Thesis Mode December 5, 2009
Posted by palab0y in education.Tags: CMS, hrtdotnet, Joomla, system, the heart, Thesis, Thesis Mode
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There will come a time in every fourth year student in our course that he/she will go in the battle field against three notorious panelists with only documents and an output system as arsenals. Yup, this is Thesis Defense, and we are now running here and there just to finalize our strategy to win this war.
The first battle already began and the three of us were stunned in answering the panel’s questions, even so, we defended our problem and documents with flying colors. We were the first one out that battleground and we did not know what to expect. Throwing them English explanations for our problem was the hardest part… loosing ammunition in speaking English is the worst dead end one can ever encounter.
The battle went on with the other groups and in my opinions, me and my group mates were victors. And we wish the others the same victory and glory we reached.
The battle has ended, still there is a war we have to win… next stop, CMS Mode.
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Sa Riles November 25, 2009
Posted by palab0y in emote, love, mga sulat ni bogart, religion.Tags: Campus Ministry, dreams, Sr. Elenita Soriano D.C.
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Naglalakad ako sa riles na katapat ng aming bahay, kauulan lamang kaya amoy na amoy ang mga basang uray at damo sa mga taniman ng gulay. Maya maya ay tumambad sa akin ang mukha ng pamilyar na mukha ng isang dalaga, maputi, nakangiti, at ako’y tinatawag. Kilala ko sya sahil nakasama ko sya sa opisina, matagal tagal na rin bago ulit kami nagkita at sa sobrang kasabikan a niyakap ko sya at binati. Inimbitahan ko sya sa aming bahay at inalok ng makakain, sya at ang kanyang kasamang dalaga rin. Buong araw kaming nag kwentuhan kasama ng aking pamilya at napakasaya talaga ng aming muling pagkikita.
Nang humupa ang tawanan ay akin syang tinanong, aalis ka pa ba? ang ngiti sa kanyang mukha, hindi man nabura ay nagpahiwatig pa rin ng kalungkutan.
“Kailangan ko pang mag lakbay, marami pa akong dapat gawin at tapusin, nagpaalam lang ako sa iyo.”
Matapos ang mga katagang iyon, siya ay nag ayos, tinawag ang kanyang kasama at nagsimula nang lumakad sa riles kung saan ko siya muling nakita.
itutuloy…
FORWARDED: My Short Essay About the Philippines October 26, 2009
Posted by palab0y in Uncategorized.Tags: change, corruption, Jaeyoun Kim, korea, love, philippines
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by: Jaeyoun Kim
FORWARDED BY SHIELA RAYMUNDO
Filipinos always complain about the corruption in
the Philippines . Do you really think the corruption
is the problem of the Philippines ? I do not
think so. I strongly believe that the problem is
the lack of love for the Philippines .
Let me first talk about my country, Korea .
It might help you understand my point.
After the Korean War, South Korea was one
of the poorest countries in the world. Koreans
had to start from scratch because entire country was
destroyed after the Korean War, and we had no
natural resources.
Koreans used to talk about the Philippines , for
Filipinos were very rich in Asia . We envy Filipinos.
Koreans really wanted to be well off like
Filipinos. Many Koreans died of famine.
My father & brother also died because of famine.
Korean government was very corrupt and is still very
corrupt beyond your imagination, but Korea was
able to develop dramatically because Koreans really
did their best for the common good with their heart
burning with patriotism.
Koreans did not work just for themselves but also
for their neighborhood and country. Education inspired
young men with the spirit of patriotism.
40 years ago, President Park took over the
government to reform Korea . He tried to borrow money
from other countries, but it was not possible to get a
loan and attract a foreign investment because the
economic situation of South Korea was so bad. Korea had
only three factories. So, President Park sent many mine
workers and nurses to Germany so that
they could send money to Korea to build a factory.
They had to go through horrible experience.
In 1964, President Park visited Germany to borrow
money. Hundred of Koreans in Germany came to the
airport to welcome him and cried there as they saw
the President Park . They asked to him, “President,
when can we be well off?” That was the only question
everyone asked to him. President Park cried with
them and promised them that Korea would be well
off if everyone works hard for Korea , and the President
of Germany got the strong impression on them
and lent money to Korea . So, President Park was
able to build many factories in Korea . He always
asked Koreans to love their country from their heart.
Many Korean scientists and engineers in the USA
came back to Korea to help developing country
because they wanted their country to be well off.
Though they received very small salary, they did their
best for Korea . They always hoped that their children
would live in well off country.
My parents always brought me to the places where
poor and physically handicapped people live. They
wanted me to understand their life and help them..
I also worked for Catholic Church when I was in the army..
The only thing I learned from Catholic Church was that we
have to love our neighborhood. And, I have loved my
neighborhood. Have you cried for the
Philippines? I have cried for my country several
times. I also cried for the Philippines because of so many
poor people. I have been to the New Bilibid
prison. What made me sad in the prison were the
prisoners who do not have any love for their country.
They go to mass and work for Church. They pray
everyday.
However, they do not love the Philippines . I
talked to two prisoners at the maximum-security compound,
and both of them said that they would leave the
Philippines right after they are released from the
prison. They said that they would start a new life in other
countries and never come back to the Philippines .
Many Koreans have a great love for Korea so that
we were able to share our wealth with our neighborhood.
The owners of factory and company were distributed their
profit to their employees fairly so that employees could
buy what they needed and saved money for the
future and their children.
When I was in Korea , I had a very strong faith and
wanted to be a priest. However, when I came to the Philippines ,
I completely lost my faith.
I was very confused when I saw many unbelievable
situations in the Philippines . Street kids always make me sad,
and I see them everyday. The Philippines is the only Catholic
country in Asia , but there are too many poor people here.
People go to church every Sunday to pray, but nothing has
been changed.
My parents came to the Philippines last week and
saw this situation. They told me that Korea was much poorer
than the present Philippines when they
were young. They are so sorry that there are so
many beggars and street kids. When we went to Pasangjan,
I forced my parents to take a boat because
it would fun. However, they were not happy after
taking a boat. They said that they would not take the boat
again because they were sympathized the
boatmen, for the boatmen were very poor and had a
small frame. Most of people just took a boat and enjoyed it.
But, my parents did not enjoy it because of love
for them.
My mother who has been working for Catholic Church
since I was very young told me that if we just go to
mass without changing ourselves, we are not
Catholic indeed. Faith should come with action.
She added that I have to love Filipinos and do good things
for them because all of us are same and have received a great
love from God. I want Filipinos to love their
neighborhood and country as much as they love God
so that the Philippines will be well off.
I am sure that love is the keyword, which Filipinos
should remember. We cannot change the sinful structure at once.
It should start from person. Love must start in everybody,
in a s mall scale and have to grow. A lot of
things happen if we open up to love. Let’s put away
our prejudices and look at our worries with our new eyes.
I discover that every person is worthy to be
loved. Trust in love, because it makes changes possible.
Love changes you and me. It changes people, contexts and
relationships. It changes the world. Please love your
neighborhood and country.
Jesus Christ said that whatever we do to others we
do to Him. In the Philippines , there is God for people who
are abused and abandoned. There is God who is crying for love.
If you have a child, teach them how to love the Philippines .
Teach them why they have to love their neighborhood and country.
You already know that God also will be very happy if you love others.
That’s all I really want to ask you Filipinos.
Condolences October 7, 2009
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IF I FEEL July 28, 2009
Posted by palab0y in emote, love, mga sulat ni bogart.Tags: bogart, if i feel, love, poems
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written by bogart
Sometimes I feel exhausted
Sometimes I feel I’m sick,
Can’t even move a muscle
Can’t even barely speak
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It seems I haven’t eaten
It seems I haven’t slept
My body just can’t take it
After everything it kept
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They think I need a doctor
I beg to disagree
I know my own illness
I know my remedy
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These things that I have told you,
Those things I seem to feel
Sometimes I just feel them
But they are not that real
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I just want some attention,
A hug or maybe two
I just need some comfort,
Maybe I just need you
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I can’t help but feel them
So that you’d give me care,
Or those sweet thoughts that gives me
The smiles you make me wear
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Maybe not exhausted
Maybe I’m not sick
Maybe those are child’s play
Maybe those are tricks
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Just so that you would notice
How badly I miss you, just so you would know
I’m lonely without you.
A Blogger’s Patron July 2, 2009
Posted by palab0y in education.Tags: Jose rizal, mercado rizal, national hero, pepe, rizal, rizal subject, rizal's work life and writings, te
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Juan: Paano namatay si Rizal?
Pedro: Binaril
Juan: Mali ka
Pedro: Eh paano?!
Juan: Hindi mo alam? Pinugot ang ulo, inilagay sa piso!!
Nyek Nyek Nyek
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For about two hours, I laughed about this joke that my classmate t
old me way back when I was in grade 1, only now that I was a grown up did I see how corny and senseless it was. Yet, it tickles the funny bones of all children who went through a public school. For them, our national hero’s existence lie in every joke about Jose, every chart of National Symbols on the wall, on every one peso coin and in every portrait beside our current presidents. F
or such a long period of childhood, they have know our national hero in this
point of view, even I took so many years before knowing, not how he died, but how he lived.
This was one subject I really left out for the last few
semesters of my time here in our school. I left it out for two reasons, 1) it is a minor subject in our curriculum and 2) many students leave this out too and so this subject was always available every semester. I was excited at the same time irritated since it took me almost four years before I can take it and because I know who my teacher will be.
On the bad side of luck, I was not surprised when she came on the platform, spoke in her drunken accent and gave as much assignment as we can have. In only a single session, she has assigned a reporter on every chapter of the reference book which was used even before she was a student. I found it difficult to be motivated in her class since her old-fashioned way of teaching was really hard to absorb. There were no integrations of our lessons, nothing new about that, my last two social science subjects in her class proved to be the same as today.
But enough about her, despite my idleness in her subject, I don’t know what happened but I just simply turned the pages of that book and read. When not in the mood, I read with my eyes but my thoughts say a different thing. And from the first few paragraphs, I have to read them again because I did not understand anything besides the thought of Sesame Street dancing in my mind.
I fell asleep and when I woke up, there were no classes then, I just continued reading, for ones, I became interested by the conflicts of his time, the violence of our conquerors and the Filipino’s thirst for freedom and retribution. I kept on reading, after a while, I noticed that I have gone through the chapter assigned to me which was my original purpose of opening that book. Pausing for only bathroom breaks and answering the text message on my phone, nothing stopped me from reading. I did not eat lunch on time, I brought it to the toilet, and it takes me until eleven in the evening just to feel my eyes already shedding tears for lack of rest and sleep.
After two nights and one whole day, I finished the book and to my surprise, I understood it, maybe not in full detail but by heart I understood how our hero lived before having to face death. For once, I saw through him in a different way, more than Juan and Pedro could have known him, in a way that a Filipino should know him.
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A tribute to a writer that every blogger should know of.
Poems July 2, 2009
Posted by palab0y in emote.Tags: Your name holds a lot of secrets in everybody's heart
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I may not know why I miss you
I may not know why I care
Or why I smile when I see you
Why I just stop and stare
You laughed when I am happy
I’m sad when you’re alone
I say your name so softly
When you call me on the phone
And then sometimes you ask me why
I do these things so sweet
To a girl whom just a while ago
I was able to talk to and meet
I may not know how to say these
I may not understand
My own self when you ask me
Why I held your hand
I may not know why I miss you
I may have known why you cared
But I know I want to thank you
For every moment we shared
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something to remember me of.
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i Know na pala
I may not know why I miss you
I may not know why I care
Or why I smile when I see you
Why I just stop and stare
You laughed when I am happy
I’m sad when you’re alone
I say your name so softly
When you call me on the phone
And then sometimes you ask me why
I do these things so sweet
To a girl whom just a while ago
I was able to talk to and meet
I may not know how to say these
I may not understand
My own self when you ask me
Why I held your hand
I may not know why I miss you
I may have known why you cared
But I know I want to thank you
For every moment we shared





