"Whoever the leader is, let's help out, huwag na tayong maging pasaway."

As was said by Rico Blanco, a former member of Rivermaya and a member of the hopeful voters of our Philippine Incorporated. Click HERE.

The message was lucid as it was conspicuous. We, Filipinos, rely too much on our national leaders for the progress of  our own country. It's as if the whole managerial functions are solely the work of the national leaders, particularly the President. When everything goes smoothly, we are all heads-up in praise; but when things go the sloppy side of the hill, we end up acrimoniously batting our blames to the officials (which sometimes are true, *bitchy*). I can only nod my head in approval on what R. Blanco had said, and shudder at the same time for the self-awakening truth. We can only point our forefingers and blame blah blah blah, yet forget to look at the other fingers pointing furiously at us. Fancy that! I just don't know where we got these genes of precariously blaming someone and fault-finding. From Spaniards? From the Americans? From the Japanese? Or from the monkeys? Nope. The monkeys will certainly retaliate, "Have you seen a monkey blame a monkey for a failure? Have you seen a corrupt monkey? Have you seen a monkey raped a monkey?" The monkeys will think us as abominable creatures if we decide we descended from their "noble" lineage. Kraaa..kraaa..kraaa. 

R. Blanco, like most of the Filipinos, hopes to see a glorious Philippines with his fellow countrymen helping each other in building the nation. Is it possible to have the "Golden Age" of the Philippines? The answer is not found on the brains of our incumbent or future leaders (nor in their pockets), rather it's in the hands of us, Filipinos. Even if it's the Pope who's already in Malacañang, as long as the people are selfish thieves, then the dream of utopian government will just be a mockery. 

The beacon of progress lies in the hands of the Filipino youth, plebeian, worker and any Filipino that strives, dreams and believes that a peaceful and corrupt-free Philippine government can exist.

Election Update: To those who did not concede yet, please spare your ego. Concede now. As in, now na! 

lacoste.

Spoiler: Hindi ko ho ito karanasan, kundi kay Justine to. Hindi nyo siya kakilala kaya no comment na lang kayo. Lacoste, baby, Lacoste!

Ewan ko nga ba sa batang eto bakit gusto pang lumabas ng bahay. May makakain naman sa kitchen. Lulutuin pa nga lang. At ayoko naman na magluto noh. Hell, it's tiring and it's already 10pm.

"Guys, kain na tayo." Hahay, ang bata talaga, patient din. At persistent pa.

Huni ng kagimbal-gimbal na kuliglig ang narinig nya. Busy ako sa Facebook at blog ko. Grabe kasi to si Sendo sa blogging churva niya. Napapatawa na lang ako. Hahaha..Oi Sendo, bisaya rules! At si Nholl naman busy ata sa kaek-ekan niya sa life.

Anyway, patay-mali kami ni Nholl. Nakakabingi at nakakawala din pala ng conscience ang FB at blog noh. Hmmm...Realizations lang. So, continue ang bata sa exit drama niya at umalis nga papuntang McDo. Sucker for Ronald siya eh. Crush niya ata si Ronald McDo.

Makalipas ang ilang oras. At ang mahabang pasensya sa ingay ng aming mga bituka.

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Bumalik ang bata. Teary-eyed. Hmmm. No reaction lang kami. Lumapit siya kay Nholl. Ayaw niya sa akin, kasi daw masyado daw akong honest. Well, I'm just following Oscar Wilde's suggestion, "True friends stab you in the front." Kaya saksakan na siya ng inis sa akin.

"Alam mo ba na may ginawa sa akin ang tricycle driver?"

"HUH?!", tanong namin ni Nholl. Of course worried din kami. "Na-rape ka?"

"Hindi. Hiningan nya ako ng 20 pesos." (Dapat kasi 5 pesos lang ang fare eh.)

Inis effect kami nang marinig namin ito. "So, what's so common naman sa concern mo? Nagbigay ka ba?"

"Hindi. Hindi nga. Kaya tinawag niya akong BUWAYA. BUWAYA daw ako. Yung isa pa nga, sabi niya Lacoste daw ako. Lacoste, kasi maliit daw." At doon bumigay na din ang bata.

Tili na lang ng aming mga tawa ang pumaibabaw.

On Accomplishments

Wow..finally i'm done with my PTC. So tiring, yet so rewarding. There are so many things to plan now ,and , put to action those plans. Hahaiz..Natapos din. Prepare na naman for the next maka-nosebleed na mga work. 5 days na Teacher's Summit, vacation galore (sleep all day ang drama), and then summer camp class (madugong work load na naman)... Well, i'm enjoying every bit of it, yung tipong dina-digest ko ng piece by piece. Work can be demanding but ika nga ni Grover Cleveland, "Honor lies in honest toil." Oh di ba? Kahit naman bleeding to death na ang work attitude mo, at least it's an honor for you. Self-fulfilment kung baga. Lol.

things na na-accomplish ko for today:
1. Finish the DepEd promotional report
2. my PTC (parents-teacher conference)..finally done! aww..it's been a week na since i've been doing this noh!
3. Materiasl Inventory report - sumakit likod ko dito..huhuhuh..
4. assist sa Graduation practices - oi finally!...hahahaha..'gratz for the graduating class and moving up Casa children..wetowew!
5. matulog ng maaga (10:30 pm!)..kagabi pa to actually..feeling refreshed na me now..
6. kumain ng sundae, pagkatapos ng post na ito..wahahahaa..

I miss Timmy, cute boy...

On Picnic and Tug-of-War

This afternoon, the children had picnic to formally close the school year. Hehehe. I'm giggling right now. It was a blast! So much fun. 'Yon chibogs to the max ang mga bata, at siyempre kami na din. It was a potluck, so sharing ang message noh. There were pizzas, cakes, puto, pasta, chicken, cookies and dozens of hungry mouths. Lol. After eating, we played the "walang kamatayang" tug-of-war and mind you, the dusts on my feet and my shirt are not enough to tell the real story. Sobrang saya talaga. A good way to end the school year...Laughter.
Siyempre, una mga Grade 1 vs Grade 2. Hala bira! It was a struggle. Kung baga, "eat the dust baby!" yung drama. It was quite windy outside and...dusty, as well. Pero tuloy pa rin. Ika nga nila, tuloy ang laban. So hila, hatak, hila, hatak...and guess who won? It was the Grade 1 students! Then next, Grade 3 vs Grade 4. Pull, pull, and more pull. And the Grade 4 won. Then comes the most exciting part, Level 1 vs Level 2 children. Of course, sangkatutak ang dami ng Level 1. Still, go pa rin sina kuya at ate, wanting to prove something. And there goes the small guys itching to beat their senior schoolmates. Hatak, hila, hatak, hila.... Dust, sweat, frowned ad struggling faces were the silent witnesses of that game. Bira doon, hatak dito. Hulaan nyo sino nanalo? Of course, the Level 1. But ayaw pumayag ng mga kuya, so a rematch was done. And still the older ones, proved to be unfavored by their number, lost the game. They just end it with a smile.
It was a great day! I'll post the pictures next time. ;)

Proud To Be Pinoy! Manny Wins!

I am not really a fan of boxing. Nor even of Manny Pacquiao. But I can't help but be proud as a Filipino, that once again Manny raised the glory of our country a pedestal higher. An exaggeration but truth at the same time. Hehehe. Every time a Filipino achieves a feat I can't help but be drowned with my nationalistic spirit. So intoxicating. Maganda talagang maging Pinoy. We've been through bad times but still our country, our fellow Filipinos, are still wearing the same strength and endurance tested by time. Congratz Manny!