two siblings, though i complain of my sched most of the time :) and countless others i won't have much space to write about.. but because i had spent most of my waking hours sitting in front of my laptop pondering on how to solve technical issues (read: WORK), 2006 has passed me like a blur, a mere dot on the horizon. in spite of that the lazy person in me has managed to find time to get out whenever my work sched permits (believe me there are hardly any).. there were many &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;firsts&lt;/span&gt; last year for me. first time to be back in Samar (my mother's province) after 16 years though for a sad reason, our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lolo&lt;/span&gt;'s burial. first time to set my foot on Cebu grounds after 21 years and first time to go back to Mindanao after 23 years. first time in Boracay, Bohol, Camiguin and Cagayan de Oro all in 2006! how about first time to be hospitalized since i was 3 years old hehe, which i don't wish for a next trip in my lifetime.. see if you can take this: first time i heard from someone that her first impression of me was that i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abah, nalokah ang lolo mo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huh&lt;/span&gt;! of all people, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako pa&lt;/span&gt;?!?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may &lt;/span&gt;gaotie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na nga ako at &lt;/span&gt;rocker &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang gusto kong dating, bading pa rin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grabe na itech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ika nga ni pareng &lt;/span&gt;Mikee, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;shoorraayyy&lt;/span&gt;!! ;p. okay lang, i can actually live with that. my tatay used to call me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakla&lt;/span&gt; in high school when he sees me sporting a long hair-do ;p. he has a thing for the army cut (guys out there you know what i'm telling ya, the two-by-three haircut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa &lt;/span&gt;barbershop hehe) that he wants us boys in the family to have that. oh well, so much for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakla&lt;/span&gt; thing. for the record, i am not! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mukhang&lt;/span&gt; guilty! haha) ;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year in its classical context is regarded as a time for preparation. but i believe it is also a time to look into ourselves and evaluate how the previous year has been and how we can be better in the next. in that regard, allow me to regale you with some areas of my life i think i've learned and needs to improve on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;personal&lt;/span&gt;. hmm first on the list is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelangan ko bawasan ang kayabangan ko&lt;/span&gt; :D i get in trouble most of the time because of that feeling of self-respect and personal worth, satisfaction of my own achievements. when these things start to creep in into my system, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayun na nagiging isa't kalahating mayabang na ako&lt;/span&gt;. and i've asked a handful of people of what i need to change and this tops their lists too, so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di na ko kokontra hehe&lt;/span&gt;.. next is something that goes hand in hand with the first. if you know me better, then you'll agree &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na yung init ng ulo ko is kelangan ko din bawasan hehe&lt;/span&gt;. i think it runs in the family, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay&lt;/span&gt; hailing from Samar (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waray&lt;/span&gt;) might be the reason. peace &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wag niyo ko multuhin &lt;/span&gt;haha.. next is that i need to be sober when it comes to alcohol consumption. i remember years ago when i said i'm not gonna drink anymore because of health reasons but the challenge seemed to have outmatched my promise. i think the keyword there is &lt;u&gt;discipline&lt;/u&gt;.. whatelse? ahh, when people treat me unjustly me for any reason, i find it very hard or i don't initiate at all to make peace with them (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mayabang talaga eh noh&lt;/span&gt;). sometimes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;umaabot pa sa &lt;/span&gt;time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; the big fella upstairs reminds me to let go of my pride. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt; i could learn to not look at whose fault is it but start to be humble and initiate. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haayy hirap&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kamot ulo&lt;/span&gt;*.. during our recent team building i remember my beloved team (NOL and RTS) when asked on what i need to improve on, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lahat sila sabi&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pumasok daw ako ng maaga at wag mali-&lt;/span&gt;late" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.. okay noted. err i'll try ;p. (if you have suggestions, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ilagay niyo lang sa &lt;/span&gt;comment section &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at idadagdag ko dito&lt;/span&gt;. promise i won't get back at you ;p.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ5s_gU2VmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lRqfp0u1awM/s1600-h/IMG_5023_edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ5s_gU2VmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lRqfp0u1awM/s320/IMG_5023_edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016566873202251362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*enjoying the Boracay sand, taken on Sept. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;. this is where i think i messed up bad this year. again. though i have failed miserably in my duties as a believer, i know God still believes in me. indeed, God became man because God believes in us. He sees beauty where we can only find ugliness, hope where we can only find despair. perhaps, He became man to tell us that despite our foibles and squabbles, He still beholds us as the crowning glory of His creation. we should have more confidence then. i should have more confidence then :) may i be reminded always that He is to be glorified in every success i attain, in every failure that He wants me to learn from it, in every problem that He wants me to depend on Him, in a deep challenge that it is okay to admit that i am afraid and that i need Him at my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;. i love my family no question about it. i've learned to sacrifice even my own time and satisfaction just for them. but inspite of that i still think i haven't been a good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuya&lt;/span&gt; to my younger brother Samuel. there are times when we get into a fight which i realize later that i should have been more patient &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para di na nangyari&lt;/span&gt;. i ignore him when i come home tired from work. i think God allowed him to be how he is for us (his siblings) to learn to love people unconditionally. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawi ako sayo&lt;/span&gt;.. as for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;medyo ganon din&lt;/span&gt;. i often ignore him when we are on the phone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi ba naman parang bata na tanong nang tanong ng kahit ano hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh mahal tumawag &lt;/span&gt;overseas. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;of course when he confides of his personal problems i make sure i listen. i remember our fights (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sapakan lang nung mga bata pa pero nung lumaon may hawak na kaming tig-isang kutsilyo&lt;/span&gt;. Waray eh ;p.) when we were young and i believe those "bonding moments" (for lack of a better term) binded us firmly.. my two sisters, i'm happy they're in good terms after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay&lt;/span&gt;'s death.. nanay, i miss her so much. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iba pa rin talaga ang &lt;/span&gt;mother's love. so for those who still have their mothers with them, always love them dearly.. to Michael, well i hope you finish your studies. that's the only thing people can't take away from you. try to stretch those muscles sometimes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wag puro nood ng&lt;/span&gt; TV &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kumbaga sa tagalog, wag kang batugan&lt;/span&gt; okay? but of course you know i love you bro!.. and to my tatay, you're the best in the world! kahit sa pamilya eh tayo lang ang magka-kulay, okay lang. i've learned things from you which i am proud of today. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayo ko rin namana ang talino at pagkakaroon ng abilidad sa buhay.&lt;/span&gt; thank you for those times of discipline regardless of how you imposed them hehe (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sinturon, walis, pingot, palo at kahit ano pa yun&lt;/span&gt;). just wanted to quote this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"If you are not disciplined (and everyone undergoes discipline), then you are illegitimate children and not true sons. Moreover, we have all had human fathers who disciplined us and we respected them for it... No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;. i'd say i have fairly made good friends with people this year which i am happy about. worthy of mentioning is that a handful of them are from the office. one-two punch dyan is BFFs  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;palitan na nga natin toh&lt;/span&gt;, it's so gay) &lt;a href="http://ronarons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rona&lt;/a&gt; and Brian. i honestly don't know how we clicked, though i don't like you both &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala akong nagawa&lt;/span&gt;, as if i had a choice ;p. in our failures and successes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa trabaho man o sa buhay&lt;/span&gt;, it'd be great to share them with each other. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eto lang ang makita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kong mga &lt;/span&gt;pics &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;natin eh, nakakapagod maghanap&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrE-gU2VaI/AAAAAAAAACI/tOmyOi8UpJQ/s1600-h/CIMG0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrE-gU2VaI/AAAAAAAAACI/tOmyOi8UpJQ/s320/CIMG0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015537713138783650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*aboard Cebu Pacific, off to CDO on Nov. 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ0nXgU2VjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bymDfRDKL5c/s1600-h/IMG_6283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ0nXgU2VjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bymDfRDKL5c/s320/IMG_6283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016208844728456754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that mafia look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, my beloved (extended/nuclear) teams NOL, RTS, Gateway and Techniques. our times together couldn't be that happier. just look at our Boracay trip picture, don't we all look ecstatic? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay kayo lang pala ang nandyan &lt;/span&gt;;p. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sana magsama s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ama pa tayo ng matagal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrGQQU2VbI/AAAAAAAAACU/djqpHTE00Ew/s1600-h/IMG_4883_edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrGQQU2VbI/AAAAAAAAACU/djqpHTE00Ew/s320/IMG_4883_edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015539117593089458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taken @ Boracay on Sept. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ134gU2VkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kzu-uxV2z_I/s1600-h/_MG_5415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ134gU2VkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kzu-uxV2z_I/s320/_MG_5415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016297372594361922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jumpshot at the Willy's Rock, Boracay, taken on Sept. 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out-of-office friends Mikee, Rose and Obray thank you as well for the great times we've shared last year. i wouldn't forget our first encounter, that Manila-Banaue-Sagada roadtrip wherein Mark, Lems and i were betting on whether Obray is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boypren&lt;/span&gt; of Mikee hahaha joke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; ;p. kidding aside, you guys are so cool. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kain ulit tayo sa Dampa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero dahan dahan sa &lt;/span&gt;oysters &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wehehe&lt;/span&gt; ;p here's to the good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrHpgU2VcI/AAAAAAAAACg/F5eOfINzwx8/s1600-h/IMG_3891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrHpgU2VcI/AAAAAAAAACg/F5eOfINzwx8/s320/IMG_3891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015540650896414146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taken @ Tagbilaran, Bohol on the 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrKhQU2VfI/AAAAAAAAADE/dVHp470B7G4/s1600-h/IMG_3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrKhQU2VfI/AAAAAAAAADE/dVHp470B7G4/s320/IMG_3354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015543807697376754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taken @ Malapascua, Cebu on July 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to katz and aileen, haha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;humabol pa&lt;/span&gt;. you guys are cool and fun to be with. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salamat sa pagkakataon na maging kaibigan niyo&lt;/span&gt;. hope we can spend more time together, hang out or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gimik minsan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kayo taya&lt;/span&gt; ;p. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si &lt;/span&gt;katz&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kasi, laging puno ang &lt;/span&gt;booking. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hirap magpa&lt;/span&gt;-sched ;p. peace! here's to a lasting friendship :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ5sFQU2VlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZVyXLdVrb1s/s1600-h/IMG_1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ5sFQU2VlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZVyXLdVrb1s/s320/IMG_1000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016565872474871378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taken @ Tiananmen Bar, Makati Ave. on December 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly to the 11 people i was with when that fatal accident happened. i believe everything happens for a reason and for whatever purpose it is only God knows. good things have come out of that incident though, one is that i have felt a special bond amongst ourselves. another is that we have put to rest any ill feelings we have had towards one another, if there are any (guilty &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ata ako dito ah, o ako ang may sala?&lt;/span&gt;). i am grateful we all survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ0k7AU2VhI/AAAAAAAAADc/en2xookx6Ug/s1600-h/IMG_6272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ0k7AU2VhI/AAAAAAAAADc/en2xookx6Ug/s320/IMG_6272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016206156078929426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taken @ Divisoria, CDO on Nov. 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ0hhwU2VgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4jkK3cMiSeE/s1600-h/IMG_6270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ0hhwU2VgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4jkK3cMiSeE/s320/IMG_6270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016202423752349186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*one for all, all for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ0llgU2ViI/AAAAAAAAADo/S0dwt9VQ18Y/s1600-h/IMG_6277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ0llgU2ViI/AAAAAAAAADo/S0dwt9VQ18Y/s320/IMG_6277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016206886223369762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*life goes on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't know what the coming year has to offer but one thing i'll try to do is making the conscious effort to live my life a day at a time and savor every moment with it. what do i wish to see? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmm simple lang&lt;/span&gt;. good health for me, my family and closest friends. lots of love and make more friends. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yun lang po&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may God bless us all this 2007 and may this be a fruitful and meaningful year! on a final note, let me leave you with an old Italian wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vive bene, spesso l'amore, di risata molto&lt;/span&gt;." go figure out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year again everyone! cheers to the good times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrJwgU2VeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/akSP3v_5-lA/s1600-h/IMG_4098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZrJwgU2VeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/akSP3v_5-lA/s320/IMG_4098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015542970178754018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1493376438844025061?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1493376438844025061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1493376438844025061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-for-reflection.html' title='time for reflection'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZ5s_gU2VmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lRqfp0u1awM/s72-c/IMG_5023_edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-5352897105278531571</id><published>2006-12-31T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:36:16.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year everyone!</title><content type='html'>i am personally grateful i have survived 2006 :) though it was rough, 'twas still good. i'm hoping to be see a better me this new year.. sana *cross fingers* sana *cross fingers* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motto for 2007: livestrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZnbaAU2VSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/r7mFy5ra6dk/s1600-h/12-12-06_livestrong_rotate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZnbaAU2VSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/r7mFy5ra6dk/s320/12-12-06_livestrong_rotate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015280899864286498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-5352897105278531571?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5352897105278531571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/5352897105278531571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='happy new year everyone!'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHq0pltmaww/RZnbaAU2VSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/r7mFy5ra6dk/s72-c/12-12-06_livestrong_rotate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2907499082461469618</id><published>2006-12-27T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T11:37:07.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>y</title><content type='html'>as to why am i ksp lately &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh hindi ko rin alam&lt;/span&gt; :-S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2907499082461469618?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2907499082461469618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2907499082461469618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/12/y.html' title='y'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-7817647844177900450</id><published>2006-12-25T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:24:10.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'tis the season of love</title><content type='html'>i am equally guilty among those who treated Christmas as one of those occasions that just must pass and be celebrated. i would understand, though still not an excuse for them, that some hardly felt it at all due to poverty, hunger and strife. i've realized that my lame reason of being too much occupied with work and family/personal matters had simply led me to not appreciate the deep meaning of why we celebrate Christmas in the first place. and that is the miraculous birth of Jesus Christ into this world, through Mary, which eventually led to his crucifixion for the forgiveness of mankind's sins. John 3:16 simply puts God's reason, "...t&lt;span class="acontent"&gt;hat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God so loved &lt;/span&gt;the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes on Him should not perish but have eternal life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe too many traditions and the repeated celebration of Christmas years and years after Jesus' birth have somewhat blurred the meaning of it all. but i think every year is a high time for us to return to the basics. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; is the reason why we have Christmas so it leaves us no reason to not love one another in return. we should cease complaining of what we don't have, let's start counting our blessings instead.. Merry Christmas everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-7817647844177900450?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7817647844177900450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7817647844177900450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/12/maligayang-pasko.html' title='&apos;tis the season of love'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-315294543353097668</id><published>2006-12-22T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T10:17:13.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eins, zwei, drei</title><content type='html'>3 days before Christmas but i honestly am not into it yet. but at least i had reconciled with some of the people i wasn't in good terms with this year :) makes you feel lighter inside. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isa na lang ata ang natitira hehe&lt;/span&gt;.. haven't gone to malls or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiangge&lt;/span&gt; to buy gifts for my family and friends. next week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na rin lang siguro pag may sweldo na ulit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buti na lang &lt;/span&gt;money doesn't really matter when you try to make people happy. spending time with them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nga lang&lt;/span&gt; would mean a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by next week, i'd like to have a reflection of my life in 2006 which i usually do come this time of the year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sana mai&lt;/span&gt;-post &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko din dito sa &lt;/span&gt;blog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt;. but for now, i should get ready..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-315294543353097668?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/315294543353097668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/315294543353097668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/12/eins-zwei-drei.html' title='eins, zwei, drei'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-7973647213367195245</id><published>2006-12-18T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T21:14:04.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>please promise you won't fall in love with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-7973647213367195245?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7973647213367195245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/7973647213367195245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-2606777777236492073</id><published>2006-12-18T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T09:46:56.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one of those days..</title><content type='html'>from what i remember throughout the year there were very few times i got sick or at least stayed home because i'm not feeling well. i am living with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ate at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bunso namin sa magkakapatid &lt;/span&gt;and yes, we tend to everyone's needs (i support our family financially, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ate ko naman ang&lt;/span&gt; cook and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; Samuel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siya ang nakikinig lang ng &lt;/span&gt;music &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;araw araw hehe&lt;/span&gt;) but there are certain times you wish you can just relax and be pampered by people around you. recently, after the accident i stayed home for more than a week and boy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bukod sa na&lt;/span&gt;-bore &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ako &lt;/span&gt;because i barely could use the keyboard with my sore left hand eh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nag&lt;/span&gt; self-pity &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang ata ako &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;most of the time&lt;/span&gt;. it's one of my weaknesses i guess, which apparently i need to overcome. it's those times you wish someone takes care of you. doesn't matter who that is as long as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; may nag-aalaga&lt;/span&gt;. two people i miss, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay &lt;/span&gt;who i remember cooks for me and attends to my needs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit may lagnat lang ako&lt;/span&gt;. and of course my girlfriend beside me (oh when can i get over you, you know who you are)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i feel so sick :( where are they? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay &lt;/span&gt;is not around though i don't wish for her to be here at this moment &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe &lt;/span&gt;;p God bless her soul! oh well, i guess i just have to stop feeling sorry for myself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;itulog ko na nga lang toh &lt;/span&gt;and i have a wedding to attend to tomorrow morning. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haaaayyy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-2606777777236492073?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2606777777236492073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/2606777777236492073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-of-those-days.html' title='one of those days..'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-1570872345367916599</id><published>2006-12-07T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:45:34.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>if only i could write songs then i would already have thousands today. moods, feelings, stereotypes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naku madami ako niyan&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a team leader poses a challenge not just on resolving technical issues but more so on the part wherein you have to be fair with everyone. two things i make sure: first, that no one feels any favoritism from my part and second, that a relationship established would not just be on professional terms but something that goes beyond workplaces. don't get me wrong, i mean to be friends/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt; with everybody at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after almost seven years with my current employer, i've established different kinds of friendships with different kinds of people. some short-lived (obviously short stint &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang sila sa &lt;/span&gt;company eh), some purely business, some colorful (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakagalit, nakabati, nakatampuhan, nakabati ulit hehe&lt;/span&gt;), others profound (goes beyond &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mabo-boteng usapan&lt;/span&gt; and the billiard table, we became part of each others' lives. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naging ninong na nga ako ng mga anak nila eh&lt;/span&gt;), and still others i'd say would last a lifetime (there's my BFFs Rona and Brian. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay corny&lt;/span&gt;!.. likewise with the other 11 who figured out in a vehicular accident recently and together we survived).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for almost seven years, i have seen friends come and go. oh well, that's life and the only constant thing we have is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;. every day we encounter changes which could affect us directly and thus drag us a bit into either the bright or dull side of life, or indirectly which still ripples through our emotions.. for this year alone, four of my team members left and i'm proud to admit that i am affected each time. why? simply because we have made that connection, that bond, which when you not see them as often as before seems to bring void within. dang, i am easily attached to people and i know in a similar manner this puts me in a more difficult position to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, life goes on. so long friends and when we cross paths again in the not so distant future let's pause for a moment and reminisce of those good times. chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'm still shaken up with the recent accident i've been through. i think i need to see a psychiatrist...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-1570872345367916599?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1570872345367916599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/1570872345367916599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-116487598339709388</id><published>2006-11-30T03:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T10:31:42.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another chance..</title><content type='html'>arrggghh i had to rewrite this whole thing, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patapos na ko nang biglang nag&lt;/span&gt; blue screen of death &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang aking &lt;/span&gt;OS. oh Windows, you are such a crap!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very rarely do i post on my blog site now but i felt compelled to do so because of an important thing that happened in my life six days ago. a dreadful day which i am thankful for. you might pick up something valuable as i did so please read on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, zen is to have long vacations whenever time permits or at least leave the fast-paced city life once in 3 months. having been to Cebu and Bohol last July, Boracay on September, i (together with my officemates) decided to check out Cagayan de Oro and Camiguin island down south last week (November 23 - 27). except for Don who hails from CDO, Rona whose mom is from Camiguin and sir Bong who's been to the island, the rest of us (12 peeps) are first timers so that makes the trip even more exciting. straight from our night shift sched, we headed to our early morning flight to CDO which was fairly smooth and as we touched down we met Rona's mother shortly then headed straight to the island. after almost 5 hours of travel, a sumptous brunch was awaiting at Rona's house. one whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lechong baboy&lt;/span&gt;! a dip in a cold spring after that and we're off to Mantigue island for an overnight stay. i'd say the first day and night was fun-filled and nothing but worry-free adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one had the slightest idea that November 24, 2006 had something different in store for us. more "adventures"? for lack of better terms maybe, but i'd say it's more of a lesson. a lifetime lesson. the day started normal with coffee and chitchats about what happened the previous night. i literally toured the island with Iya and took pictures of the sunrise and the local folks who gathered seaweeds at dawntime. at around 7:30AM we headed back to Camiguin aboard two motorboats. the moment i stepped on the boat and waves started to have its presence felt i know we're in for a scary ride. imagine this, we're headed northward and the wind was eastward which caused the waves to hit us on the left side. i sat at the front middle portion of the boat and instructed the others to balance our weight against the tide. believe me thrice our boat almost turned over and twice the front portion dipped into the sea water. in anticipation of the worse thing to happen, i just prayed and requested one thing, "Lord, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wag naman po dito sa dagat&lt;/span&gt;..." after almost 40 minutes of that scary ride we reached Camiguin and boy was i glad it's over. as we headed back to Rona's house the fear subsided and everybody was energetic once again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nalunod na naman kami sa kasiyahan&lt;/span&gt;. little did we know that someone up there is reminding us to take life at a slower pace. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wag padalos dalos at hinay hinay lang kumbaga&lt;/span&gt;. after our brunch the next destination was White island but we decided to stop by Katibawasan falls since it's within our way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt;. aboard a multicab (combination of a bigger tricycle and a smaller jeepney) we headed to the falls and since it's up on a mountain most of the way was uphill. at some point of the journey i know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na hindi talaga kaya ng sasakyan namin &lt;/span&gt;considering 13 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kami lahat &lt;/span&gt;including the driver. my bestfriend Rona and i were seated at the front. barely one kilometer to our destination we had to pass by a very steep uphill road and off we went, however midway &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di na kinaya ng &lt;/span&gt;engine and we stalled. everyone was about to go out of the vehicle but then the handbreak snapped and the scary downhill started (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at paatras pa kami&lt;/span&gt;). despite being so nervous our driver tried to maneuver the multicab to have at least a lesser impact but it was futile since uncontrollable &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na talaga&lt;/span&gt;. what scared me most was when i looked out of the window (remember i was seated at the front) and my eyes caught the sight of the cliff at the right side. i thought, "this could be it..." presence of mind &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang siguro&lt;/span&gt;, my left hand held on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa pinto&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yung kanang kamay ko tinukod ko sa bandang bubungan ng sasakyan&lt;/span&gt;. i felt Rona held on at my left and everybody braced for impact. we were very close to have fallen in the cliff (twice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ata&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buti na lang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakabig ng drayber ang manibela&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mabilis ang mga pangyayari&lt;/span&gt;. four to six seconds and then bang... the multicab crashed onto its right side and thankfully everyone got out without any major injuries. sir Bong, Aller, ma'am Velle, sir Don, Katz and i had cuts and bruises on our limbs but it was Tuni whom everyone was really concerned with. besides the bruises on his arm and back i think his head hit the pavement which caused him to unconciously lose his memory for a bit. good thing is that results were negative and nothing serious had happened. eventually we spent the rest of the day at the Camiguin General Hospital and had our itinerant vacation cancelled. the next day we headed back to CDO with nothing but gratitude to God, memories of Camiguin island and yes, the promise of returning to conquer the island once again, God willing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why am i still thankful despite what happened? firstly because i was given another chance to continue on with this life. as my ym status reads, this time music is much sweeter, colors more vivid and life more beautiful. secondly, i came to realize that no matter how we try to control our time the Supreme Being up there is still the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;director&lt;/span&gt;, which i should be reminded of always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounting what happened sure ain't easy especially that the people involved are all dear to you. i do hope as well that together we can get over what happened.. more than my deep wounds, swollen cheek and scars i think the bond that had us together during that incident will be treasured for the rest of my life. all 12 of us have a special bond now since together we were able to have almost died and together we have survived..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me end my post with a prayer, if you may..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord i thank you personally for this wonderful chance which i know i'm not worthy of. i'm grateful that no one was hurt badly. i pray that the scars would remind me to trust you always and will serve as a gentle reminder that you are in control of everything including our lives; where we will go, how we will live and when we will see you. please guide us always and may we serve this chance you've given for your great purpose. in Christ's name that i pray. Amen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-116487598339709388?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/116487598339709388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/116487598339709388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-chance.html' title='another chance..'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-115559482261957633</id><published>2006-08-14T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T18:39:17.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight i wanna cry</title><content type='html'>alone in this house again tonight&lt;br /&gt;i got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine&lt;br /&gt;there's pictures of you and i on the walls around me&lt;br /&gt;the way that it was and could have been surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;i'll never get over you walkin' away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control&lt;br /&gt;but i'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;br /&gt;to hell with my pride&lt;br /&gt;let it fall like rain, from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;tonight I wanna cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would it help if i turned a sad song on&lt;br /&gt;"All by Myself" would sure hit me hard, now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna hurt bad before it gets better&lt;br /&gt;but i'll never get over you by hidin' this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control&lt;br /&gt;but i'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;br /&gt;to hell with my pride&lt;br /&gt;let it fall like rain, from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;tonight I wanna cry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-115559482261957633?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/115559482261957633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/115559482261957633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/08/tonight-i-wanna-cry.html' title='tonight i wanna cry'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-115497256585727900</id><published>2006-08-07T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:47:53.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my flickr page</title><content type='html'>June flew fast i hardly noticed. but July flew even faster! geezz ganito na pala pag busy ka masyado di mo na napapansin ang oras. well, since it's taking up a lot of time to post yung mga pics ko dito, pakitignan niyo na lang sa flickr account ko: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/temyong"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/temyong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you could click on any picture shown in my flickr badge at the sidebar's bottom of this blog page. enjoy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-115497256585727900?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/115497256585727900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/115497256585727900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-flickr-page.html' title='my flickr page'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-115236069273089162</id><published>2006-07-08T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T08:11:32.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>awakening from silence</title><content type='html'>whoa! that was more than a month of silence. a lot of things have happened since: the Dallas Mavericks lost to the Mi-a-mi Heat (it costed me P500); Brazil lost in the World Cup semis; my hair grew longer now i badly need a haircut; my skin is now tanner after spending some days in Cebu and Bohol :) i still have to do a bit of post processing on some of the pictures before i will post it here. soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-115236069273089162?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/115236069273089162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/115236069273089162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/07/awakening-from-silence.html' title='awakening from silence'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-114875265592769523</id><published>2006-05-27T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T15:25:17.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and yet again, another week has passed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;another week has passed. how time flies by so fast! i barely even noticed. it had nothing to offer much this time but more work. at least the latter part was a bit fulfilling. yesternight, together with a work colleague who celebrated his birthday, we treated our officemates to a little &lt;em&gt;kainan&lt;/em&gt; in the office. we had &lt;em&gt;pancit malabon&lt;/em&gt;, beef stroganoff with &lt;em&gt;kanin&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;siomai&lt;/em&gt;, pichi pichi, &lt;em&gt;puto&lt;/em&gt;, some desserts and soda. i even brought a six-liter red wine &lt;em&gt;por da boys&lt;/em&gt;. later that night we headed to Saguijo Bar + Cafe at San Antonio Village in Makati for some more alcohol. take note we have work that time huh ;p oh i so love Fridays wherein production issues are so rare. well, since it was Saguijo's second year anniversary, they showcased a handful of good bands, of which my favorites were Imago and Sandwich (&lt;em&gt;sayang di sila dumating hindi ko tuloy narinig ang &lt;/em&gt;Sugod &lt;em&gt;ng&lt;/em&gt; live). it's evident how everybody loves Imago, everyone was singing along to their song &lt;em&gt;Akap&lt;/em&gt;! "...&lt;em&gt;sabihin sa kin lahat ng lihim mo. iingatan ko...&lt;/em&gt;" other bands like Soapdish and Pedicab also had their way to put on a good show. btw, we saw some celebrities hanging out that night: Anne Curtis, Danica Sotto and her boyfriend. there might have been others we didn't notice since we're busy looking out at the ladies :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i went home this morning holding on to my aching head. i think there my heart was pumping blood which has too much alcohol in it hehe. just had enough time to take off my shoes and then i dozed off directly &lt;em&gt;sa sala &lt;/em&gt;haha. i was awakened by the alarm i set and the four-hour sleep seemed so short. &lt;em&gt;parang kakapikit ko pa lang&lt;/em&gt;. i was still tired to get up so i had to drag my body to the bathroom. actually &lt;em&gt;sa labas na ko ng bahay namin naligo para mas malamig ang tubig&lt;/em&gt;. i was invited by my good friend koolitz to a photoshoot. man, i'm beginning to love my new hobby. kahit may pagka mahal ang mga gamit, nothing compares to the satisfaction it brings especially when at the end of a shoot you see that shots taken were fabulous. i'm still a newbie but with experienced people around me, i know criticisms would be handy which would lead to quick improvements. adding to that satisfaction is, you know, meeting a lot of people and new friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6057/624/1600/_MG_0650.liit_rotate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6057/624/200/_MG_0650.liit_rotate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;this was taken by a fellow photog while i was scanning the pictures i took myself. &lt;em&gt;parang tunay hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. i will post some of the pics &lt;em&gt;nung&lt;/em&gt; model &lt;em&gt;namin&lt;/em&gt; later in my flickr account..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;antok na talaga ako&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-114875265592769523?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114875265592769523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114875265592769523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-yet-again-another-week-has-passed.html' title='and yet again, another week has passed..'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-114834339818848281</id><published>2006-05-22T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:33:03.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a shot from the past</title><content type='html'>i don't exactly know why but the recent days have caused me to be loony (adj. informal or slang for mentally irregular). i watched two movies in as many days last weekend. that's insane on my part. why? i'm a &lt;em&gt;promdi&lt;/em&gt; kid and growing up we were not used to watch movies in cinema houses or even on TV. simply because we can't afford to. if my memory still is not failing me, the first movie i watched together with my &lt;em&gt;kuya&lt;/em&gt; was a Tito, Vic and Joey film &lt;em&gt;Shoot That Ball&lt;/em&gt;. we actually sneaked out of the house without my &lt;em&gt;tatay&lt;/em&gt;'s permission knowing the dire consequences of this suicidal act. after watching the movie with my cousins and some other relatives, we headed home just the way we left: go back unnoticed. however we were still about a hundred and fifty meters away from our apartment gate, which we used to live in and still fabricating our alibis that it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; actually our Uncle Datun that persuaded us to go with the assurance of his words "&lt;em&gt;ako ang bahala sa tatay niyo!&lt;/em&gt;" only to realize that the blurred figure we see from afar is our dear &lt;em&gt;tatay&lt;/em&gt;, waiting impatiently holding a meter-length stick maybe as thick as half of an inch. what's worse it that our uncle is nowhere in sight for our defense. it's funny (back then believe me it wasn't, we were trembling) how we already cried knowing we had little chance to escape hahaha. where will i go? i think i was in third grade then so just imagine the juvenility of my mind. anyway, back to the story. i remember our &lt;em&gt;tatay&lt;/em&gt; berating us as we head to our area in the apartment stressing that giving in to things like that (movies, &lt;em&gt;sugal&lt;/em&gt;, or anything that you spend your money into that he thinks in worthless) would eventually destroy us and our character later in life. we cried harder and louder. but that didn't move him a bit. he needs to discipline us that night. he needs to make sure the pain reminds us throughout our lifetime of &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; discipline he instills. and he actually did. he made us lie (face) down on a chair and started whipping us with the stick, me first and then &lt;em&gt;kuya&lt;/em&gt;. the rest was a sore &lt;em&gt;puwet&lt;/em&gt; and history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better understand my &lt;em&gt;tatay&lt;/em&gt; now than before. it was partly brought about i think by his lifetime which mainly was earning a living in a (very) hard way. btw, he was the eldest among the boys in their family. more often than not i hear from him that at a young age he was exposed to do farm tasks like tending carabaos, plowing the fields, harvesting and threshing &lt;em&gt;palay&lt;/em&gt;, and others that a grown up should actually be doing. or at least someone whose body can already take the toll of these heavy tasks. when their father died, he was compelled to make sure his younger siblings finish school. so he had to give up his own schooling just to work for them. mind you, he was a top student from primary to secondary level. if he has gone to college he would have passed it with flying colors. in some way i got my wit from him, no kidding :) going back to the story. he entered into being a construction worker. coupled with this tiring job is the loneliness he had to bear since it meant going away from his family. i imagine going through years of hard labor and at the end of each day you just have enough money to put food on your plate will make you come into realization the value and worth of every centavo. they say, "&lt;em&gt;ang perang pinaghirapan, hindi basta basta ginagastos&lt;/em&gt;." which in fact is very true. so he brought this philosophy, or should i say discipline, along until he had his own family. he was in a construction project then i think in Samar as an electrician when he and &lt;em&gt;nanay&lt;/em&gt; met. he also became a fisherman since our &lt;em&gt;lolo&lt;/em&gt; (mother side) had fishing boats before. he taught us how to work hard and of course not neglect the people who helped us one way or the other through circumstances. and as i have said earlier he was profoundly against gambling, spending money on unimportant things like satisfying your vices, etc. and yes that includes watching movies. "you can always do something more important with your time, something that would benefit your mind" was his always reminder. that &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; why. he stressed importance on education more than anything else. if there's one thing nobody can take from you, it was it. &lt;b&gt;education&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the above is actually not the reason why i'm gloomy. we're just having some family problems which made him lonely. i guess i've never seen him so lonely and lost than when &lt;em&gt;nanay&lt;/em&gt; passed away about four years ago. throughout his life, &lt;em&gt;tatay&lt;/em&gt; always finds a way to give his family a good welfare. there are times he thinks he's a failure on his son/daughter when he doesn't see his personal plans materialize in him/her. as a son trying to comprehend where he's coming from and feeling his pain, i gently remind him, "&lt;em&gt;hindi lahat ng gusto natin sa isang tao eh susundin niya. there are times when he wants what he wants and he'll actually do it.&lt;/em&gt;" it was a family decision to have him migrate and live in the U.S. to just enjoy life after so many years of hardship. he's turning 70 this year. though like that, he never fails to prioritize his family's welfare among other things. we're six siblings and the youngest is 19 but he still treats us as kids, not kids as childhood kids but you know the loving father that he is he just wants to make sure we make the right decisions in our own lives. and at times it pains me to hear him comment "&lt;em&gt;failure ata ako sa kapatid mo eh.&lt;/em&gt;" feeling his pain, i always reassure him that it is not the way he thinks it is. there are just things in life that we do not have control over and we need to learn to let go. acceptance. knowing when to hold on and when to let go (in a good way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an emotional person as i am, matters like this break my heart. aww.. look at me, getting gushy and shit. see this is what i don't like about me. im sooo emotional. i'm supposed to be tough!.. well, i hope some day when i have a family of my own, God would give me the courage to change things i can, accept those that i can't and have the wisdom to know &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my tatay, it's not the end of things when we fail to see our expectations on those we dearly love. let go and let God. i'll treat you to a movie when i go back to L.A. don't worry, nobody will spank us in the &lt;em&gt;puwet&lt;/em&gt;. we'll just enjoy and be kids once again. i love you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-114834339818848281?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114834339818848281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114834339818848281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/shot-from-past.html' title='a shot from the past'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-114815654105192522</id><published>2006-05-20T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T16:40:02.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>b2b2b and a little bit of history</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not &lt;em&gt;business-to-business-to-bankruptcy&lt;/em&gt; wehehe ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the successful Filipino ascent to Mt. Everest is something that swells national pride in the same way as when Manny Pacquiao KO’ed Erik Morales a few months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday, May 19 at about 1:20PM Manila time, Romi Garduce has added yet another accomplishment to his impressive resume: reaching the summit of Mt. Everest. this capped a weeklong attempt for our pinoy mountaineers making it a triple-treat. no other than Sir Edmund Hillary himself of New Zealand, the second man (technically, yes. i'll tell you more about this later) to climb the top of the world's highest mountain, conveyed his congratulatory remarks to all three for their historical feat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I have nothing but the greatest respect for the [Filipino] expedition, for the determination and the will to battle on and go to the summit,” Hillary, now 87, said in an interview yesterday with GMA 7.&lt;br /&gt;“My heartiest congratulations to Leo, Romi and Erwin for their success in getting to the top. Very good luck to them. They must have been strong and determined,” he said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ayus diba&lt;/em&gt;? i'm proud to be &lt;em&gt;pinoy&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i did a bit of research and lots of reading and realized that Romi indeed is the Philippines' most accomplished mountaineer. he has scaled many mountains from before including Aconcagua in South America, Kilimanjaro in Africa, Elbrus in Russia and Cho-Oyu in the Himalayan range - all peaks ranging from 18,500 and above. to date he has already scaled four of the &lt;em&gt;Seven Summits&lt;/em&gt;, or the highest peaks in each continent. mountaineers who have scaled all seven are considered world-class. as if that was still not enough of an impression, Garduce has climbed and trekked on 15 other mountain ranges around the world - a feat unmatched by any other Filipino mountaineer. way to go idol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as i had blogged the other day, ABS-CBN again (well, there’s nothing new about this) ignored the achievement Romi has achieved yesterday. while GMA-7 openly congratulated, acknowledged and even covered the ascent of Oracion and Emata, both backed-up by their rival network, EBS-CBN (pronounced as ebs-C-B-N) didn’t even lift a finger to cover or at least announce Romi’s achievement. as &lt;a href="http://pinoy.rickey.org"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pinoy rickey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has put it in his blog, &lt;em&gt;shameless&lt;/em&gt;. are they afraid their sponsors would cut a portion of the profit when Romi’s recent accomplishment, let alone his face on TV, appear on their obviously biased news program? i expect, at the least, from them the modesty of not trying to brag as if they were responsible for the First Philippine Mt. Everest Expedition (FPMEE) team’s feat. &lt;em&gt;wala naman silang ginawa gaano kundi mag-kober lang nung &lt;/em&gt;event. they only served as the media. simply put, a means of communicating widely to the public what has transpired on a particular event. quoting &lt;a href="http://pinoy.rickey.org"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pinoy rickey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, “This is similar to how ABS-CBN and Gloria tried to capitalize on Manny Pacquiao as if &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; were responsible for his win.” come on, balanced and un-biased news programming, will yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;touching base with a little bit of history and trivia, did you know that on May 29, 1953, New Zealander Edmund Hillary and his Nepalese Sherpa, Tenzing Norgay, made the first successful attempt to scale the roof of the world. unlike what we have seen the last week, there were no TV networks that covered that event. thus, no biased reporting. no satellite phones yet. totally no communication. the news was suppressed for another four days to add spice to the coronation of Queen Elizabeth II (since New Zealand is a British colony). &lt;em&gt;kung mataas ang iyong &lt;/em&gt;IQ, &lt;em&gt;o cge pwede na rin kahit katamtaman&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;lang&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;maitatanong mo sa sarili mo kung sino ba sa kanilang dalawa ang talagang nauna&lt;/em&gt;? just like the recent claim of a fourth Filipino climber, Dale Abenojar, who said through his wife that he actually made it first before Leo Oracion did. when you ask Mr. Google, Hillary who headed the expedition naturally claimed to be first but technically it was his guide, Tenzing, who presumably went ahead, set up the ropes and pulled Sir Edmund up, ought to get the credit. but when asked the same question, Tenzing in characteristic Asian politeness answered that they ascended “as a team.” thus, Hillary had to wait till Tenzing’s death in 1986 to restate the claim that he was the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so what does it have to do with us &lt;em&gt;pinoys&lt;/em&gt;? aside from the fact that they have proved that it was humanly possible to reach the top of Mt. Everest some 50+ years ago, did you know that Tenzing’s daughter Nima actually lived in the Philippines. like her famous father she eventually became an accomplished mountaineer herself yet when love called she married the least athletic of persons in the late graphic artist and book designer Noli Galang. &lt;em&gt;di ko alam kung saan sila ikinasal &lt;/em&gt;but it was Prince Peter of Greece who took the role of giving her hand to her Filipino husband when she got married since her father was not around. something that we can grin and be proud about. &lt;em&gt;iba talaga ang bangis ng pinoy tsk tsk&lt;/em&gt; ;p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see, a little more research could have added a little more spice to last week’s events. it’s sad nobody among the newsroom people knew this bit of info..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tulog na ulit&lt;/em&gt;. tapos na ang &lt;em&gt;Walang Tulugan&lt;/em&gt; with Master Showman ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-114815654105192522?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114815654105192522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114815654105192522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/b2b2b-and-little-bit-of-history.html' title='b2b2b and a little bit of history'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-114798174070549860</id><published>2006-05-18T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:13:54.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>highs and lows in life</title><content type='html'>nothing much today. i'm sleepy at work. &lt;em&gt;kapoy&lt;/em&gt;. the effects of lack of sleep maybe. ok i'm bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low:&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised (a grade lesser than shocked) to find a message in my yahoo mailbox yesterday coming from a very dear friend: who i haven't heard anything about in eight months already; who is now residing abroad; whom once i hoped and imagined will be my companion for life; but eventually caused my heart and world to stop for some time. without getting much into the details i realized upon reading her message that i still wasn't resolved of how things ended up between us. that i had been and continuously blaming the circumstances (and partly myself). no wonder i had a hard time moving on. i still have those &lt;em&gt;extra baggages&lt;/em&gt; within me until now. i need to be free. i &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to be free. how else but to deal with them head-on: say what needs to be said, do what needs to be done, if it makes me feel any better then scream out loud, mend and then &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; move on. i do not intend to wallow on these things for long i still have more to accomplish. enough is enough. but if there's any consolation, it led me to focus on other things i like doing and discover some aspects of my life i haven't uncovered before. i know in the end i'll be a better man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high:&lt;br /&gt;Erwin "Pastor" Emata conquered Mt. Everest summit earlier today, barely twenty four hours after Leo Oracion. another glorious day for the Filipinos! something to be proud of, wherever you may be in the world. i am doubly proud :). tomorrow, Romi "Garduch" Garduce is expected to repeat the feat as he starts his climb from camp 4 later today. aside from having to achieve his personal conquest of the highest peak, this will also set yet another record for Filipinos. three climbers in as many days was able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked what FPMEE leader Art Valdez said, which resonated the spirit of a true mountaineer: "&lt;em&gt;The Philippine expedition to Everest in 2006 will not be complete if Romi will not make it to the summit and back safely. All Filipino mountaineers should be able to accomplish their objectives. We would like Filipinos to be in good safe hands.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;em&gt;yan ang tunay na diwa ng pagiging isang &lt;/em&gt;mountaineer. &lt;em&gt;walang bahid ng kumpetensya bagkus ang kapakanan ng sarili at ng iba ang nasa sa isip. karangalan sa bayan bago ang sa sarili.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these historical feats only but more prove that no obstacle is unsurmountable for us Filipinos. angat ang Pinoy! mabuhay tayong lahat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-114798174070549860?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114798174070549860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114798174070549860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/highs-and-lows-in-life.html' title='highs and lows in life'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-114790217821024434</id><published>2006-05-17T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:02:56.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mt. everest, the climbers and this ridiculous tv network</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for a typical day, i usually wake up at 6:30PM, watch news for about forty five minutes then prepare for yet another graveyard shift (starts at 8PM). but today was different. i barely had sleep during daytime. i was excited. not because Dallas Mavericks leads their series against the San Antonio Spurs. i guess that helped a bit but not quite. why? because my sister welcomed me home with the news that any hour from that moment one of the Filipino mountaineers attempting to reach the summit of Mt. Everest will be able to finally reach it. of course, &lt;em&gt;makabayan&lt;/em&gt; as i am, i felt proud. at long last, &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; Filipino flag &lt;em&gt;na rin na maiwawagayway sa tuktok ng mundo na magpapatunay na kaya rin ng Pinoy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;come 5:30PM here in Manila (3:30PM Nepal time) Heracleo "Leo" Oracion became the first Filipino to reach the 29,035-foot-high mountain top. in a country where no mountain reaches 10,000 feet and the only ice is inside freezers, Leo is being hailed as a hero, together with the other climbers (Garduce, Emata and Abenojar). tomorrow it's Erwin "Pastor" Emata's turn to aim what his fellow mountaineer has accomplished. meanwhile, the day after tomorrow, it'll be Romeo "Garduch" Garduce's turn. make us proud gentlemen! may the Lord be with you each step of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what i didn't like while watching the news programs (24 Oras and TV Patrol) though is the evident partiality ABS-CBN had in its coverage of this historical feat. it is known to all that both giant networks, ABS-CBN and GMA, televised the groups' preparations from the start until their recent accomplishments. Leo, who is part of the First Philippine Mount Everest Expedition team, sponsored by the Lopezes, Lucio Tan, Fidel Ramos among others is identified with, of course, channel 2. but for the sake of balanced programming, 24 Oras expressed their share of pride on his feat. they even confirmed that Leo has indeed reached the summit. in addition, there were reports of their families as they too were glued on the TV for updates as they happen. knowing that Pastor Emata is still with the "other side", they did not hesitate in showing photos of him, his family, his attempt to climb tomorrow and how the Filipino people collectively is be proud of him. i mean, that is balanced programming! &lt;em&gt;aba paglipat ko sa&lt;/em&gt; TV Patrol, the climber identified with channel 7 wasn't even mentioned. naitanong pa ni Ted Failon, "kamusta naman yung ibang kababayan natin tulad nila Dale at Romy Garduce?" i was surpised at Abner Mercado's response, "si Dale wala tayong balita kasi sa kabilang side siya umaakyat (Tibet side). si Garduce, tatlong araw ang lamang natin sa kaniya." i nearly threw the remote control at him. ridiculous! this attempt to climb the highest mountain in the world &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the first place a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;race&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. in case he doesn't know, which clearly resonated through his comments that he doesn't, climbers adhere to a certain code of ethics: that mountaineers don't race against each other but just their own self. their own limits. wasn't Mr. Mercado aware that there are already public criticism from some sections of the local mountaineering community that the TV networks' sponsorship of the groups' climb, which prompted them to climb way ahead of their previously set schedules, could get the three climbers killed? this is not for their network's glory. phew! this is not even considered &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; personal glory of Leo Oracion! this is for the whole Filipino people. for ALL of us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's sad how institutions today infuse competition to people included in such events, which primarily had goals of instilling self-discipline into one's self and testing personal limits. for what? to boost their market profit? to highlight &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; share of the event? which later eventually lead to envy and sadly to our (Filipino's) disgrace. please stop such acts.. upon saluting Leo, Erwin, Romy and Dale, i salute GMA-7's continued pursuit of balanced news programming. &lt;em&gt;walang kinikilingan. walang pino-protektahan. serbisyong totoo lamang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mind you, i'm not a solid &lt;em&gt;Kapuso&lt;/em&gt; viewer. all i'm after are programs that show no biases. just my two cents for the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-114790217821024434?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114790217821024434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114790217821024434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/mt-everest-climbers-and-this.html' title='mt. everest, the climbers and this ridiculous tv network'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-114782719971387205</id><published>2006-05-16T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:05:51.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to do and to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have so many things to blog about lately but just don't find the time in between production issues, aka &lt;em&gt;work&lt;/em&gt;, to do it. that's how toxic my work is and i'm beginning to hate it. the toxicity and not the work itself, mind you. &lt;em&gt;eh bakit ko naman kamumuhian ang trabaho ko eh &lt;/em&gt;this is where i get almost 90% of my income (10% &lt;em&gt;pa lang ang raket&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;em&gt;kaya kaakibat ng pagdada-dakdak ko at reklamo&lt;/em&gt; is to make sure &lt;em&gt;gihapon&lt;/em&gt; no production issue is at pending status at the end of the day. period. &lt;em&gt;reklamo&lt;/em&gt; comes after. or &lt;em&gt;saka na lang pag&lt;/em&gt; 90% &lt;em&gt;na yung raket ko&lt;/em&gt; :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't know what's with year two thousand and six that it brought a lot of cravings within me to try and do more things that are new to my adventure-laden system. coupled with going to places i haven't been to in the past. i'm not speaking about Paris, New York, L.A., the great Europe, mental institutions or even the &lt;em&gt;solitary-confines-after-an-emotional-breakdown&lt;/em&gt; places. on one occasion or another i've been to those places, some of which i have enjoyed my stay, especially the latter ones haha ;). these are what i'm talking about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;karting&lt;/strong&gt; - this is rather easy since i live near The Fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;surfing&lt;/strong&gt; - not the net. yep, on the beach! i don't know i just had the sudden urge of riding a surf board and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;bungee jumping off Macau tower &lt;/strong&gt;- this is rather expensive. imagine one jump off the tower's 233m aboveground outer rim costs $868 (plus photo and DVD of "your jump"). but this is one hell of a test of your adrenaline rush :). &lt;em&gt;saka na toh pag mayaman na ko&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;sky diving &lt;/strong&gt;- this is cheaper from what i've heard. &lt;em&gt;siguro&lt;/em&gt; mga ten thousand pesos &lt;em&gt;lang. saka na rin pag mayaman na ko&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;blog more often&lt;/strong&gt; - i think this is doable this time. or is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;photography &lt;/strong&gt;- i bought my first DSLR already, had been practicing whenever i find time, contemplating on whether i have enough money to buy a wide-angle lens. so this should rather appear in my has-been-partially-done list. but seriously i'd like to be a professional photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;diving&lt;/strong&gt; - oh i love to see the underworld! &lt;em&gt;sunod na lang pag dato na ko&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;go to the gym&lt;/strong&gt; - heheh this has been in my list every year but the excitement fades too soon. this year. this year :). i'm a surfer wannabe so my body should compensate my sport haha feeling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;sleeping&lt;/strong&gt; - this is mainly the reason why item# 8 is always nullified hahaha ;p. i don't know if i'm sick pero this past couple of months there had been numerous times i woke up only to find plenty of &lt;em&gt;laway&lt;/em&gt; drooling from my mouth hehe. do you really think i should see a doctor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;swimming&lt;/strong&gt; - either on the pool or on the beach basta i wanna be a very good swimmer. it's never too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;swim some more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;badminton&lt;/strong&gt; - for a change, i wanna learn how to play this sport. i'm one of those who critique this sport before because i felt this is &lt;em&gt;very queened&lt;/em&gt;, but hey, most of the ladies flock into a badminton court rather than a basketball court. if there are, they're probably the amazonas of our time hehe just kidding ;p. peace y'all. i think it's high time to be matching up with the ladies ;p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;reaching the Everest summit&lt;/strong&gt; - yes people! after Romy "Garduch" Garduce, there is "Temyong" hehe. too ambitious?! who knows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;14. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manalo sa lotto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - is this being planned or what? i guess this is more of a stroke of luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;15. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magpatayo ng bahay&lt;/strong&gt; - pag dato na ko&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;meet up with Iya Villania and Kimberly Sue Yap Chiu&lt;/strong&gt; - haaayyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;vacation in the U.S.&lt;/strong&gt; - mainly because i miss my family. hoping to be there again this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Batanes&lt;/strong&gt; - tops my destinations list for 2007. i heard from others that there is only a 3-month (or is it 4-month) window time within a year for people to visit this haven on the north coast of Luzon. therefore this trip needs to be solidly planned. &lt;em&gt;alam niyo bang nagtatabi na ko ng &lt;/em&gt;five hundred pesos &lt;em&gt;kada sweldo &lt;/em&gt;for my budget? come February next year &lt;em&gt;pwede na&lt;/em&gt;! just do the math. sometimes at the onset, you only need excitement and the rest will follow :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Malapascua Island, Cebu&lt;/strong&gt; - as of this writing, it has already been 21+ years since i last stepped on the island of Cebu. but come July 1st that record will be history. i have, along with some friendly friends, already bought a plane ticket to Cebu for a 5-day vacation. what a better way to gratify my becoming-a-beach-person persona than to visit this islet in the north coast of Cebu. according to a website "...it has a blindingly white bounty beach. time stands still as soon as you step into this 'Pacific Island Dream'...." enough. i just hope it really lives up to my expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Bohol&lt;/strong&gt; - Chocolate hills, Loboc river, Panglao island, other beaches, tarsiers. just some of the things worth looking forward to in this island. hopefully it can be squeezed into our July itinerary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Siquijor&lt;/strong&gt; - a friend suggested this infamous island has white sand beaches that will shove Boracay into the bottom of the world-class list of beaches in the PI. &lt;em&gt;mala-pulburon na buhangin&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Camiguin&lt;/strong&gt; - i'd love to see this island as well. a work colleague has their house situated in the island so i should be persuading her right now to schedule a trip there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Siargao island&lt;/strong&gt; - their is an affinity between surfers and this tear-drop shaped island in northeast Mindanao, which hosts one of the most beautiful beaches in the world and home of wave surfing. that includes a surfer-wannabe like me. &lt;em&gt;pag marunong na ko sigurado puntahan ko toh&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Amanpulo&lt;/strong&gt; - am i dreaming or what? &lt;em&gt;hoy gising! naglalaway ka na naman!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Palawan&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;kahit saan doon&lt;/em&gt;. Coron, Dos Palmas, Crocodile farm. &lt;em&gt;basta hindilang ako maki-kidnap ng &lt;/em&gt;Abu Sayaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;some of these i may see happen this year. some maybe in due time. some may continue to be in this list. and for some, budget is what stands between the eager me and it being achieved. but heck, &lt;em&gt;libreng mangarap hoy&lt;/em&gt;! let's see what happens. excited &lt;em&gt;na 'ko&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see i told you i don't have the extra time to blog. now i'm sleepy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-114782719971387205?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114782719971387205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114782719971387205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-do-and-to-go.html' title='to do and to go'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28048810.post-114754714678515461</id><published>2006-05-13T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:27:17.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fresh start and my nanay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and yet again, a new blog for a new year. this is already what.. my 4th? 5th? hehe ;p. well, 2 days ago i turned 27 and felt one of the things i need a fresh start with is my web journal. promise this would be the last. or will it? ok, then this will be the longest ;p. btw, i have added a ton of things on my things-to-do list which i would like to discuss through my next entries..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in the meantime, i want to greet all moms a happy mother's day! truly, mothers are to be honored for the love and care they shower during their lifetime. i miss my &lt;em&gt;nanay&lt;/em&gt;. how she gets mad at us siblings (haha, matitigas kasi ang mga ulo). how she laughs. and take note, how loud (i'm certain i got both qualities from her). i miss being woked up by clanging &lt;em&gt;kaldero&lt;/em&gt;s and &lt;em&gt;kawali sa kusina&lt;/em&gt; while she prepares our breakfast meals. i miss hers and &lt;em&gt;tatay&lt;/em&gt;'s talks about how they met; what came up before and after that ;p. my &lt;em&gt;nanay&lt;/em&gt; even knows my &lt;em&gt;tatay&lt;/em&gt;'s last girlfriend before they met each other haha. and how she teases us that &lt;em&gt;tatay&lt;/em&gt; should have opted to marry that other woman instead and at that time we'd all be in living in Canada.. i can't help but marvel when i realize the enormous sacrifices she had to go through in giving birth to six children, raising up two girls and four boys. it is undeniable that no one can love you like your own mother does..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;though now that she's already with the Lord, i still love her much in her presence as now in her absence. i miss you but never a day passed by that you were not here in my heart. happy mother's day &lt;em&gt;nanay&lt;/em&gt;! you're the best in the world :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kaya mga dudes, love your parents while they're here. make it a habit to create a moment to just express how much we appreciate and love them. &lt;em&gt;totoo talaga yung kasabihan na &lt;/em&gt;we never realize the value of someone/thing unless they're gone.. just a friendly advice :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Continue Reading..&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28048810-114754714678515461?l=temyong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114754714678515461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28048810/posts/default/114754714678515461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/fresh-start-and-my-nanay.html' title='fresh start and my &lt;i&gt;nanay&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>temyong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/48675914_f11de48e20_m.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
