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ang pangarap ni isagani 2006-11-13 04:32:00 Elementary school As I enter the school, everything flashed back like abrupt lightning. The memories of my teachers and classmates lanced my cerebellum. Every corner of the school is still familiar to me. I crossed my finger on seeing my favorite teachers but I failed to see even a single soul. I can’t believe I was inside the campus. The same people, the same atmosphere, the same calmness. You could think I was there for just a mere crap. Sad to say, you’re erroneous. I was there for a business: to send an invitation from my school concerning to a Math competition. As I was looking around, I had a vision of me running to and fro, amidst the laughters of my fellow students. It took me some time to realize that I am no longer a kid; I am a fifteen-year old purported cynic guy who sees life at different angles. I have not met with the school principal, so I just lent the letter to someone I supposed I know. Still too early, I summoned a tricycle to school. Flag-raising cerem ...

ang tropa 2006-11-11 20:36:00 Bali, 12:20-12:40 ang oras ng break namin. Madalas may mga baon kaming pagkain; kapag wala, bumibili kami ng lunch sa canteen tapos dadalhin namin sa classroom kasi doon kami kumakain. Sa may likuran kami bumibilog. Sinisimulan namin ang lunch sa pamamagitan ng pagdarasal. Hindi mawawala ang pagbibigayan namin ng pagkain. Sharing kumbaga. Halos sabay-sabay kaming natatapos kumain, tapos, pumupunta kami doon sa tindahan na malapit sa gymnasium. Kapag walang tindang tubig, nag-a-ice tea kami. Siyempre kasama na ang mani o kaya candy. Pagbalik namin sa classroom, kailangan na naming maghanda kasi English class na–terror ang teacher namin pero paborito ko siya. Eto yung mga taong palagi kong kasama tuwing lunch: Si Kram (Mark Kenneth H. Pagkaliwangan): Si RM (Robert Michael D. Dineros): Si Jian (Marc Jian D. Gaon): Si Quints (Francis L. Quintana): Si Jose (Jose Marie M. Mabunga): ...

tula 3 2006-11-10 20:25:00 MODEL: Alexandra Absalon kasingsarap ng bananaque ang matamis mong “oo”ako’y nagtitiwalang magsasabi ka ng totoo…ngunit di ako umaasang sa akin ibabatoang mga salita mong sumusugat lang sa’king puso. ...

tula 2 2006-11-10 09:58:00 MODEL: Marc Jian Gaon kailan ba mumulat ng ikaw ang nakikitakasabay ng pagsikat ng araw sa silangan?ang iyong mga ngiti’y kailan ko masisilayanngayong buhay pa ‘ko o ‘pag pumanaw na? kailan ba ako muling mananahimik?kapag wala ka na’y saan ako pupulutin?tamaan ng lintik ang sinumang magsabikaipala’y mabubulag, dagling mapipipi. ayokong mawala ka sa aking piling,ni mawalay man sa isip ang ‘yong tinig,ngayon pang ang puso’y sadyang umiibigsa isang tulad mong kabibigha-bighani… ...

mementos of a broken friendship 2006-11-09 01:15:00 The photos below are taken last year (Third Year): FORGIVE US OUR SINS AS WE FORGIVE THOSE WHO SIN AGAINST US. There’s no hope on him to have a diploma on March. Indeed, not to graduate. How I wish! If only he did his part as a student. Always absent. Sometimes late. Rare to pass projects. What more can I say? BEST FRIENDS… FOREVER? They were friends since first year. Sad to say, they have to put an end. ALL’S WELL NO MORE. He’s the one who wrote the message: “Hoy, nakakainis ka! Tigilan mo na ang pagpapapansin mo. Kung magpapapansin ka lang din huwag kang sulat nang sulat sa blackboard. Ang laki talaga ng ulo mo! Nakakairita ka! Sabi nga nila matalino ka, ang laki ng ulo mo… Ang laki ng ulo mo… Ang laki ng ulo mo!” (Nov. 8, 2006 post, The Message) Alright, he was my friend–and as I have said he used to be my best friend. So many memories but all else faded because of his unbearable vanity. ...

the message 2006-11-08 03:46:00 I believe that I can now control my temper… but not to the degree wherein I won’t feel bad. It was totally unexpected, though I am really waiting for something like this to transpire. I am talking about what happened during our Physics class last morning. My Physics teacher told us to get a piece of paper and write a message or two for anyone inside the classroom. Of course, I knew what would happen. As a matter of fact, this message thingimabob happened already last grading period, and so I expected what I should expect. For some of my classmates, they took it very lightly; they kid through their messages like saying this person is cute or that person has a crush on this. Very light it seemed saved on a message directly bombarded to me. The message went something like this: “Hoy, nakakainis ka! Tigilan mo na ang pagpapapansin mo. Kung magpapapansin ka lang din huwag kang sulat nang sulat sa blackboard. Ang laki talaga ng ulo mo! Nakakairita ka! Sabi nga nila matalin ...

rages from the heart 2006-11-07 03:11:00 Have you ever felt angry at anyone that is not your friend, at the very least? Well in my part I have been angry at so many times recently because of my ill-tempered natured. It’s just that I can’t handle myself; I can’t control the burst of emotion spluttering all over the place just because of my anxiety. Don’t get me wrong. At the first place, I am not tolerating the act of being angry at anybody. Who am I to influence your thoughts? But then I am here to acknowledge my deep temperament. I always get high-blooded everytime I see this person inside the classroom. This person is a “he” whom I assume, as well as my co-this-person-hater, to be a “she”… hmm.. sounds fishy. If you are my classmate, you may infer that who I am talking about is a not so well known individual in terms of academic accelerations. Moreover, this person is so frustrating that anyone of you can notice what I am about to say. This person is so pesky. Let me dr ...

questions and answers 2006-11-06 04:41:00 I will post my answers on my Nov. 8 post. Please wait for that. And thanks, anyway, for those who have made their efforts to ask questions.WARNING:Don’t open the comment section of this post because it is already inactivated. Thank you. ...

fortieth episode 2006-11-03 04:23:00 Before going home from school, Krystal (Lovi Poe) saw a silver car halted near her. Inside it bore a girl she assumed to be her missing sister, Charming (Yasmien Kurdi). Meanwhile, Bakekang (Sunshine Dizon), with the help of her best friend Marta (Manilyn Reynes), was alighting furnitures and the like from her house saying that the reporters were soon to come. Subsequently, Krystal arrived together with Otik, a friend of Bakekang, and swiftly reported to her mother that she had seen Charming. Bakekang did not believe this and stressed that it was a mere figment of Krystal. Bakekang told Krystal that the reporters were coming and reminded her “to cry” once she press her daughter’s hand. Krystal wondered about her mother’s reminder but can no longer complain. On the spur of the moment, a number of reporters came and were welcomed by Bakekang and Krystal. As they entered the house, Krystal was surprised to see that the furnitures, the sofa, the karaoke, displays&nd ...

hunger proves poverty 2006-11-02 01:17:00 The recent survey of the Social Weather Station (SWS) indicated that 16.9 percent of some 17.4 million households (each having about 5 members) were hungry at least once over the past three months. SWS said in a statement that the results of the survey showed that while some families managed to cross the borderline of poverty, other families began to suffer the deep deprivation of hunger. So, what’s the real problem behind this? Is this the result of the purported economic growth being flaunted by President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo or is it the real image the whole country, including the countries having affairs with us, ought to apperceive? As we can see, the Philippine peso has been continually jabbing throughout its fight against the dollar value. The highest level of peso in four years hit the financial markets at 49.73 to the US dollar due to hefty remittances from OFWs. President Arroyo at a press briefing in Hong Kong yesterday said that she expects the peso to continue to ...

newspaper, anyone? 2006-10-31 20:30:00 Normally, it would be aberrant for a fifteen-year old guy like me to have an obsession with newspaper. You read it right! I have recently indulged myself on reading the Philippine Daily Inquirer in a daily-but-no-so-daily basis. I can’t help reading–that’s it. Once I held the paper in my hands, wait for an hour or two until I am done before chiding me for not doing other stuffs. Paradoxically speaking, it comes to a point that I blame myself for wasting 18 pesos for the crap (o, now I’m dealing with something absurd here) counter to an hour of computer rental. The cost would even be for a Slurpee treat at 7-11, considering that the latter can freeze the hell out of one’s brain. Oftentimes I boil down to frustration every time I find out that the paper contains a few sections. Not long ago had I learned myself that however thick or thin the sheets of paper would appear (make it handful, make it less) it wouldn’t affect the price! How silly of me! Call ...

Ang Yakap Mo (part 1) 2006-10-30 19:39:00 Ang Usapan Isa iyong araw ng Sabado nang nagkasundo kami ng best friend kong si Armie na pumunta sa National Library upang magsaliksik para sa aming term paper sa English. Ikawalo ng umaga sa loob ng 7-11 sa may kanto. Kagaya ng dati, ako ang naunang dumating. Kung palagi lang kaming magpupustahan sa paunahan, sigurado ako sa aking pagkapanalo. Wala pang alas-otso nang nasa loob na ako ng naturang convenient store. Kagaya pa rin ng dati–na sa tuwina’y doon kami nagkikita–kailangan kong bumili upang maging kaaya-ayang tingnan ang aking pamamalagi sa loob. Nakakagutom nga namang maghintay sa isang babaeng ubod ng bagal. Kung ikaw ay lalaki, hindi na ako magtataka kung matu-turn off ka kaagad sa kanya. Sino ba naman ang matutuwa sa kabagalan niya? Aba’t daig niya pa ang pagong sa karera nila ng matsing! Hindi kagaya ng dati, dumating siya ng mas maaga sa aking inaasahan habang kumakain ako ng pandesal. Mabilis lang. Kapansin-pansin ang maaliwalas na ispiritu ni Arm ...

tula 1 2006-10-30 03:49:00 kagaya sa isang panaginip ayoko nang magising kung wala rin namang silbi ang inalay kong pag-ibig. ...

away 2006-10-27 02:33:00 Halos hindi ako makahinga habang nasa bingit ng panganib na aking susuungin. Alam kong sa sandaling lumapit ako sa kay Kevin ay mag-aala-toro siya sa bagsik at sindak. Pero wala nang ibang pagkakataon; lulubusin ko na ngayong mag-isa lang siya. Kailangang ako na ang gumawa ng hakbang. Lumapit ako sa kinauupuan niya malapit sa bintana ng aming silid-aralan. Dahan-dahan lang. Pigil ang hininga, tumigil ako sa harapan niya. Siya ay nakatungo at nang mapansin ang dalawa kong paa ay unti-unti akong siniklaban ng nakakatakot na paningin. Hindi ko malaman ang kahulugan ng titig na iyon. Hindi na ako nagtagal pa. “Ano ba’ng problema mo?” Hindi ko inalis ang tingin ko sa lumiliyab niyang mga mata. Para bang tumaas ang dugo niya hanggang bumbunan. “Hindi ka ba magsasalita?” tanong ko pagkalipas ng isang minutong hindi niya pag-imik; nakatingin lang siya sa akin. “Ano’ng problema ko? Ikaw, ano’ng problema mo?” “Ikaw! Ikaw ang problema ko ...

ano ang silbi ng paghihintay kung parang wala ka nang hihintayin? 2006-10-26 05:38:00 naguguluhan ako. para bang ayoko nang pasiklabin pa ang pagiging magulo ng utak ko. mas gumulo ngayong gabi matapos kong mabasa ang isang paskil ng isang taong malapit sa puso ko. ako man naghihintay din. pero ano pa ang kabuluhan ng paghihintay kung ang hinihintay ko ang parang hindi na kailanman darating pa. ayokong sumuko pero parang wala na talaga akong pag-asa. nakakalungkot isipin na nangungulila ako sa isang taong gusto kong kumalinga sa akin. gusto kong maging mapagpatiyag. alam ko sa sarili ko na maraming bagay ang maaaring ihandog ng pagkakataon sa akin. hindi ako titigil sa paghihintay sa isang taong magdadagdag ng kulay sa aking buhay. ...