Monday, June 30, 2008

MGA BAGAY NA NATUTUNAN SA PAMATAY SA TAGAYTAY by Sir Jovi

Sa kabila ng maraming bagay na hindi nasunod sa ating mga plano,maraming salamat at kahit paano ay natuloy ang ating "Pamatay sa Tagaytay." At talaga namang "pamatay" ito, gaya ng pinatunayan ni JoeCo noong Linggo ng umaga (at mukhang kumapit pa sa balat ng mga taong
nakaamoy nito). Tulad ng dati, marami na naman tayong natutunan mulasa karanasang ito gaya ng mga sumusunod:

TAMANG PAGBABASA: upang hindi magmukhang ewan at hindi makagulo sa napagusapan, basahin ang email mula sa "naunang" dumating at hindi sa"pinakahuli"; makakatulong din ito sa pagbawas ng sakit ng ulo, pagkalito at pambabalahura

TAMANG PAGKAIN: makakabuting huwag kumain ng maraming cake habang nakikipaginuman; maliban sa ito ay isang malaking katakawan, maaari din itong magdulot ng biglaang pagbabago ng hangin sa loob at labas ng banyo na maaaring ikamatay pa ng sinomang makakaamoy nito

TAMANG PAGINOM: huwag kang lalaban ng inuman lalo pa't nangako ka na magdadala ng ginataang hipon, kesong puti at itlog (ni manong) na maalat; ang di pagdating ng itlog na maalat ay maaari ding maging sanhi ng pagbabago ng lugar kung saan magkikita at labis na pagkaantala ng pagalis; ang mga bagay na ito ay dapat maiwasan lalo pa't lahat ay atat na atat na makarating sa Tagaytay kung saan pinilit tapusin ni Jackie ang Bibliya na binabasa niya habang tayo ay hinihintay.

TAMANG PAGGALANG: huwag halayin ang isang pari lalo pa't katatapos lang magmisa; hindi dapat gamiting kasangkapan ang pagble-bless lalo pa't ang hangarin lamang ay makapisil ng kamay; bukod sa ito ay isang tanda ng kamunduhan, sintomas din ito ng kawalan ng kakayanang
magpigil sa tawag ng laman.

TAMANG PAGTANGGAP NG MANLILIGAW: huwag magpapaligaw sa cellphone kapag kasama mo ang kaibigan mo, lalo pa nga kung hiniram lamang ng manliligaw mo sa kasamahan nyang guard na naka-duty rin sa gabi ang cellphone na ginagamit nya pantawag sa iyo; bukod sa ito ay labag sa kanyang trabaho, hindi rin naman maganda na mabawasan ang kanyang kinse pesos na load upang matawagan ka lang; huwag din mahiyang tawagin siyang "manong" lalo pa kung may edad na siya; tanda lamang ito ng paggalang

Aalahanin ko pa yong ilang bagay na natutunan natin...pero sa kabila ng lahat, masaya naman ang lakad natin kahit paano...pwede na rin...

Salamat sa birthday celebrants - Joe Co, Ice, Lilay at Avel - sa pagbabahagi ng kanilang araw at pera sa atin. Happy birthday most especially kay Jen - ang saya ng pa-party niya - tingnan nyo pa yong mga photos galing kay Lois.

Salamat Jen sa pagdadala ng sasakyan, sana hindi naman masyadong naguluhan sa atin si Yancy (at sana payagan ka uli sa mga susunod pa nating lakad)

Salamat Ice sa pagaasikaso ng pagkain. Sana nasiyahan si Chelo kahit paano...(kayo na ang bahalang magdagdag dito)

Salamat Jack sa kanin at sa ating spaghetti. Parang gusto ko na nga gawing red ang favorite color ko...mabuhay ka! Huwag kang magalala, lapit na dating si Papa. Hindi ka na noon aawayin.

Salamat Lois sa banner...kahit paano ay naipapakita mo sa kumpanya na kapakipakinabang ka habang ginagawa mo ang mga bagay na walang kaugnayan sa iyong trabaho.

Higit sa lahat, salamat sa lahat ng mga taga Pala-pala.

Patuloy tayong maging masaya...mas mahalaga yon kaysa pera.

Ingat kayo lagi, :-)

PAMATAY SA TAGAYTAY

There's none on earth that's as refreshing and as stress-busting than an enjoyable get-away with extremely hilarious and rib-tickling friends, and to rejoice with them in the hour of great happiness. weeeeeeWe had advance and post-natal day celebrations for our dearest friends (Ice, Dioko, Avel and my sister Lai) which meant night long videoke kantahan and tawanan and kalokohan (and ahitan..hehehe.. joke lang) Tagaytay was the chosen venue, maiba naman dahil nakakasawa na din sa pansol, calamba! ahihihi.

We took a less than hour trip to Tagaytay Saturday night after the whirling mass of confusing details circulated in the yahoo group. Like Sir Jovi, i am as confused as he is as to whether the yahoo group does great help in our communication, or it would be hell a lot better if communications would just revert back to the text-text-na-lang style, mas nagkakaintindihan pa daw sa ganun. bwahahah. In fairness to our moderator Sec Jen, we take our hats off for her bold effort in creating our Yahoo Group. It's just that maybe, we really are too occupied with so many things... we tend to read e-mails in order of the most recent received ones, and so the details tend to get jumbled. Bwahahaha. Nakakalurky.
After the razzmatazz, the group headed to Caleruega for the Sunday Morning Mass. (The place itself is my respite, i love Caleruega.) The devil then succeeded in intercepting our sanctified union with the Holy spirit when we girls almost swooned upon the sight of one of the priests, Rev. Fr. Stephen Redillas. I bet most of the people near us who have been solemnly placing themselves in the presence of the Almighty have been distracted also upon hearing us murmuring "Si Fr. Stephen ba un?" and seeing us all in our beautiful eyes while staring at one of the priest officiating the mass. Fr. Stephen used to be the apple of our eyes back when we were in college. Major kilig nga e. Ahihihih. After the mass, i approached Father and told him, "Father, pa bless po." I reached for his hand while he was placing his right palm on my forehead. Sir Jovi kidded me that i should have told father instead "Father, pa-touch po." Tsk tsk. Sir, ang bastos naman naman nun. hahaha.


We were also served lunch at Caleruega c/o Jackie, and indeed, the meals served (kalderetang baka, veggie salad with vinegrette, soup, and banana) were indeed scrummy! (yummyness mode)
On our way home, we took a stop at Amira's house of Pastries and Bag of Beans, where i had a pack of Cinnamon Bread freshly baked to scrummy appetite domination! I got to roam also on their dining garden where my eyes feasted on the ornamental grounds laid out for relaxation and enjoyment.Amidst the minute details that didn't go well exactly as planned, we really had a superb time... another footnote to the annals of our infinite bond.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

ABSENTMINDEDNESS

Absent-minded I am for the past few days. Obvious naman, not much of rants and raves. Hahahaha. As always, my mind had been scouring the lengths of the earth looking for justifications for my tumbling catalysmic vortex of existence.

I know i am not an accident of creation. I am not just a speck of dust within the pale of my stupid world.

Waaaaaaaaaaa.

Why am i so confused?

Absentmindedness.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

PULIS SERBISYO: MGA DAPAT MONG MALAMAN

Lokasyon: Manila
Petsa: June 24, 2008

Bakit kami napadpad doon: Galing kami sa Robinson's Place Midtown, nagdiet sa Jack's Loft para sa post birthday party ni Ron

Eto ang mga dapat ninyong malaman sa pulis serbisyo:

1. Madaming kalye sa Manila ang "one-way" only. Masuwerte ka ng makakita ng signs na one-way ito, kung meron man, it's either nakatagilid, nakatalikod, may takip, o basta yung tipong hindi mababasa / mapapansin ng mga baguhan pa lamang na dadaan sa kalyeng yun.

2. Sa gitna ng mga kalyeng one-way only ay may mga vultures na nag-aabang...este pulis pala. Sa gitna un ha. Hindi mo din agad sila mapapansin, kaya paparahin ka at patitigilin ng vulture..este pulis na nakasuot ng.....

3. .... jaket. Tama. Nakasuot ng jacket ang mga vultures...este pulis .. na magpapatigil syo. Bakit nga ba? Obviously, para hindi mo makita ang surname nila. Kahit pa gaano katindi ang init sa Manila, magsusuot at magsusuot sila ng jaket para mapangalagaan ang pamanang apelyido ng kanilang mga magulang, at para hindi mapahamak ang apelyidong dinadala ng kanilang mga mahal sa buhay. Yan ang tinatawag na VULTURE STYLE.

4. Kapag nilapitan ka nila para sabihin syo ang iyong violations, dito na ang cue ng role playing. lights, camera, action!

vulture 1: sir, one-way po ito.

kakamot-kamot sa ulo ang nagddrive. hihingi ng paumanhin at sasabihing hindi napansin.. nanggaling pa sa ibang lugar kase..

vulture2: pare, naitimbre ko na ha, nai radyo ko na (habang palakad-lakad sa vulture1 at sa kotse, bbuksan ang kotse, animo'y may ginagawa kuno sa loob, lalabas ulit, lalapit ng konti sa vulture1.

kukunin ni vulture1 ang lisensya ng nagmamaneho at sasabihin pumihit na para mai-guide sa tamang daan.

5. Igguide ka nila sa "tamang daan." Dadalhin ka ng mga vultures sa madilim at hindi mataong lugar. Yun ang definition nila ng "tamang daan" kung saan maari na nila isagawa ang transaksyon at maipagpatuloy ang action.

vulture1: sir, mahigpit po ang direktiba ni Mayor Lim sa mga violations dito sa Maynila. Kapag tinekitan po kayo, 2500 ho ang tubos nito , sa may Port pa po ang tubos nito, tapos isang araw na seminar..

Isang litanya ng explanations ang maririnig mo sa vulture na ito. Alam mong ayaw tanggapin ang tenga mo ung mga sinasabi nya. Pareho kayo naghhintayan ng pulis kung sino ang unang magbibigay ng offer. Hindi ninyo matuloy kung sino ba talaga sa inyo ang gumaganap na banker at contestant sa deal or no deal na script. Palakad-lakad naman ang vulture2, hindi mo maintindihan kung nawiwiwi na ba sya or patingin-tingin sa paligid sa mga posibleng makawitness ng transakyong nagaganap.

6. Kapag narinig mo na ang mga katagang.. "OK lang po ba sa inyo un sir?" Presto! THis is it! Simula na ang bidding. Syempre, alam mong hindi okey sayo ang mga legal proceedings, Php2500 sa Port mo pa kukunin (san ba ung Port na un..bwahahahah) plus one whole day na seminar considering na sa malayong probinsya ka pa manggagaling. SO may cue na ulit para simulan ang bidding.

Nagmamaneho: Sir baka pedeng maayos na lang natin to.

Ngiting aso ang mga vultures. ANg naglalaro sa isip ng mga vultures:

Vulture1: Yehoo!!! :dance: :yipee: :excited:

vulture2: Yehoo!!! :dance: :yipee: :excited: :hyper: mukhang ok na naman ang gabing ito ah. :dance: :yipee: :excited:

Magsasalita na si vulture1.

Vulture1: Sir, kapag ho tinekitan kayo..may 20% ho kami dun. So kahit 20% na lang po ung bigay nyo sa min.

Nagmamaneho: Magkano po ung 20%? (Testing lang kung magaling sa Math ung mga buwitreng ito... :ranting:)

Vulture1: 500 po.

SI vulture2, mukhang nakakaamoy ng succesful business transaction, nagrole playing na naman na may kinukuha sa loob ng mobile car, lalabas, lalakad-lakad, babalik sa kotse..lalakad-lakad..lalapit kay vulture2..deep inside ay hyper na hyper sa mga susunod na pangyayari.

Dudukot ang hinuli ng pera pambayad. Iaabot sa vulture1. SI vulture1 naman ay pasimple, patago, panakaw na kukunin ang pera.

Lights, camera, action!

Vulture1: Pakisabi ok na. Itimbre mo na.

Vulture2: Okey na.Naitimbre ko na. Nairadyo ko na.

Pero wala naman kami nakitang radyo (ung may over, over, roger) maliban sa radyong tumutugtog sa loob ng kanilang mobile car.

Papapirmahin ka pa sa isang logbook ni vulture2 para naman hindi sya lugi sa acting nya. I wonder what's with that logbook. May audit siguro sila kung ilan ung mga prey nila, para makasigurong eksakto ang dividends at hindi nila dadayaain ang isa't-isa. O baka naman paramihan sila ng mga prey ng iba pang mga vultures na nakadeploy sa iba't-ibang lugar. bwahahaha.

7. Matapos mong maisanla ang iyong dignidad sa mga buwitreng ito at tumalima sa pagmamahal sa iyong inang bayan, at kalimutan panandalian na ikaw ay isang Pilipinong nagtitiwala sa iyong kapwa, saka pa lang nila sasabihin ang daan na dadaanan mo kapag tapos na ang transaction. Pag andar ng sasakyan mo, mababasa mo sa mobile car nila ang "SERVICE TO OUR COUNTRY AND PEOPLE"

8. Dapat mo ding tandaan na kailangan tahimik lang lagi ang iyong mga kasama sa sasakyan kapag isinasagawa ang transaction. Sensitive ang mga vultures na ito, kapag nairitate sila sa atribida mong mga sakay, chances are, the higher the amount of transaction.

9. Ang boy scout ay laging handa. Mas makabubuti na maghanda palagi ng contingency fund na nakalakip sa iyong driver's license. Napag alaman ko na wala na palang appeal si Manuel Roxas sa mga Vultures, medyo nag level-up na sila at nakita nyo naman na may pa 20% pa silang nalalaman. HIndi ko alam kung totoo ba ung 2500 na un o baka na derive lang nila ung ganung littany of explanations para maging equivalent kay ninoy ang minimum ng momentarily selling of your soul. Kapag hiningi ng mga nakajacket na pulis ang iyong lisensya, number 1, ilabas ng konti ang nakatuping contingency fund sa ilalim ng lisensya. Number2, ilabas ang lisensya pero siguraduhing unang mapapansin ang contingency fund mo, para sa mas express transaction. Rush hour syempre.

10. Sumunod ka kasi sa batas.


Hindi ko naman nilalahat ang mga pulis pangkalawakan (heheh) na ganito ang pangkaraniwang pagtupad sa serbisyo. Alam kong madami pa din mga pulis ang malilinis ang budhi at gumaganap ng maayos na responsibilidad bilang tagapagtanggol ng mamamayan. AT meron din namang mga pulis na nakajaket hindi dahil para takpan ang kanilang apelyido kundi talagang giniginaw lang sila.

May kanser na ang lipunan, at hindi nakapagtataka na lalo pa itong magiging mas malala kung walang gustong magbago sa bawat isa sa atin. May bahid na ang propesyon ng pagiging tagapagtanggol ng mamamayan, at napakahirap nitong alisin sa isip ng mga taong dapat sana ay nagtitiwala sa kanila. Sa panahon nga ngayon, nakakatuwang isipin na mas madami ang nakakaramdam ng takot kapag nakakakita ng pulis, sa halip na panatag ng kalooban ang maramdaman. Ang dapat sanang tagapagtanggol ng mamamayan ay siya na mismong lumalapa sa kanila at nagtutulak sa kasamaan.

At ikaw na isang pangkaraniwang mamamayan, naka "go with the flow" na lang. If you can't beat them, join them ika nga.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

JACK'S LOFT




TALAP!

Where are they?

Where are they?

I had a rundown of some friends which have been missing in action in the spectra of my discombobulated existence. Sometimes, i can't help but wonder, "Sila ba talaga ung nawawala? O ung mundo ko ung isinara ko?"

Jack Sparrow / Kuya Luis.
Where are you? Alam ko nasa tabi-tabi ka lang, pero hindi ko maramdaman ang iyong presensya. Paramdam. paramdam. paramdam.

I miss kuya luis. I just miss the silly talks we had back then. He has his own uncanny ways of converting my melodrama stories into some sort of comedy script. (minsan pa nga, pang porn movie na..bwahahahah) I miss the way he'd listen to me and to my neverending struggle in finding an elixir for my physical and emotional sufferings. I miss the times he'd seriously listen to me, then suddenly crack his eggs este his jokes pala.(bwahahah) He expresses his ideas with all his wit and charm *wink, wink*(nyahahhaha) I miss the kuya i have in him.

If I have to choose one thing that will always remind me of him, it's the Little Prince by Antoine Saint de Exupery, and the Youngblood. Not to mention the UMD kooooooooooooooooo....waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....

paramdam, paramdam, paramdam...

'Bonebonz' / Kuya Donnie.
What happened to the funny mornings we had back then? I don't know if it's me who first retracted to our morning session, or maybe we both got busy, life spins so fast sometimes we loose track of the simple but most important things in our lives. And when reality strikes, we wish we could turn back time and tell someone that they have made a difference in our lives.

Kuya donnie, you really made a difference in my life. I am really sorry i know i have been so busy with so many unimportant things i haven't kept you up-to-date with my tale of two lovers. Apparently, they now both reside on the back burners of my brain, having lashed the heart of your little sister a thousand times. Well, they both do deserve it :D

What i really miss about you? The hooters (oopppsss.. top secret pala natin un, haaha), the compliments which really make my day, your lending ears, your advices, everything in you, i really miss. You really are a wonderful person, im glad God allowed our paths to cross. I love you kuya. (and regards to Ate Sam and the kids. mwahhhh)

Pareng ROn
My officemate-turned-kumpare. Missin' this very humorous and very kind and very generous friend of mine. Morning breakfast are never the same without his homecooked viands, and with his neverending pocket full of jokes and laughter, no one gets older when you are with with him.

He's superman. Always there in times of need. Just call Ronnie, and he'll be there. May kasamang tawa pa.

What reminds me of him? Checking wings (our special version of the very palatable fried chicken wings. heheheh.) Pansit. Fried dried linta. Seafoods. Our extension cord in the comfort room. His owner-type jeep, where we got stranded under the lashing winds and cascading rains during the typhoon milenyo. Nunuy. Buday. Mastercam. MAchining. Hitch sa owner kapag naiwan ng bus sa complex. Waaaaaa. Pareeeeeeee..aymeshu.Bakit iniwan nyo na kami lahat dito sa engineering? huhuhuhu.

***to be continued

Monday, June 23, 2008

LIFE AND STORM

I always have this refreshing feeling basking under the scorching rays of the sun which peeks through the clouds right after a storm had passed.

Life.

Storm.

There are storms in our lives that wash away almost our soul, and leave us barren and unrecognizable. There are storms that just pass through our lives and take away nothing but the warmth of the sun. There are storms that wreak havoc in our spirits and leave us on bended knees. There are storms that don't go away and stay with us 24/7. And so on. and so on.

The storms and our lives.

Sometimes, they annoy me. Sometimes, they don't.

Yesterday, all my appointments were cancelled: Alumni homecoming, dinner with friends, even my appointment with my laundry! hahaha. Who would want to leave the house with the raging storm and flood on the road? Not to mention the flying roofs and the falling tree branches. ahihihih.


Yesterday, i just got myself stroked in front of the pc, then tucked myself to bed, grooved to the patapons in the psp, ate, slept, watched tv, ate, slept, journeyed to the crash of the titans in the psp, watched wedding daze movie in youtube, surfed the www, modded the forums, downloaded psp games, ate, watched tv, snoozed...... waaaaaaaaaaaaa. This was really one of the best days for me! I was just.....relaxing... enjoying the cold temperature brought by Frank (the typhoon.hehehe.) I was mulling over some things when it suddenly hit me... not all storms will wreak havoc, some would leave us with the rare chance of enjoying simple things apart from the busy life that we routinely do. A halt from the hustle of our lives, a hiatus from the bustling life proceedings, a period of rest, or anything that would recharge us after being struck by the snares of this confusing life. Back to the basics.

This only proves that there's good in everything that God wanted us to experience. That there's reason for everything. That there's always a rainbow after the rain...

Tuloy ang lakad bukas :more:

Jack's Loft..here we come!!!!

BASA ANG LAHAT SA AKIN

It was raining cats and dogs last Saturday afternoon. I didn't know then that a typhoon (frank is the name, whatta typhoon name! :whew: ) is bound to wreak havoc in our place. Those vestige of fright from the typhoon milenyo hasn't deserted me yet, and I'm kind of wary with the coming of another disaster.

Well, super drenched i was in furious rain as i reached home. My umbrella could shield me from the cascading waters from heaven, but could never protect me from winds blowing in different directions, enough to douse me with much liquid from the pouring rain. Was i really, really wet. I haven't got used to the habit of waiting in a shed until the heavens stopped weeping. I am always as furious as i could be when it comes to going home on a heavy rainy day. Home is where my heart is..heheheh.. so i don't mind getting wet all over as long as i could reach home in the soonest time possible.

What could describe me last Saturday is the phrase "Basa ang lahat sa akin." Phrase is self-explanatory. Just let your imaginations run wild on the details of my wet entity. (bwahahahah)

DYING

I've been fumbling lately on so many things. There's this night that i thought i was dying, i was so debilitated i couldn't even stand up. I was just lying on my bed and of course, crying. I was wailing out my grief to myself, ahh.. self-pity got the better of me ha... Good thing porpol dropped a line and and flushed the depression down the drain. It's been a week since this debilitation had taken place, and i know i couldn't win any attacks being made by this. I can only feel it skimming off the energy from my hollowed being. And who am i to dispute? All i can do is just commiserate to what fate has brought me, while wondering on the hindsight what the hell i put those who cared for me through.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

WET

Sobrang lakas ng ulan kanina 4pm.

Basa ang lahat sa akin :lmao:

Thursday, June 19, 2008

MY DIET PLAN

If there's a will, there's a way. There's gotta be a way. There is. There really is.

Hihihihih.

Thanks Badette for this diet plan. Rest assured that I'll strictly follow it and avoid bingeing so that our goals will be achieved. hihihihi

DIET NA TOOOOOOOOO!!!

MY DIET PLAN

Date: June 19, 2008

Name: Kers
Sex: Female
Sedentary Lifestyle

Ht: 5’3” / 160.02cm
Wt: 45.5kg/ 100 lbs

Body Mass Index (BMI): 17.8 – Underweight

Desirable Body Weight (DBW): 54kg/119lbs

Total Energy Requirement (TER) per day: 1600calories

Carbohydrate per day: 250g
Protein per day: 60g
Fat per day: 35g

Diet Prescription: Full Upbuilding Diet; 1600calories; 250g CHO; 60g CHON; 35g Fat

Required Servings per Day:

Food

Servings per day

Vegetables

4

Fruit

3

Milk

1

Rice

8

Meat

4

Sugar

2

Fats/Oils

2

Note:

Vegetables:
- 1 serving of vegetables is equal to ½ cup of cooked vegetables or 1 cup of raw vegetables like salad

Fruit:
- 1 serving of fruit is equal to one piece (the size of a tennis ball) apple, ponkan, pear, orange
- 1 serving of fruit is equal to one slice of ripe mango, papaya, watermelon, melon

- 1 serving of fruit is equal to about 10pieces of grapes, lanzones, longgans etc.
- 1cup of fresh fruit juice is equal to 3 servings of fruit (stay away from powdered juices or ice tea because these only contain sugar)

Milk:
- 1 serving of milk is equal to one glass of fresh milk/ low fat milk; or 1 small tetrabrick of milk
- 1 serving of milk is equal to 4Tablespoons of powdered milk
- 1 serving of milk is equal to about 1 small container of yogurt and about 1 cup of ice cream

Rice:
- 1 serving of rice is equal to ½ cup of cooked rice
- 1 serving of rice is equal to 1 cup of pasta, noodles, macaroni
- 1 serving of rice is equal to 2 slices of bread, 2 pieces of pandesal
- 1 serving of rice is equal to one cup of oatmeal, thick consistency

Meat:
- 1 serving of meat is equal to one matchbox size of pork or beef
- 1 serving of meat is equal to 1 piece of chicken leg, ¼ piece of chicken breast, 1 piece of chicken wing
- 1 serving of meat is equal to 2 pieces of hotdog, 1 piece of egg
- 1 serving of meat is equal to one piece of fish the size of your palm

Sugar:- 1 serving of sugar is equal to 1 teaspoon of table sugar, honey

Fat: - 1 serving of fat is equal to 1 teaspoon of cooking oil, butter, mayonnaise, peanut butter, margarine

SampleMenu


Breakfast:
1pc banana
1 cup rice
2pcs hotdog
1 cup coffee with sugar


AM Snack:
1pc medium sized corn on cob (nobutter)

Lunch:
1 cup rice
Sinigang na baboy (1 cup vegetables from sinigang and 2 pcs matchbox size meat)
1 slice mango

PM Snack:
4pcs/1pack of plain biscuits (make sure there is no trans/hydrogenated fat in the ingredients list of the biscuit)

Dinner:
1 cup rice
Chicken Tinola (1 cup vegetables from the tinola and 1 piece chicken)
1 slice watermelon

Bedtime Snack:
1 glass of milk


NOTE:

Drink at least 8 glasses of water per day

Walk/Exercise at least 30 minutes everyday

***********

Let's see after a week :D

Hihihihih



THOUGHTS ON FREEDOM

They say that our country is not really that free because we have so many scoundrels in our government, (particularly the one who heads our state..hehehe.. "I AM SORRY **paawa effect facial expression**") We have one horde of monkeys masquerading as politicians in our much-oppressed land, claiming to be paragons of virtue in their assumption of public office. But lurking behind them are corrupt deeds that raise the hackles of our countrymen.

Freedom doesn't necessarily mean being released from the shackles or being sent home from prison. Absolute freedom is something that should leave us unscathed in our identity as one unified nation. It should guarantee us good governance, notwithstanding the efforts to stamp out our republic.

"What this country has lacked are elected officials who bucked the odds, cleaned up their turfs, served the people, and remained uncorrupted." says Conrado de Quiros, in his article in PDI dated June 18, 2008. If we are to be guaranteed that the people whom we have entrusted our votes really do care about our welfare, only then can we achieve the freedom that we really wish to have.

Bread Talk


I learned from Sherwyn that the floss used in BreadTalk is of Chinese origin. It is called MAHO. Varieties: pork floss, beef floss, others. Can be bought in Ongpin and in other Chinese delicacy outlets.We found Ai-Ichiban inside the malls selling these floss.Uhhmm...kinda expensive though. "Buti sana kung ung floss nakakalinis ng ngipin.." says Ate Kimi. :think: OO nga naman. Hehehehe.

Anyways, i love BreadTalk's Cheese Floss. Talap talaga as in. Sana may magbigay sa 'kin isang box na puro Cheese Floss. Hihihihi.

***LAMON MODE***

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

BACK TO SCHOOL


I had the first meeting of my class yesterday. The caboodle of students was indeed ... surprising, quite large as compared to the one i had last semester.

This class goes into the rage at the slightest provocation. I goad them into riot just by asking one of them to read the lecture. They even find someone's surname enough to tickle their fancy. They kid one of their classmates by pointing out that we were batchmates, only to find out that i am way too ahead of him in my year of entry in the colegio.

It's a good thing that i got a light-hearted stream. I don't know if it's any consolation that some of my students are co-members in one of my volunteer groups in the colegio. They are confused whether to call me "Ate" or "Ma'am" inside the classroom..huhuhu. One of my students is the boyfriend of my cousin and has become my "kumpare" in the christening of my cousin goldie's daughter! (waaaaaaaaa) One of them is the youngest brother of my batch mate in higschool. One of them is the boyfriend of my friend, having met him first when Cai tagged him along in a hosted dinner at our house during my recent birthday celebration. I was teasing him when he was so reluctant to recite, "Pinakain pa naman kita nung birthday ko, kaya sumagot ka." :lmao: Syempre joke lang un. Hehe. I roistered a reign of mocks and taunts.

I find being at the academe a blast of fresh air from a stale room.

I am bored at work.

I don't know.

I know i couldn't give up the bread and butter of my life. AT work, I am sorounded by gazillions of tidings of which i am much privileged to learn, but still, it felt like it could never slake the hunger and thirst in my professional career growth. I am stucked here. My career ain't moving forward. I'd overkill it by defining it as a something that fumes a distinctive stench of a putrefying corpse. What a hyperbole for my work boredom.

I decided to up my ante and push my luck when my former prof plucked me from the realm of boredom and thrust me to the realm of pedagogics.

And here i am...

...doing some new fusions of inspiration...

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

plends pol ebel

plends pol ebel
love you sis!
mwah!

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Hindi ko alam kung bakit nitong mga nakaraang araw, medyo sinusumpong ako ng katamaran. (Ows? Lagi naman e. hehehe)

After ng Black Saturday sa office, nagkita kami ng kaibigan kong paborito ang mga may disorder sa pag iisip, si Agnes (the cum laude) San pa nga ba? E di sa tambayan ng bayan, ang extension ng Letran, ang Waltermart. Bow. Nakakamiss kasi antagal namin hindi nagkita, mga 1month siguro. (Dati mga 3 months pinapalipas namin bago kami uli magkita. Nyahahah.) Nakakamiss din si Jojit (The Charcoal, the Uling, The Negro) kasi sumagot sya ng "not sure" so ibig sabihin, HINDI sya sisipot. Hindi kasi ako tumatanggap ng sagot na bisexual, it's either YES or NO, kaya pag wala dun sa dalawa ung sagot mo, automatic evicted ka na.

Nakakamiss si Agnes. Ung mga kwento nya. Ung mga tawa nya. Ung mga kalokohan naming dalawa. At syempre, mega update kami sa kwento sa isa't-isa. Mga kwento ng frustrations sa work, sa studies, sa career. Mga kalokohang pinaggagawa. Mga pangarap na gusto pa din maabot. Mga plano sa buhay. Pero wala sa lovelife. Obsolete matter ata ito sa min. Mga kinalimutang bahagi ng buhay namin. Pinaka-nakakatuwa sa kwentuhan namin, nung aminin nya na nahihirapan sya sa pag manage ng anger nya. Take note: isa syang psychologist. Lahat siguro dumadaan sa ganito. Wala namang perpektong tao. Kahit pa sabihin natin na nagmamasteral sya sa isang prestihiyosong paaralan na La Salle (Animo La salle! nyahahah), minsan talaga may mga gray part tayo sa buhay natin. Mga hindi kayang solusyunan ng mataas nating pinag aralan. Mga limitasyon. Ako nga, bilang isang inhinyero, hindi magaling magtroubleshoot ng sira ng sasakyan, lalo pa kaya yung sira ng ulo ko. Madalas nagluluwagan din mga turnilyo sa utak ko, kaya madalas palyado din ako sa ibang aspeto ng buhay ko.

Text text na lang kami ni Agnes. Hindi naman kami nabitin sa kwentuhan at kalokohan, kaya nagpagkasunduan namin magkita ulit kinabukasan at magwaldas ng salapi.

Nung gabi naman, umattend ako ng isang planning session. Mukha lang seryoso pakinggan, pero planning ito ng mga balahura pero mga kagalang-galang na kaibigan ko sa isang volunteer group nung college. Tagaytay on the 28th of June. Wow. Last bonding: Baguio. Sana tuloy-tuloy lagi. Nakakabagot na din kasi yung trabaho ng trabaho ng trabaho, nakakapagod kumita ng pera. Pag hindi ka naman nagtrabaho, wala kang panggastos. E san ka pa lulugar? Buti kung anak ka ni Pilar, madami kang pera. (ssssshhhh) Walang humpay na hagalpakan na naman habang nagmmeeting kami. Ang kulit kasi ni Jen. Alive na alive. Nagphone patch pa kay Joseph. Hahahaha. Lahat naman makulit. Parang hindi nauubusan ng energy. Ang simple lang ng buhay sa kanila. Parang lahat ng bagay nadadaan sa kalokohan. Parang lahat ng solusyon sa problema ay mga hagalpak at hagupit ng pang aasar. Walang dull moments. Nakakarecharge talaga ng energy, pagkalipas ng isang linggong subsob sa trabaho.

Linggo. Laba. Ligpit. Alis bahay. Meet Agnes ulit. Tapos sumabit si Jojit, sumabay sa van papunta sa pupuntahan namin. Mula pagsakay hanggang pagbaba, puro kalokohan pa din. (hoy Jojit, sa martes ko kukunin ung mga Gatorade ko ha. Ipahanda mo na kay Tita ung mga flavors na gusto ko. hehehe. Take note, hindi ako DEMANDING. HINDI AKO DEMANDING. OK? Pero gusto ko ung Blue Bolt at favorite ko na Tropical Flavor ha. NAIINTINDIHAN MO BA?)

Mas madami syempreng nawaldas na salapi si Agnes kase mas madami syang dala. AKo, wala e, puro pagkain lang pinagtripan ko, as usual, kapag matakaw ako, DEPRESSED. Hindi lang masyado halata, lalo naman ayoko ipahalata. Sabi ni Agnes, medyo nakakalungkot din isipin na iba na ung priorities ng mga kaibigan namin. Si Gazel, si Jojit, si Ron. Pano na lang kung busy na din ako sa ibang bagay, kagaya ng pag-ibig (ehem!), talagang kelangan magsolo. Matuto tumayong mag isa. Lahat naman siguro dumadaan sa ganito, ung unti-unting nauubos ung mga kaibigan mo, hindi dahil sa gusto ka nila iwan, kundi dahil sa kagustuhan nilang mas maranasan pa ang buhay. Hindi talaga advisable na ikulong ang mundo sa apat na sulok ng isang bagay. Minsan kailangan din lumabas para mas maraming maranasan, matuklasan at matutunan. Dumadating din sa punto na naghahanap ka ng taong makakaramay mo sa mga sandali ng iyong buhay. Hindi naman ito minamadali. Pero ung pressure ng ginagalawan mo, ang hirap kontrahin. Kulang na lang itulak ka sa kung sino-sino. E kung kayo kaya itulak namin?

Madami pa din akong katanungan sa mga pasikot-sikot ng buhay. Minsan sumusuko na ung utak ko kakaisip ng isasagot sa mga tanong ko. Walang humpay na exam. Walang pagkakataon maka syento-porsyento. Pero alam ko, hindi ko man maitama lahat ng sagot sa mga tanong ko, alam ko sa sarili ko, na sa buhay na ito, nag eenjoy ako, sa napakaraming biyaya na dumadating sa buhay ko, sa mga kaibigang walang humpay na nagmamahal, sa mga libo-libong halakhak, sa mga nakakarelaks na kwentuhan, sa mga nakakapagpalapad na kainan, at sa pagbabahagi ng mga aral at pangarap sa buhay.

Sino nga bang makapagsasabi kung hanggang kelan ako sa mundong ito? Kung bukas wala na ako, at least naging masaya naman ako.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

BLACK SATURDAY

Saturday. 620am.

NO CONNECTION.


Dial 211. IT DEpartment. Busy tone.
Disable. Enable local area connection.
Restart PC.
Restart server.
Unplug the LAN. Plug the LAn.
Restart PC.
Local area connection properties, Support tab, click Repair connection.
Restart PC.
Change IP address. Return assigned IP address.

FAILURE. NO CONNECTION.

Think.


Shutdown other idle units connecting to server.
No Connection.


GGGrrrrr.

Did they turn off my connection? Did they restrict me to connect to the net? But i can't also connect to the server. How would i be able to open my work-related files?

Restart PC.

Coffee mode. WHile i was preparing my coffee, my mind is still on troubleshooting my connection.

Back to my PC.

No connection.


Dial 211. Still.. busy tone. Wasamater wid dem. GGrrrrr. It's already 720am. GGGgrrrrr. Downstairs i went to the IT Room. Gosh. No one is around. Phone hang up. GGGrrrrrrrrrr.

Back to my PC. Sweating.


No connection.


Sitting on my chair staring blankly at the monitor.

Poke around.

The router under our workstation table caught my attention. Hmmmnnn.

Turn off the router. Unplug. (Somebody complains being disconnected Ahihihi. Oooppss... sorry. This will take just a fraction of your time) Plug, turn on the router.

RESTART PC.

LOCAL AREA CONNECTION IS NOW CONNECTED.

CLICK MOZILLA BROWSER. HOME: GOOGLE PAGE. BOOKMARKS. SYMBIANIZE.

AYun.

SHOUT NA!!!



WALASTIK.

It felt like i have exhausted all efforts to restore my connection.

Alas. Router time out lang pala. GGgrrrrr.



Saturday 805am

Friday, June 13, 2008

WALLET

Robert Fulghum, in his book Maybe (Maybe Not), once mentioned that "Wallets may serve as the common key to the bank vaults of the secret lives of men."

In one of the chapters in this book, he had an ice-breaker exercise with a group of men, when he asked everyone in the room to put their wallets on the table, open them up, and take everything out. The usual utilitarian items appeared, cash, the array of pictures, expired and valid cards, credit cards, business cards, pieces of paper with phone numbers and other notes written on them, and...uhh...yeah... condoms. In the exercise, interestingly enough, some men began to share pictures of their families, their identities, and some of their personal lives, while others discreetly hide something from their wallets, say, a picture of a lover. As the author notes, "even the bank of the secret life has safe-deposit boxes."


I wonder what's inside my wallet.

I can't remember the last time i unloaded my wallet of some stuffs which i deem unnecessary. Back then, the lump my wallet has been creating has given me an imbalance in my life, most of the stuffs hidden in its pockets aren't as needed as possible. Not that I'm into discarding some things that i know my life is made of, i had just come to the realization that should my wallet be lost, i cannot forgive myself for having lost the keys to my secret life. I needed to unload some crap not only in my wallet, but also in my life, because a lighter weight would make me more comfortable. And voluntarily choosing to discard the unnecessary is a good thing.

What's in the bank of my secret life? I took everything out of my blue leather wallet and here are the stuffs:

college graduation picture
company ID
school ID
PRC ID
Driver's License
2 credit cards
3 ATMS
SM advantage card
Mercury Drug Suki Card
Medexpress Card
drug prescription
3 calling cards
moolah

Ah. So much for the uncluttering of my wallet and of my life.

I recently received a beautiful wallet from Ate Kimi. I hope that like the blue leather one, may this wallet serve as my life preserver, the common key to the bank vaults of my secret life....

Thursday, June 12, 2008

PILIPINAS KONG MAHAL


MABUHAY ANG PILIPINAS!!!!

Today is June 12, The Independence Day of the Republic of the Philippines.

It was June 12, 1898 when the Declaration of Philippine Independence was proclaimed. It was the end of the colonial rule of Spain in the Philippine Island when Spain was defeated by the revolutionary forces under General Emilio Aguinaldo at the Battle of Manila Bay during the Spanish-American War.

However, the declaration was not recognized by the United States or Spain, because it was in 1898 Treaty of Paris when the Spanish government ceded the Philippines to the United States in consideration for an indemnity for Spanish expenses and assets lost.

It was only in July 4, 1946 when the Philippine independence of June 12 was recognized by the United States. Henceforth, Independence Day was then observed on July 4. But upon the advice of historians in the name of nationalism, August 4, 1964, when President Diosdado Macapagal signed The Republic Act No. 4166 as Philippine Independence Day.

I can still remember vividly how I'd rejoice as a child come 12th of June every time of the year. Aside from being off from the pens and paper for a day, i'd love to slouch in front of the boob tube and watch the proceedings of the commemoration of the Philippine Independence. I'd wait for the part where the parade would eventually roll, and will switch channels to be able to catch a glimpse of it at different angles. And what's with the parade? I don't know then. All i know is that an occasion as sacred as a country's sovereignty should be graced by this grand
display and celebration, that is taking place at the historical landmarks of our country, in Kawit, Cavite where we first celebrated it and Luneta Park where the statue of our national hero, Jose Rizal stands.

Just last year, Republic Act No. 9292 was signed which contained the following:

AN ACT RATIONALIZING THE CELEBRATION OF NATIONAL HOLIDAYS AMENDING FOR THE PURPOSE SECTION 26, CHAPTER 7, BOOK I OF EXECUTIVE ORDER NO. 292, AS AMENDED, OTHERWISE KNOWN AS THE ADMINISTRATIVE CODE OF 1987:

Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives of the Philippines in Congress assembled:

SECTION 1. Section 26, Chapter 7, Book I of Executive Order No. 292, as amended, otherwise known as the Administrative Code of 1987, is hereby amended to read as follows:

"Sec. 26, Regular Holidays and Nationwide Special Days. – (1) Unless otherwise modified by law, and or proclamation, the following regular holidays and special days shall be observed in the country:

1. Regular Holidays

New year’s Day - January 1
Maundy Thursday - Movable date
Good Friday - Movable date
Eidul Fitr - Movable date
Araw ng Kagitingan - Monday nearest April 9
(Bataaan and Corregidor Day)
Labor Day - Monday nearest May 1
Independence Day - Monday nearest June 12
National Heroes Day - Last Monday of August
Bonifacio Day - Monday nearest November 30
Christmas Day - December 25
Rizal Day - Monday nearest December 30

b) Nationwide Special Holidays:

Ninoy Aquino Day - Monday nearest August 21
All Saints Day - November 1
Last Day of the Year - December 31

3. In the event the holiday falls on a Wednesday, the holiday will be observed on the Monday of the week. If the holiday falls on a Sunday, the holiday will be observed on the Monday that follows:

Provided, That for movable holidays, the President shall issue a proclamation, at least six months prior to the holiday concerned, the specific date that shall be declared as a nonworking day:

Provided, however, The Eidul Adha shall be celebrated as a regional holiday in the Autonomous Region in Muslim Mindanao."

SEC. 2. All laws, orders, presidential issuances, rules and regulations or part thereof inconsistent with this Act are hereby repealed or modified accordingly.

SEC. 3. This Act shall take effect after fifteen (15) days following its publication in at least two newspapers of general circulation.

Approved,

(Sgd.) JOSE DE VENECIA JR.
Speaker of the House of Representatives
(Sgd.) MANNY VILLAR
President of the Senate

This Act which originated in the Senate was finally passed by the Senate and the House of Representatives on January 30, 2007 and February 7, 2007, respectively.

(Sgd.) ROBERTO P. NAZARENO
Secretary General House of Representatives
(Sgd.) OSCAR G. YABES
Secretary of the Senate

Approved: July 25, 2007

(Sgd.)GLORIA MACAPAGAL – ARROYO
President of the Philippines


*****

I personally despise that of Malacanang's directive of transferring the celebration of Independence Day on June 12 to June 9, for the usual purpose of giving the people a longer weekend for their rest and recreation. It felt like being robbed of the sense of nationalism and pride, with the current head of the state approving the act. We may recall back our history, and find that it was no less than President Diosdado Macapagal, the present president’s father, who recognized the historic importance of that day when he officially proclaimed it our own Independence Day instead of July 4 as dictated by the United States in 1946. He chose it as our own Independence Day because it was on that date in 1898 that Emilio Aguinaldo declared the independence of the Philippines as a new member of the community of free nations (with references from Isagani Cruz' editorial)


It does feel different when we take a halt from our work or businesses and spend just a day to reflect on our country's history. It is in this hiatus that we feel something unordinary is taking place. A country's sovereignty is not just something, it is our own identity that differentiates us from others. It is the perpetual memory of the valiant efforts of our heroes who fought till their last breaths for the freedom that we have now. But sad to say, only few will have to remember them, for today, June 12, will just be an ordinary day of hard labour and business transactions. Yes, there are still the annual celebration proceedings taking place at the Luneta Park and Cavite, but who will be there to watch it when almost all of citizens are discharged to businesses, work and school?

How could this nation be unified if the head itself doesn't know how to value our sense of pride and nationalism? of patriotism?

Doesn't it feel like celebrating your own birthday not on the day you were born but instead on a more convenient day that would somehow extend your vacation?

If that's the case, why not relocate the celebration of Christmas Day and New Year's Day to a more convenient nearest Monday for an extended vacation?

ARITHMETIC?




ARITHMETIC?



We Filipinos have high regard to arithmetic. As early as we could, we inject arithmetic in the learning stages of a child by getting them accustomed to the basic arithmetic challenge of all times:

1+1 = ?

Though most of the kids that were confronted by that challenge would automatically answer 2 as programmed by their "mentors", it is also amusing to note that we have our ways of yielding to the clutches of our funny spirits with this entertaining arithmetic show off:

1+1 = Magellan
2+2 = Lapu-lapu
3+3 = Krismas Tree
4+4 = Bagong bapor
5+5 = Voltes 5
6+6 = Matematiks
7+7 = 7 Up
8+8 = Chocolate
9+9 = Lucky 9
10+10 = Ututen

Dare ask a child and be surprised to what his/her answers could be. Nyahahaha.

************

So, you do believe that 1+1=2?

Gather around.. Math enthusiasts. While we hail Mathematics to be an exact science, let's see some areas of learning where basic math goes out of the window.

In Zen, 1 + 1 = 1. Also, 1 + 1 + 1 +1 = 1. You can add as many ones as we like and the asnwer will still be 1.

According to Zen Buddhism, we are all part of a great, big ultimately complex system. We are all one, everyone is different , but we are all part of the same thing, all waves in an ocean, blades in a grass field, air molecules in the atmosphere. Every living, breathing thing and every non living, non breathing thing are all part of a unified whole, and every parts depends on every part. And so no matter how many figures you all add up to, the summation will always be a single figure "one". We are all one, we do not live in isolation. (from Complete Idiots Guide to Zen Living by Gary Mc Clain and Eve Adamson)


On the other hand, Stephen Covey in his book The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, justifies the equation that 1 + 1 = 3. And he calls it Synergy. He uses the equation to explain the core values of synergy and this is what is written in his book:

What is synergy? Simply defined, it means that the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. It means that the relationship which the parts have to each other is a part in and of itself. It is not only a part, but the most catalytic, the most empowering, the most unifying, and the most exciting part. The creative process is also the most terrifying part because you don't know exactly what's going to happen or where it is going to lead. You don't know what new dangers and challenges you'll find. It takes an enormous amount of internal security to begin with the spirit of adventure, the spirit of discovery, the spirit of creativity. Without doubt, you have to leave the comfort zone of base camp and confront an entirely new and unknown wilderness. You become a trailblazer, a pathfinder. You open new possibilities, new territories, new continents, so that others can follow. Synergy is everywhere in nature. If you plant two plants close together, the roots commingle and improve the quality of the soil so that both plants will grow better than if they were separated. If you put two pieces of wood together, they will hold much more than the total of the weight held by each separately. The whole is greater than the sum of its parts. One plus one equals three or more.

While both views differ in the equations used, i find them both at parallel with the idea that you don't know exactly what's going to
happen or where it is going to lead. Zen learning mentions that of Chaos theory that completes the notion of cause and effect and with that, we can't possibly know what will happen or control what will happen in any given situation.

**Epistaxis**

I also encountered another technical discussion about Desargues' Theorem which explains 1 + 1 = 0. But my nose couldn't take so much bleeding so i decided to couch this arithmetic paranoia in coy for the mean time :D

Numbers populate every nook and cranny of our lives. No matter what equations we do use in living a life, it is in the summation of our existence that puts us up to the real challenges.


Wednesday, June 11, 2008

PINAKURAT - PAPAWISAN KA SA SARAP

I am currently dipping my tinapa viand in this Suka Pinakurat from Iligan.

According to its website, it is fermented organic coconut sap, organic “kulikot” chilies harvested from the wild mountains of Iligan, and other natural spices blended to perfection. It is best used as a dipping sauce for anything and everything, although people have found the various uses for it from Kinilaw to pancit.

Try to experience the "PAPAWISAN KA SA SARAP" feeling in this "SAWSAWAN NG BAYAN" thing.

BRB. Back to dinner mode :D

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

THE CALL - Regina Spektor

THE CALL


I got a one huge shot of adrenaline in my idle veins when i heard this song at the end of The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. Susan ran back to Prince Caspian for an embrace and kiss before she returns to the our world. (Aw, the final scene with Hollywood glitz :D)


THE CALL
Regina Spektor





It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye..

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye..

Reminds me of a feeling i once put a lid on. Hihihi.

**Senti mode**

No goodbyes.

PIMP MY PSP

got a new personalized lanyard.



EVERYBODY LOVES KUNG FU PANDA

A good way to start a week right is a good movie that kick-butts and punches the boredom at the very start of the week. It's a good thing i was able to stream online this compendium of panda-monium and kung foolishness, THE KUNG FU PANDA movie at a triple pay holiday rate :D

A pool of wisdom and entertainment, this movie really rocks. Watchin' it in clandestine mode (2x5 window) has even made it more exciting. I was indeed chuckling, mindful of the people around me that could discover what my sanity had been feasting on.

Kung Fu Panda is a story of determination and perseverance. Po the Panda, the son of a noodle cooker, is a clumsy, gluttonous Panda who dreams of being a Kung Fu master. He got a shot at this dream when he was chosen by Oogway, the wise turtle master, to be the next Dragon Warrior in an extremely hilarious bizaare turn of events. This infuriates Shifu, the teacher of the Five Kung Fu Masters, Master Monkey, Master Tigress, Master Viper, Master Mantis, and Master Crane, but he has no choice. He has to train this sloppy Panda in order for him to defeat Tai Lung, a long exiled panther, who has escaped from prison, and out to crown himself as the Dragon Warrior.

Overall, it is indeed a heartwarming movie for all kids and kids-at-heart. Po is hilarious in his crazy antics, it was indeed entertaining to see him struggling for his breath as he climbed the stair of the Jade Temple, kind of really hard to get on with an obese body. I was also amused at how Po and Shifu battled over the last dumpling, it was one the of the movie's best moments. At the whole duration of the movie, my mind kept on asking if Master Shifu is in any way related to Master Yoda. (Father and son ba sila?)

Familiar essential life's lessons are injected in the film, striking lines which reminds us that living a life is like a martial art, not just about breaking boards or bricks or disabling an opponent but is self-discipline, and self-control.

Here are some notable lines that had me in the movie:

1. There is no charge for awesomeness or attractiveness.

Nyahahaha. I love this as the movie opens with Po showing off his martial artistry before a rude awakening confirms that it was only a dream.

Good things come at no price at all.

2. There is no secret ingredient, You just have to believe.

When Mr. Ping, the foster father of Po told him that there is no ingredient in the noodles that he cooks, and he just have to believe that is special, Po realizes that the scroll is intended to be blank because he just have to see the real him. He then retells Tai Lung about the blank scroll that there is really nothing special but just he himself.

This is just a matter of conviction, that what we have deep within is the most special ingredient to our success. Our beliefs could lead us to where we want to be. The secret lies deep within us, and we just have to discover it in the most number of ways we could imagine.

3. The true path to victory is to find your opponent's weaknesses, and make him suffer for it.

Hmmmnn... Well, i believe this isn't wisdom at all, but this also caught my attention. SOunds kind of useful in some battles that i am engaging into. :naughty:

4. A real warrior never quits.

Po, after being scorned by the masters, almost gave up becoming the next Dragon Warrior. But after some enlightenment, he didn't quit and proceed to the training so that he could find his way to fulfilling his ultimate dream of becoming a Kung Fu master.

Rock on! This holds true to all of us. We are all warriors in this battle of life. And quitting should never be an option.

5. There are no accidents.There is no good news or bad news. There is just news.

Well, this goes on to the familiar saying that all things happen for a reason.

6. The mark of a true hero is humility.

Need i say more?

7. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift, that is why it is called the "present"

Live in the now. Don't waste time. Seize the day. Enjoy each day as if it were the last day. Do not let the past rob you off your effectiveness today. WHile the past is ancient history, do not get overly carried away with the worryings of the future, which is a promissory note. The time is now, today, the present. SO live each day to the fullest and celebrate life in all its wonder.


"we do not wash our pits in the pool of sacred tears."

nyahahahaha.


KUNG FU PANDA ROCKS!
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