tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7634234784352733862024-03-14T00:22:10.739-07:00Smile AvenueReaction FormationLove Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-5891785364579546242010-08-15T04:44:00.001-07:002010-08-15T04:44:58.336-07:00Confessions of a Slack Student<br /><br />As a typical student vulnerable to the intellectual demands of teachers and the university itself; I was caught in a dilemma between confronting a “hell of a day” that costs me a lot of intellectual reading and memorizing ‘powers’ paired with inadequate sleep; and escaping a day that would surely lead to future disappointment of failing grades.<br /><br />Part I: Before Hell is still Hell<br />Tuesday on my Abnormal Psychology (major subject) class, I was preoccupied about what would happen on the next day given that I have a lot of lapses-to-be-coped and things that I should do. That was also the day I took a quiz on Developmental Psychology that covers four chapters from our textbook. The four chapters itself causes distress on my part especially after reading it all, and ending up in a quiz that covers only a small portion of that chapters.<br /><br />My Abnormal Psychology class started 4:15 PM and ended at exactly 7:00 PM and it costs me an hour trip before I could fill my hungry stomach and feel the ambiance of home. Still haven’t recovered from both information bombardment and saturation on that day, the fear of not passing the Bio31 lecture exam – 4 chapters – and laboratory quiz (on frog muscles and internal organs) puts my body in adrenalin. Note that I got an F-grade on both laboratory and lecture in the midterms.<br /><br />After I took my dinner, my body was at ease but my mind keeps on telling me that I am in deep trouble. Amid the threat, I gratified my physical demands; I took a nap while setting my alarm on 12:00 PM – the time I planned to start my reading.<br /><br />The sound of alarm awakens me and I can feel stress still sinking in the process. I didn’t open my eyes but started walking to reach a glass of water in the kitchen table. After, I turned on the switch, boiled a cup of water and prepared my coffee-smoke tandem – a requirement to keep me alive (justification).<br /><br />I pulled my handouts from my bag and discovered that it’s not as thick as what I have apprehended. “Asus! Gamay raman diay” I told myself, but when I started reading; I found out that it was a reduced version with a font size approximately 8. Since then, I doubted if I could finish it ‘till morning. To cope with it, I focused reading on the bold items hoping that I’m on the right track. More or less 3:00 AM, I started memorizing frog muscles and internal organs. I felt so tired and sleepy during those moments but I know I have to persevere and continue studying – extreme determination though.<br /><br />At exactly 4:30 AM, I am partially done memorizing everything – 80%-90%. “Time to sleep thin man,” I told myself, then, the “Personality Imitating Assignment” shocks my consciousness. I have not yet encoded my assignment and it opposes my extreme desire to sleep. The assignment wins and I have finished it after an hour.<br /><br />To be continued…….<br />Note: I don’t have proofreading skills so please bear with me.Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-4967600874430569382010-08-15T04:43:00.001-07:002010-08-15T04:43:55.208-07:00You Are LoveYou are love<br /><br />Like a thunder bolt that awakens my humanity<br />A storm that devastated my being;<br />Chaos and bliss<br /><br />You crafted every inch of my mortality<br />You are the threshold to my famine;<br />Death and lust<br /><br />The wizard in my dreams<br />You are the spell of uncertainty;<br />Loneliness and ecstasy<br /><br />You are the blacksmith of my sentiency<br />The blur of my reality;<br />Twisting yet veridical<br /><br />You are love<br />A double-edged sword<br /><br />The onslaught and the omegaLove Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-79541159867794206082010-08-15T04:32:00.000-07:002010-08-15T04:36:56.668-07:00To-do-or-not-to-Do--->work<br />-->work<br />---->work<br />--->write - car insurance<br />---> write - motorhomes<br />--------------->write - ATV<br />-------->write - car auctions<br />--->study<br /><br />Been doing this since April and it's boring actually. It's like stepping on the brakes while traveling 120km/hour on an empty highway. And it's not worth the cash!!Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-72937317066168660512009-12-29T19:25:00.000-08:002009-12-29T19:32:11.424-08:00Silence! Great Minds at Work. xD<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/SzrJTGlc3gI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CMNOZsRyYco/s1600-h/di.lg.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/SzrJTGlc3gI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CMNOZsRyYco/s320/di.lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420866431516204546" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-family:";color:#333333;">After the guards checked if I have heavy artilleries/weapons of mass destruction in my bag – I didn’t let him touch my waist, syempre! – I head to the library to scan my “notes”. The beep of the scanner connotes that I am a bona fide XU student, searching for knowledge. Joke!</span></span><span style="Tahoma","sans-serif";font-family:";color:#333333;"><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">In the entrance of the 2nd floor (really dunno the section-name), I stood tall and walk using the “gorgeous walking style” my sisters taught me.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">Being in the library is not that simple, it requires a good vision and keen observation. For real guys, here’s the pattern: First, scan for beautiful faces amid the boundaries/blocks that interferes your vision. Second, scan for the most strategic position favorable for you to see that gorgeous face. And third, scan your notes and try to look on the beautiful lady every time you memorize something. Note that if the first step and second step is negative; try to proceed to the next floor. Impossible nga wala! (Jessy and Ony, please don’t deny this!)</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">I used the pattern and I found myself looking – with no distractions--at the beauties in the Library. She actually looked like Jessica Alba in the making. Well, that was on the right side. On the left side, I named her Kristin Kreuk. Both of them furrowed their brow while reading huge books – a sign of seriousness, intellect, and deep analysis of something. For me, they deserved to be crowned! Beauty and Brains – fits my preference.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">Scanning my notes (RS20.Hahahaha), I also furrowed my brow syempre! After 20 mins., I looked at them again and feel sorry. J.Alba fell asleep – I hope she’s dreaming about answers – and K.Kreuk is on her headset, the books are gone and she’s preparing for sleep. The ultimate turn-off! I hope next time they’ll bring blankets in the lib.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">Anyways, who am I to judge them. The library is indeed a quiet place for students committed to STUDY and SLEEP? Hehehehe. As what I’ve observed (it’s also my technique), opening of notes and playing Mp3’s is a discreet introduction for a good, quiet, air-conditioned, “educational” sleep!</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">After a while, I also fell asleep and when I opened my eyes; I looked outside the window and found “The Bee’s”.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">To Alba and Kreuk, they managed to reach my short-term memory. Hehehehe..Rots! Carrots!</span> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Tahoma","sans-serif";font-family:";color:#333333;"><span class="apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Tahoma","sans-serif";font-family:";color:#333333;"><span class="apple-style-span">note: I don't have proofreading talents. Sorry. xD</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Tahoma","sans-serif";font-family:";color:#333333;"><span class="apple-style-span">Palag ka?/comments: odeskanjo@yahoo.com</span></span></p>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-62894861754651665242009-12-29T19:20:00.000-08:002009-12-29T19:23:03.782-08:00Ho-Ha-Ho-Ha<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/SzrHaLFCABI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LKvIrc_UxPs/s1600-h/smokingEPA_468x316.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/SzrHaLFCABI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LKvIrc_UxPs/s320/smokingEPA_468x316.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420864353958232082" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-family:";color:#333333;">Ho and Ha (null and alternative?)</span></span><span style="Tahoma","sans-serif";font-family:";color:#333333;"><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">As a student, syempre! I arrived at school at exactly 9:30 and my exam is set on 1:40 P.M., so, I have ample time to scan my “notes”. As a daily routine, I need to hit some “smoke” before I let guards touch my sexy waist.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">Hooooooo!(Ho) There is no significant difference if I stop smoking. Haaaaaaaaaaaa!(Ha) There is………Hoooooo! Smoke is in my lungs adding nicotine to my blood. Haaaaaaaaaaa! Smoke is out and it’s carbon dioxide for the trees. I smoke because I care for the trees – altruism. X.x</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">Hoooo…I can’t breathe! Miss Xyc.23 passing through, and she takes by breathe away. (cheesy). I really wanted to stop smoking! I just can’t. Haaaaa..There is, if I can….</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span">To all the trying hard smokers, please STOP SMOKING! You don't know how it feels like to be addicted.</span></span></p>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-27023129697034664552009-12-29T18:54:00.000-08:002009-12-30T03:32:02.915-08:00A Record Underwater<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/SzrDn-zKovI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uSqA-7UMahc/s1600-h/underwater.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/SzrDn-zKovI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uSqA-7UMahc/s320/underwater.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420860193133732594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A Record Underwater</div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Do you believe in the theory that smokers don’t have powers underwater? Say YES and I’ll be proud to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">spit</i> this on your face: I’ve been underwater for 1.5 minutes, without snorkel, and was able to pose. Hail to the Chain Smokers League of the Philippines! A “layman’s theory” had just been Scrapped!</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">The first paragraph is absolutely pointless and senseless. Well, I’m just happy to spread the message that I was able to pose underwater, that’s all. For me, it’s an achievement because not everybody who smokes furiously can pose underwater, I believe. Also, I was able to surpass my friends' underwater posing skills. Note that he doesn't smoke! Ever! </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Another thing, though this is not new to everyone but, what is more amazing in my discovery is that I was able to create bubbles, extraordinary bubbles, underwater. Aside from releasing intestinal gases through my anus – I wonder how the bubbles smells like after it puffs – I was able to create <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal">bubbles with smoke inside</b>. Amazing right? For me it’s beeeeaaautiful! How I wish we owned one of those underwater video cameras so that I could show you guys the beauty of what I’ve mentioned.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p>Readers please bear with me, those things could be so simple for you, but for me, it gives me fleeting happiness and a smile that I can keep for at least, five minutes? xD.</o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">My next mission is to perfectly fry an egg – a sunny-side up with the yellow yolk strictly at the center and is intact (forms a close-to-perfect circle) ‘till served. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Note:<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"> I don't have proofreading talents. Sorry. xD. Effort ra kaayo noh?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Please send me some of your little happy moments: odeskanjo@yahoo.com</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 55px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><br /></span></p>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-57099444705802046482008-04-09T23:37:00.000-07:002008-12-13T05:03:34.653-08:00ambak!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R_22KMP34tI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y24Zmho5X6Y/s1600-h/free.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187502632003429074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R_22KMP34tI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y24Zmho5X6Y/s320/free.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Standing steady on a cliff<br />Sharply staring at the water below<br />Reminiscing my tragic history<br />Anticipating what would happen if I make another dive<br /><br />I have done this before<br />It feels so good at first<br />But the bliss has become a tragedy<br />and it ends like a disaster<br /><br />Closed eyes, again I dare to dive<br />Here with me is my guts<br />Experience, magic wand and a bunch<br />Of Christmas lights<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">120km/hr. no brakes!<br />(ga dive: (shout)ang sikad palihog kog parking)</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br />Undressed my life jacket<br />Untangled from my fears<br />Unstrung from my apprehensions<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Afraid to see what lies ahead</div><p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">*abri isa ka mata*</p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">OMayGahd! Im 60 Feet under</p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Gud Lak sa Shark! Aw!</p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">*memba libre, Marimar Aw!*</p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">*sayaw-sayaw*</p>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-1381881634525677322008-04-09T22:49:00.001-07:002009-12-29T20:05:21.728-08:00“Lovers of Nowhere”<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R_2qssP34rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7IePg5toHC0/s1600-h/ist2_134726_road_to_nowhere.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187490030569382578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R_2qssP34rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7IePg5toHC0/s320/ist2_134726_road_to_nowhere.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R_2qiMP34qI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mwCLTEbVc3c/s1600-h/ist2_134726_road_to_nowhere.jpg"></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">Though unsure, yet they traveled</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">For them, uncertainty is not a hindrance but a positive force that gives them the thrill</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">A pleasure that lasts ‘till the end of the show.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">A fervor that converted their trepidation into bliss</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">Time may be too cruel for them</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">Distance may rip them apart</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">Hesitation may vanquish their emotions</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">But their passion is unshakable</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">And their feelings is invincible</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">The speed of their untamed emotions gives adrenalin</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">To their endless journey to a place they do not know</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">To a place where love may come and never go</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">To a place apposite for the lovers of nowhere</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0pt; " align="center">note: Pinaka-una naq nga ambot unsa ni..T.T</p>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-83898815636347656992008-03-16T06:57:00.001-07:002008-12-13T05:03:35.474-08:00Konseling!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R90oYe4W_BI/AAAAAAAAAE4/OaPkys7qub8/s1600-h/elan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178339547617360914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R90oYe4W_BI/AAAAAAAAAE4/OaPkys7qub8/s320/elan.jpg" width="240" border="0" /></a> "Counseling"<br /><div>counselor: Ok ra ka sir *dukol*</div><br /><div>client: Ok ra wa ra man ko problema</div><br /><div>counselor: ah..ok..so unsa man imong ika-istorya? *dukol*</div><br /><div>client: onsa man akong i-istorya?</div><br /><div>counselor: ah..ok..*dukol*</div><br /><div>counselor: *tuslok mata, sipa, dukol* Wafak!, Kablags!</div><div></div><div></div><div>Kung makita ninyo ning bayhaha..palihog ko report sa police!</div><div>Wanted Na!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R90naO4W_AI/AAAAAAAAAEw/34ghLUEbef0/s1600-h/elan.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-54943026904347695592008-03-14T23:24:00.001-07:002008-12-13T05:03:35.825-08:00Circles<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9uFXO4W-9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6CVHDcVrfCc/s1600-h/IMG_4777_serene_circles.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177878830770486226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9uFXO4W-9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6CVHDcVrfCc/s320/IMG_4777_serene_circles.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9uFLe4W-8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/hdiJLQCB9Ic/s1600-h/IMG_4777_serene_circles.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9t22O4W-7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EoKqCusXGcs/s1600-h/circles-778756.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9t1yO4W-6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/HD4zdwflb1Y/s1600-h/circles-778756.jpg"></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">The problem was raised<br />And resolutions were made<br />Determination fails<br />Deficiency came<br />I’m done!<br /><br />I’m back!<br />The same problem rose<br />And resolutions were made again<br />Determination is here<br />Deficiency came<br /><br />The very same problem rose again!<br />And resolutions were made again!<br />Determination is here again!<br />Deficiency came<br /><br />The very same problem rose again!<br />And resolutions were made again!<br />Determination fails again<br />Deficiency came<br />I’m done!<br /><br />Like circles, no matter how long the line is,<br />It would always return to a common point.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="left">As long as a point (problem) would be left unresolved<br />It would always go in circles</div></div></div>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-44996609172547865902008-03-13T04:54:00.000-07:002008-03-15T01:17:09.267-07:00The VoicesThe voices, He can hear them again..<br />Amplified everyday, the tiny whispers became loud noises<br />voices, voices that weakens his unwavering beliefs.Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-14056500709535351512008-03-12T01:46:00.000-07:002009-12-29T20:00:35.779-08:00Open Message<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9jVTu4W-yI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Zy3itTv25g/s1600-h/sad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177122306641034018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 506px" height="400" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9jVTu4W-yI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Zy3itTv25g/s400/sad.jpg" width="423" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>For years I’ve been searching for my long lost love, but you, you might be the new beginning, a creation that even the gods and the wicked witches could not even think of.<br /><br />Yes you are, you are the love,<br />And you are the artisan that may craft every inch of my being.<br /><br />The old wizard in my dreams that can turn ice into shake, stones into small stones, mangoes into mango jam, More into Marlboro and best of all coffee into coffe<em>latte</em>,<br /><br />The Hannibal in my nightmares that eats every piece of my despair and loneliness leaving a shower of ecstasy that soothes even to my dead nails.<br /><br />The Aragon that gives fatal blows that leaves me speechless, the feeling of being anaesthetized by the slashes of a deadly hollow.<br /><br />The Blacksmith that can unveil the true emotions of a heart made from the finest stones of suffering and despair. </div><div></div><br /><div></div><div>Monsterriffic, Godlike, Animalistic, Magnificent, Hannibal, Flesh eater, Sorcerer, Magician, Mamaligyaay, tindera og isda, manuroyay og palitaw, security guard sa IIT, Bartender, Anarkista, punkista, Batista, Vegetarian, Bavarian, Barbarian, Barbaric..ugbp...<br /><br /><b><br /></b></div></div>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-3981527935631748822008-03-12T01:28:00.000-07:002008-12-13T05:03:36.489-08:00Hinahabol ng Tanong-Tang-Ina!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9jg1-4W-0I/AAAAAAAAADI/WHwcWukxc7E/s1600-h/ExhaustedGlobe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177134989679459138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9jg1-4W-0I/AAAAAAAAADI/WHwcWukxc7E/s400/ExhaustedGlobe.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9eV4O4W-tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Oh_MImdldcE/s1600-h/IMG_1880.jpg"></a></p><div align="center"><strong>Mga common(sumo) na questions sa buntag before mi mag-rally:</strong><br /><br /><em>Ang paghahanda para sa isang mobilisasyon ay hindi ganun kadali. Piangpaplanuhan, pinag-aaralan at higit sa lahat binibigyan ng atensyon.</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Kahit napagplanuhan na, may mga bagay na hindi inaasahan o napaghandaan, kaya't maraming katanungan sa pagdating sa sagupaan.</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Rally @ 9:00 A.M.<br /></em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>5 - 6:00 A.M. – wake-up call<br /></strong>Bok na kay kape?<br />Kinsay datu diha? (searching for poorTune)<br />Na ka extra t-shirt?<br />Na ka shampoo diha?<br />Unsay atong sud-anon karon?<br />Na pay bugas?<br /><br /><strong>6:30 A.M.</strong><br />Kinsay tao sa CR?<br />Kinsay sunod maligo?<br />Imo nang gitxt silang kuan?<br />Nakita na ang ubang flags?<br />Natxtan na ang sakyanan?<br />Kinsa kahay pwede motarbaho ani noh?<br />Naa nay nagpalit pagkaon?<br /><br /><strong>7:00 A.M.</strong><br />Naluto nang kan-on?<br />Abot nang sakyanan?<br />Nakatxt na ang taga-area?<br />Na-unify na nimo si kuan?<br />Nag-confirm na si kuan?<br />Naplastar na ang placards?<br />Asa naman si kuan?<br /><br /><strong>7:30 A.M.</strong><br />Kaabot na kaha sila sa area?<br />Naka-andam na kaha sila sa area?<br />Asa gain to sila tagboon?<br />Pila daw sila sa area? kanang final?<br />Kinsay mouna sa post office?<br />Dugay pa na sila?<br /><br /><strong>8:00 A.M</strong>.<br />Nakaandam na kaha to sila?<br />Kinsay gahawid sa permit?<br />Agi-an ra man ta diri noh?<br />Moabot gyud si kuan?<br />Asa na ang ubang gamit?<br />Kinsay kita sa megaphone?<br />Wa pa gihapon ang sakyanan nato?<br />Kinsay mokuha sa streamer?<br /><br /><strong>8:30 A.M</strong><br />Nakaka-on na tanan?<br />Ok ra ka bok?<br />Sa may pamati nimo?<br />Kaabot na ang mga speaker?<br />Ang mga placards, flags, naandam na?<br />Silang kuan, pila daw sila kabuok?<br />Panaog na sila?<br />Mouna na lang mi?<br />Ang taga-area padulong na?<br />Kamusta man daw didto?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Na-unify na nimo si kuan?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Muabot pa kaha si kuan?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>9:00 A.M.<br /></strong>Wala pa sila?<br />Asa na si kuan?<br />Kinsay kuyog nimo?<br />Asa na ang isa ka emcee?<br />Dugay pa sila moabot?<br />Magsugod na lang ta?<br />Maayo unta kung modayon sila noh?<br />Nakatxt na sila?<br />Unsay update diha sa area?<br />Kinsay wala pa makaabot?<br />Kinsa may pwede mapuli ani?<br />Asa na man sila?<br />Onsa may plastada ani?<br />Kinsay incharge ani?<br />Asa mang command diri?<br />Ok ra to?<br />Dugay pa gyud to sila?<br />Layo pa?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kinsay atong ipuli kang kuan?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mudayon pa ta aning isa?<br />Nganong nadugay man?<br />Onsa may mayo ani karon?<br />Sugdan na lang gyud ni nato?<br />Mao ra ni ang nangabot?<br />Daghan lagi ta?<br />Bag-o na ning battery?<br />Intelligence nang naa sa atbang?<br />Kaila ka anang isa diha?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kinsa nang kuyog?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Naa man na siya atong miaging rally diba?<br />Nakareply ang media?<br />Niabot na ang ABS?<br /></span><br /><strong>Mga katanungang Tang-Ina!<br />Din na po tayo magtataka kung bakit maraming praning na aktibista<br />Katanungan sa Mundo na kailangang sagutin at bigyang linaw<br />Di pwdeng takasan, di pwedeng takbuhan!<br />Tanong, tanong, tanong<br />Tanong pa</strong>!</div>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-31031911435277727342008-03-12T01:08:00.000-07:002008-12-13T05:03:37.125-08:00Mr. Sing-Git<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9kCQO4W-2I/AAAAAAAAADY/q3HZ5F67-4U/s1600-h/Resize%2520of%2520IMG_1884.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177171724534741858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9kCQO4W-2I/AAAAAAAAADY/q3HZ5F67-4U/s400/Resize%252520of%252520IMG_1884.jpg" width="290" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;">Sound tzek! tzek! tzek!<br />Mic test, one, two, three<br />Mic test, test mic<br /><br />Murag wala man, nagtingog ba?<br />Hinay na sigurong battery ani noh? </span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;">Wala tay kaabangan lain diha?<br /><br />Kani daw, Tzek!<br />Ok na bok? Bok!<br />Madungog na diha?<br />Hinay pa? Kusgan nato?<br />Palihog daw ko lubag sa volume diha<br />Ok Salamat! Tzek!<br /><br />Sound check! Chek!<br />Mic test, test mike<br />Testing one, two, three<br />Hinay pa japon?<br />Maklaro ra man kaha?<br />Ok na ni ouy.<br /><br />Mr. Singgit: Sagot! Sagot! Sagot sa kahirapan:<br />Crowd: Ratatatatat! Ratatatatat! Boom! Boom! Boom!<br /><br />Ok na guro ni, kadungog na man sila.<br />Sugdan na nato!<br /><br />Pahir….ksshhhk..ah.achu!...a.a..pa.pa<br />Errrr..Pa.pa..Pahir.aa.pp.<br /><br />Aga muhlach: Traktor o Solmux?</span></strong></div>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-763423478435273386.post-41150238098790677992008-03-10T03:42:00.000-07:002008-12-13T05:03:37.312-08:00Babagsak si Gloria!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9UXB-4W-lI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ohdvurdyjlc/s1600-h/gloria_arroyo_fascist.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176068669558946386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AKDVPF14OKs/R9UXB-4W-lI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ohdvurdyjlc/s400/gloria_arroyo_fascist.gif" border="0" /></a> Ang mga pangyayari ngayon sa bansa katulad ng lumalalang krisis pang-ekonomiya, bumabagsak na kabuhayan ng mga Pilipino, tumitinding krisis pampulitika, dismoralidad sa eleksyon, parami-ng-paraming biktima ng <em>political killings at disappearance</em>, at iba pang mga di kanais-nais na pangyayari ay hudyat ng palipas nang uri ng lipunan (semi-feudal, neo-colonial) sa bansa.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Mauuna si Gloria!</span><br /><br />Halatang nagpoposturang tigasin ang ang (P)resident Evil ng Malacanyang na si Gloria Macapal Arroyo kasama ang kanyang mga alipores at kapamilya na tinaguriang <em>Mafia</em> sa Malacanyang.<br /><br /><br />Ilang ulit sinabi ng rehimen na hindi siya bababa sa poder at may balak pa itong umupo sa pwesto lagpas ng 2010 sa pamamagitan ng CHA-CHA o di kaya'y Martial Law.<br /><br />Pero kahit ano pang sabihin ng rehimen, halatang namumuo na ngayon at patuloy na lumalakas ang demokratikong pwersang nananawagan sa pagpapatalsik kay GMA. Halos sa lahat ng araw, binabato ng mga batikos at malalakas na protesta si GMA at nakakasisiguro tayong praning ang pangulo kung paano mabawasan ang mga kontradiksyon sa kanyang panunungkulan.<br /><br />Kagaya noong mga nakaraang "<em>people power", a</em>ng lahat ng mga elemento sa pagpapatalsik sa isang basurang presidente ay makikita mo rin sa panahon ni Arroyo.<br /><br />Malaking isyu<br /><ul><li>(ZTE-NBN)</li><br /><li>Namumuo o palaki-ng-palaking kilos protesta. (mainly manggagawa at magsasaka, estudyante at ilang propesyunal)</li><br /><li>pagtiwalag ng ilang alipores ng rehimen</li><br /><li>Pagsama ng taong simbahan sa panawagan ng taongbayan (individuals lang)</li><br /><li>Political Repression</li><br /><li>Pagkahati-hati ng military (hindi masyadong halata) - babaliktad lang ang militar sa panahon na mas dadami pa ang taong magpoprotesta.</li></ul><span style="color:#ff0000;">Tigreng-Papel</span><br /><p><span style="color:#000000;">Tigreng-Papel ang rehimen kung ikukumpara sa lakas ng pagkakaisa ng taongbayan. Matatapang lang ang kanyang mga binibitawang salita samantalang alam naman natin kung gaano kalakas ang kanyang panunungkulan. </span></p><p>Gumamit na ang rehimen ng dahas sa pagsupil sa lumalaking kilos protesta, pinararatangan niyang may mga miyembro daw ng NPA na sasama sa mga rally. Lumang tugtugin naman ang naging sagot ng taong-bayan sa paratang ng rehimen. Ginagawa niya ito upang gawing lehitimo ang pagsupil sa karapatang-pantao at buwagin ang mga mobilisasyon ng taongbayan.</p><p>Hindi na niya kayang lokohin ang taongbayan sa pamamagitan ng kanyang propagandang pangkabuhayan at kaunlaran. Kaya ang dahas ang huling-baraha ng rehimen, kagaya nalang sa mga nagdaang pangulo na napatalsik ng people power. </p>Sa paggamit ng rehimen ng dahas, lalong nagiibayo ang galit sa puso ng mamamayan, lalong lalakas ang pagtutol, lalong pinapadali ni GMA ang kanyang panunungkulan.<br /><br />Sa sitwasyon ngayon, halatang Mauuna si Gloria!<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Alternatibo:</span><br /><br /><p><span style="color:#000000;">Nananatiling tapat ang pangulo sa US para lalong lumakas ang kapit nito sa Malakanyang, ang US naman ay hindi pa tinatanggal ang suporta kay Gloria. Pero alam nating lahat na darating din ang araw, katulad sa nangyari kay Marcos at Estrada, kapag mabaho na talaga ang tuta ng US sa poder, hindi na niya kaya pang suportahan nito at siguradong itatambak nalang ito sa basurahan ng kasaysayan.</span></p><p>Noong nakaraang people power, nakamaniobra ang US sa pamamagitan ng paglalagay ng kanyang mga tuta sa hanay ng mga nagpoprotesta at nagpo-project pa para tanghaling susunod na presidente. Pero pasencya sa US dahil natuto na ang masa sa kanyang karanasan sa people power. Hindi solusyon ang paggamit ng <em>Law of succession</em>, dapat magkaroon ng bagong alternatibo. Kagaya ng people power ang <em>Transition council</em> ang pinakapatok ngayon sa taongbayan. Isa itong <em>extra-legal</em> na paraan. Ito ang magbibigay ng immediate relief sa masa dahil tatanggalin nito ang lahat ng anti-people na batas na pinirmahan ng pangulo. Ito rin ang maghahanda para sa susunod na eleksyon kung ninanais ng mamayan na magkaroon pa ng panibagong eleksyon.</p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"></p><br /><br /></span><p></p>Love Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14622118294788451726noreply@blogger.com0