Wednesday, August 31, 2011

30 day photochallenge: Day 6

Lookie lookie! Day 6 is here! And day 6 is....

A picture of a person you’d love to trade places with for a day

The only person that I'd love to trade places with is no other than Ms. Jolie.




8 Reasons why I'd love to trade places with Ms. Jolie
  1. UN ambassadress. Opportunities to help are endless! Plus, I came across a blog that she has donated over $1 million to Doctors Without Borders and she and Brad Pitt have created the Jolie-Pitt Foundation with the purpose of eradicating rural poverty.
  2. Inks! Inks! and more inks! I soooo love her body art.
  3. A temple in Angkor, Cambodia (the place where she adopted Maddox) has been renamed in her honor.
  4. She has very healthy reproductive system. Seriously, giving birth to twins and still have that shape.
  5. Speaking of which, she is a SUPERMOM. How could you raise a lot of kids and still do filming. Yes, I understand she pays $$$$$ for the nannies but still how come she still manage to hang-out with her kids? Toy shopping and all!
  6. Gorgeous in leather, long gown, cocktail, boho. Name it, she gorgeous at it.
  7. She gets to work with Johnny Depp, Gerard Butler, Morgan Freeman, Antonio Banderas, and Denzel Washington
  8. I get to shag one of the hottest men in the world. (`nuff said)









Tuesday, August 30, 2011

30 day photochallenge: Day 5


A picture of your favorite memory

that is what Day 5 is all about.

Well here goes my favorite memory...


Welcome to Zoobic Safari!
My Achi was able to save a date for our trip and no typhoon could stop us from invading Subic!
On this trip I have learned a lot, may it be historical our just plain natural science.


Toki the toucan.
We are actually preparing for the zipline when we notice this cutie.


The turtle lover in me wanted to buy this honey.
Unfortunately, I have to let it go..
*sniffs*


Our version of blood compact.
OrangeJuice, Tequila, and Achi.


~SoulSisters~






Monday, August 29, 2011

30 day photochallenge: Day 4

*dreamy*dreamy*haaaaaayyyyyy*dreamy*dreamy*


Me and OrangeJuice




And here comes my day 4!

A picture of your favorite night

My favorite night and my most memorable night would be the night I heard Brandon Boyd singing my favorite tunes, LIVE!

Last July 23, I flew to Manila to visit my cuzies and to watch Incubus' concert. Their concert is on the 28th of the same month and it'll be held in Araneta Coliseum. Yep I went there 5 days ahead - just to prep up meself. *wink*wink*

As days come near, I couldnt help but get giddy and excited like a little girl. It was a dream come true for me! Yay! But ohhhh! The tickets! I didnt expect that i wont be able to get hold of it early. Sold out from general admission to VIP. But we got lucky cuz my Ate Tin, manage to get us tickets for upperbox. (Thanks Ate :])

On the day of the concert, Me and OrangeJuice became endorsers of Colgate and Close-up, yep, killer smile it is. We smiled, and smiled, and smiled more. You know the feeling when you are stuck in an island and then a monstrous thing is running you? Nope, that's not the feeling that we felt. But the feeling that you will be seeing your dream guy who will be singing for you, take off his shirt, and make you happy all night. Yes! That magical feeling is what we felt!


Yes, I still have that same feeling every time I look at the pictures, the concert clips, and the music videos. Lovely.


Saturday, August 27, 2011

30 day photochallenge: Day 3

Welcome to my Day 3!

A picture of the cast from your favorite show


Yes, I am one of those girls who fell in love with McDreamy! *dreamy eyes*

Aside from him, one thing I like about this show is I’m learning a lot of medical terms and procedures. From this show I have learned how one person struggles so hard to be one of the chosen few and become a resident doctor of Seattle Grace. Although that doesnt mean that they didnt have time to have fun. They sometimes go to Joe’s Bar to vent out their weariness and frustrations against the Nazi, a patient, or even their love life. Yep, they are still human so they still manage to sneak out some “little but naughty” FUN. They even do it on their sleeping quarters or Stockroom - just dont tell the chief.







Friday, August 26, 2011

Battle of the sexes



There’s a rumor going around that says MEN are stronger than WOMEN!

Oh Please!!

Can you carry a 7 lb. baby in your belly for 9 months? Can you cook, clean, and talk on the phone at the same time? Can you burn your forehead with a curling iron and not complain? Can you walk all day in 5” heels? Can you cry all night then wake up the next morning like everything is okay?


Remember guys, women are only helpless until her nail polish dries :)


Put this on your facebook wall, reblog on tumblr, and retweet on twitter if you are PROUD of being a WOMAN!






30 day photochallenge: Day 2



It’s been awhile since I last posted for my 30-day challenge. I know its supposed to be posted daily but unfortunately I flew to Manila for my vacation. So here goes my day 2! :)


A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest

Meet my half-sane, half-insane amiga Rida!

Rida and I have been friends for almost 8 years now. We met in High School, Junior year to be exact. We are part of the teacher’s enemy, semi-gang, semi-smart, awesome, rock-cum-reggae group called Rasta Babies. Rasta Babies is the secret group where only elite and highly intellectual beings are accepted. I intend to discuss further what are the mission and vision of the said group but it would be out of the topic.


So going back, Rida and I had a lot of things in common like making boys cry, studying, reading odd stuffs, piercings and body art, and as well as eating. Yes, eating and eating and more eating. Oh yes, dont forget skipping classes: chemistry, geometry, physics, and algebra. We love showing up and hittinghigher grades during exams. We love the feeling of slapping our lazy teachers with A+. That’s just us.

And though right now we maybe miles away, Rida will always be my bestie. And yes, I miss her.



Saturday, August 13, 2011

Good morning! :)




Have a yummy breakfast everyone! :)







Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Where did all the GENTLEMEN go?




… a question that remains to be unanswered. Where did they all go? What happened to the gallant men of the society? Vanished with no traces?

My aunt and cousin went to Greenhills yesterday. We travelled through LRT. As the train stopped on Betty Go – Belmonte station, an old man and his wife went in. The bus wasn’t really crowded but there is only one seat available. As expected the old man gave the seat to his wife. He looked around for an available seat but all was now taken. There were actually 7 male species seated comfortably on the train. I was expecting one of them to offer their seats to the old man. And like what they say, never expect so you’ll never be disappointed. Yes, none of them offered their seats.

When the train was approaching Gilmore station, the recording announced its next stop. Included in the announcement was the simple reminder to offer seats to old persons, handicapped, and pregnant women. I keenly observed if one of the 7 male species even heard the announcement. Sad to say, they were also deaf. The old man and his wife get off the train at J. Ruiz. Yes, no seat was offered to grandpa.

On our way home, we rode the jeepney plying AFP housing. It was raining hard so we were actually lucky to be the first passengers. About 30 minutes later, the jeepney was full. The province girl in me was expecting that we’d go straight to our destination – that the driver, just like in our province, would have at least a little concern towards his passengers. Again, expectations leads to frustrations. The jeepney driver loaded more passengers. Yes, we are overloaded. And to my amazement, all who boarded the jeepney were ladies. And two of them, since they were the last to board, have no choice but to stand on the jeepney stairs – an action that was supposed to be done only by men. Woman empowerment in a different and wrong aspect. The five ladies kneeled down on the jeepney floor. They don’t have a choice. The GREAT MEN inside the jeepney just stared at them. In amazement, I must say.

You may ask me, if I am so concerned with grandpa standing on the train or even the ladies kneeling on the jeepney floor, why do I have to wait for someone to offer a chair? Why not offer my own chair?

If you’re a man reading my post, you may think I’m a man hater. Ranting over these little things and blaming them to the male species. (no, I was never a man hater.)

If you’re a woman reading my post, you do understand that like you, I’m wondering what happened to chivalrous men of the society. Where did all the gentlemen go?

Chivalry n.

1. The medieval system, principles, and customs of knighthood.

2. A. the qualities idealized by knighthood, such a bravery, courtesy, honor, and gallantry towards women.

B. A manifestation of any of these qualities.

Gentleman n.

1. A man who combines gentle birth or rank with chivalrous qualities

2. A man whose conduct conforms to a high standard of propriety or correct behavior.


Is chivalry really dead in our modern world?



Ask yourself young man.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

30 day photochallenge: Day 1





A picture of yourself with 10 facts.

tadaaaah!!




here's my 10 facts:

born under the starsign Virgo

photographer by heart
(I just love taking pictures!)

Pet lover!
(turtles, snakes, dogs, cats, fishes: name it, I loveeee it!)

Always online
(pwn3d by technology)

footballera
(i love playing football. Had my dream come true when I played soccer for our college)

Booklover
(I lost count on how many books I have read. And no
w that I have kindle, life is going to be 101x fun!)

Musiclover
(Music gives you happiness and sadness... a
nd it also, it also HEALS YOUR SOUL)

Chocoholic
(ahhhhh... my best friend!)

Waterloo: Math!
(Dont ask me why!)

Weirdness Overload
(I couldnt count on my fingers how many people have noticed how weird I am. I have this child-like fascination over cute stuffs, itsy-bitsy little stuffs, weird looking items, and some sort. Im just born like that. Deal with it!)



Monday, July 18, 2011

30 day photo challenge



Alrighty! I created this tumblr account for a year now and you could just imagine how I’ve been occupying such space on the worldwideweb with zero activity. And since I’m not really that active on blogging (lost the motivation again), I’ve decided to challenge myself with the 30 day photo challenge. 30 day photo challenge started on November of 2010. Now the facebook entertainment community have a growing population of 249,251 and counting. Below are the list of photo challenge a challenger must do. Go ahead. Feel free to try.


  1. A picture of yourself with 10 facts
  2. A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest
  3. A picture of the cast from your favorite show
  4. A picture of your favorite night
  5. A picture of your favorite memory
  6. A picture of a person you’d love to trade places with for a day
  7. A picture of your most treasured item
  8. A picture that makes you laugh
  9. A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most
  10. A picture of the person you do the most f*kced up things with
  11. A picture of something you hate
  12. A picture of something you love
  13. A picture of your favorite band or artist
  14. A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without
  15. A picture of something you want to do before you die
  16. A picture of someone who inspires you
  17. A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently
  18. A picture of your biggest insecurity
  19. A picture and a letter
  20. A picture of somewhere you’d love to travel
  21. A picture of something you wish you could forget
  22. A picture of something you wish you were better at
  23. A picture of your favorite book
  24. A picture of something you wish you could change
  25. A picture of your favorite day
  26. A picture of something that means a lot to you
  27. A picture of yourself and a family member
  28. A picture of something you’re afraid of
  29. A picture that can always make you smile
  30. A picture of someone you miss


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Thursday, May 5, 2011

Faith



Once, all villagers decided to pray for rain. On the day of prayer, all people gathered and only one boy came with an umbrella.

That's Faith. ♥



Saturday, April 30, 2011

I kissed April goodbye

Bright, sunny day to end April - me and my friends decided to go trekking to Mambukal Mountain Resort.

Mambukal Resort is about 31 kilometers east of Bacolod and is surrounded by therapeutic sulfur springs, leisure trails leading to waterfalls, streams, lush valleys and hiking trails leading up to Mount Kanlaon.

It was a "no-plan: we're just bored" outing, so we are really not sure what's in store for us. The boys werent even prepared so they decided to buy some "gears" in the nearest market. As for us girlies, we went shopping for basic stuffs like chips, water, and more water!

Our first stop: SM Save More - Libertad.



COUPLE A: Tarah and James


COUPLE B: Tequila and Phael


After our breakfast and prep sessions at Save More, we are now ready to face the challenge.



Welcome to Mambukal Resort!
Now let the trekkin' begin!

Inside Mambukal Resort, you will find lots of amenities like sulfur bath, swimming pool, bathhouse with spa, boating lagoon, butterfly garden, rock climbing wall, and slide for life.

They also have their food court with 5 different concessionaires. We decided to have our lunch taken out since we want to have it on the 7th falls. And since the trail for 7th falls inside the resort does not allow bringing of food, we took the other way - the longer way. The road less traveled. It was actually an hour and a half walk compare to the one inside the resort, but we dont have any choice.

I'm giving credits to this guy since he never gave me a single flower before.
Not that I blame him for not doing it, I'm just not a fan of cutesy, fancy, flower-giving tradition.


What a scene!


GameCocks farm on top of the mountain


Thirst quencher

And we're so glad for this cute water bombs we bought in Save More. For 5 Php each, it helped us get through the tiring walk under the sun.

So what's the 7th falls looks like?

You need to check it out by yourself. :) Trust me, it's worth it. Although I could not assure you that you wont get....

Blisters! x_x


Lunch Time!
We arrived around 1:30 PM, and gosh we are starving and tired. So we prepared our lunch (which we bought from the food court inside the resort) and ate sincerely. Ahhhh!! :)

After eating, we decided to take a dip. The water is very cool and the sound of it is so relaxing. I love it there! Serenity. Pollution-free. Heads up though: take it easy with the slippery rocks.

We left the 7th falls around 3 Pm and trekked down to other falls. Along the way, wild flowers caught my attention.


And though we hiked the other way, Mother Nature never failed to amaze me with its beauty.


After 20 minute walk, we arrived at the 6th falls. The 6th falls is less crowded but surely caters for the daredevils. It is 12 feet with strong current and only few would dare ump from the high cliff.


And one of them is...


Phael: My knight in shining aluminum foil with a daredevil attitude.

This part of the 6th Falls is about 12 feet high.


After satisfying his thirst for adventure, we hiked again to check out other falls.

3rd Falls.

After about 5:30, we decided to pack up and fix ourselves. Its time to go home. But before leaving the resort, we decided to drop by the Butterfly Garden.

The Butterfly Garden is located near the Boating Lagoon. Admission Fee is 20 Php. Inside, you'll find taxidermies of different butterflies, beetles, and other insects. Life cycle of butterflies are also shown in diagrams as well as its anatomies.


Taxidermy of Beetles and Butterflies.



And of course, you get a chance to have a close encounter with these beautiful winged creatures.


Us and the butterflies. ♥

Indeed, time flies so fast when you are having fun. We left the resort around 6 PM.

Tired but happy.

We finally made it to Bacolod around 7 PM and decided to have dinner at McDonalds. I really had a great time with Tarah, James and Phael. This is actually our post monthsary celebration. Yay! We're 6 months and counting.


Our next stop: Silay!




Saturday, April 23, 2011

Hours from now...


Hours from now I will be celebrating something special... ALONE.
The mere thought of it make me feel sad already.
Empty. Shallow. Sad.


Tuesday, March 8, 2011

For Nanay




Perhaps you whispered a prayer for our late grandmother. Or perhaps you sent a lovely card or sat quietly in a chair. And perhaps you spoke the kindest words as any friend could say. Whatever you did to console our hearts, we thank you so much for whatever part you have done, during the time of our bereavement.


To tell you honestly, standing here in front of you is never easy. Much more I have a hard time putting all my grandma’s good traits to writing. I don’t know if I could give justice to what she overcame in her lifetime. I know we are all grieving today for we all lost a great lady. But I know wherever she is now she’s happy and contented with what she left us. And I know somewhere in a place called heaven, she and Tatay Pering, together with my Tito Job are having a good time celebrating their special reunion with God.


Nanay Pat was a mother, a sister and a friend to all of us. I’m sure each and every one of you here today has something to share on how my grandmother touched your life. And I, as one of her granddaughters, have my fair share of that good and loving memories.


When I was young, my cousins and I would spend our summer vacation in Nanay’s house. Like any other kids, getting dirty was fun for us and bath time ruins the moment. Nanay would always look after our hygiene and would run after us when bath time came. Nanay was one of the vainest person we know. She would teach us how to take care of ourselves, and how to thank God for the blessing of good health. And I know the rest of the granddaughters would agree, that one of the traits we got from our beloved grandma was vanity.


As I was growing up, Nanay would give simple reminders like: “Cat, indi magpagab-I puli.” Or “Cat, halong magtabok, tan-aw gid sa kilid kag kilid.” She never fails to tell me how to be careful and be wary when I’m riding a jeepney or when I’m going home. Nanay would also tell me how to look after my parents, especially Mama, when we are going home late at night. She would always say: “Kung wala si papa mo, updan mo guid si mama mo ha. Ikaw iya bodyguard.” And I know that its not only me, who would hear those constant reminders. For I know, whenever my cousins call overseas, she would say: “Cge lagi kayong mag-ingat dyan at magdasal.” Or “You always take care over there and pray.” In her cute tagalog and English accent.


For us staying here in Bacolod, Sundays were the best part of the week. It was something to look forward for, since Nanay would cook lunch for us after church. Nanay was the best cook ever and I know some of you could attest to that. Chicken curry and chicken-pork adobo were some of my favourites. If you are on a diet, it is not a good idea to go to nanay’s house on Sunday. The word Delicious would never suffice how delish the meals she cooked.


On the last months that she spent with us, Nanay would always find a way to make us feel loved. She would always say; “I love you todo-todo without preno.” And if our family would have a tagline, I’m sure that’s one of those. Till her last breath, nanay would look after us and would fondly say “take care, cause I care”.


Nay, wherever you are right now, I want you to know how much we miss you and how thankful we are to have you. We will never forget the values that you taught us. Thank you for showing us how important we are to you and making us all feel loved. Ma miss ko guid ang mga tugon mo kag ang paangga mo nga “ Day, palit na ta day diaper”. I would miss that toothless smile and that old lady in the picture with a rockstar hand gesture. Nay, salamat guid sa tanan especially for giving birth to the best father in the whole world. Thank you for being an outstanding mother to him, and for bringing him up as a responsible and loving man. He is what he is now, because of you. Thank you also nay for taking care of my sister Arah, cause without you, inday belle would not turn out to be an amazing sister and a loving daughter. Without you as one of her inspirations, the sickly, premature baby Arah, wouldnt fight for her life. And Nay, without your kind words and affectionate touch, my brother Ricky wouldn’t be a sensitive man as he is now. We may no longer see you but you will always be in our hearts. We will always be thankful that we knew a special lady like you. And we would always be proud that our nanay is a Rockstar. And yes, we love her todo-todo, without preno.



Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Dark Chocolates makes me happy

March 1, 2011 - I was so exhausted after a long day at work. So I decided to drop by at SM for some "cheer-me-up" treat.



Studies have shown that dark chocolates can help reduce blood pressure slightly and improve endothelial function. Aside from that, it can improve cholesterol level by decreasing oxidation of low density lipoprotein, the so-called "bad" type of cholesterol and raising high-density lipoprotein, the "good" cholesterol. And like any other chocolates, it stimulates endorphin production (which give a feeling of pleasure), contains serotonin (which acts as an anti-depressant), and other stimulants like caffeine and theobromine.

Nah, I'm not that health-buff monster that is so concerned with all of that facts about my precious gelato. All I wanted was to energized after that 8 hours shift. And yes, that simple dessert did its job. :)



Sunday, February 27, 2011

6 days from now...

27 February 2011 – Yes. 6 days from now I'm going to deliver the most difficult speech I made in my 23 years of existence. I dont know if I could stand tall in front of everyone without shedding a single tear. 6 days from now, I’m going to delivery a eulogy for my grandmother.

Seven days ago, my grandmother passed away due to massive stroke. I don’t know if I could consider myself lucky being able to witness her last minutes with us. It was a combination of emptiness, sorrow, and comfort - ambivalence. Witnessing that part of her life was never easy. I felt like a shallow, lifeless person, standing beside her deathbed. I saw that same emotion in every face of the person, who, like me, witnessed her last minutes. A part of us died with her.

Phone calls were non-stop. Beeping of the life-support machines were non-stop. Tears were non-stop. Everything was non-stop. It felt like the time was fast forwarded 7x than the usual and I was left there, standing stagnant. All I wanted to do at that very moment was to hug Nanay – hoping that I could stop her from leaving. Writing this down and reminiscing what happened that day is as difficult as you could imagine.

When the ECG results gave a straight line, I finally accepted that Nanay is not here anymore. I could touch her, but she couldn’t feel me. I could kiss her, but she couldn’t kiss back. I could tell her how much I love her a million times, but she could respond back. I could no longer hear her say: “I love you todo todo without preno”. My only reconciliation was the thought that finally, Nanay and Tatay together with Tito Job, is finally together – forever.

As I count the remaining days that I could see her face through that crystal covering, I don’t know where to start and how to write that special speech dedicated for her. I don’t know if I could give justice on describing her as a strong warrior of God, a loving mother, and a caring grandmother to all of us.

6 days. I have 6 days. And I know in my heart that 6 days is not enough to write that special speech. It will never be enough.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Purple

October 24, 2010 - Just when you thought nobody is worth it, someone comes along and did something stupid.

"I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when y
ou make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all."

This is the sonnet that Kat Stratford (played by Julia Stiles) created and dedicated to Patrick Verona (played by Heath Ledger) in the movie 10 Things I Hate About You.

The movie was adapted from Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew. In the movie, Patrick was the notorious one. Kat, on the other hand, was the smart girl who doesnt care what her schoolmate thinks about her. But no matter how mean Kat was, Patrick was able to tame the shrew. And Kat fell in love with the notorious Patrick. And I know, Kat didnt see it coming.

Like me, I didnt see it coming as well. I didnt thought that I would be able to find someone who would dare tame the shrew in me. I never thought someone would stay after finding out a lot of things about me. He made me feel special and wonderful. He made me feel good about myself. More than that, he made me feel that I deserve to be love - that I have the right to be loved.

And this weird feeling that I never felt since I was born, made me feel excited and inspired. So this is LOVE. And this is what makes life worth living. :)


.This was totally unplanned matching outfit.


Dear Bee,

Faith. Trust. && Pixie dust. That's all we need for now. I am now ready to face this crazy thing they called LOVE. I am not ready to break down the walls I built for year even thought it would make me vulnerable. But I could careless because I know you will do me no harm and that you will take care of me. You opened my eyes and made me see that life is beautiful when it is shared with someone special. I ♥ you and I don’t care what they think. I ♥ you for the man you want to be and I ♥ you for the man you almost are. Let's just enjoy this ride and have fun. :)











Maybe I know, somewhere deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways to make it alone
Or keep a straight face

And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable distance
And up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness
Because none of it was ever worth the risk
But you are the only exception

You are the only exception
And I'm on my way to believing...











Monday, October 4, 2010

Identity Lost

Healing the Soul of the Nation
by Marlene Aguilar

When I was growing up I was told in school that my country was colonized by Spain, for a period of over 330 years. We were then colonized by the U.S. for 46 years and occupied by Japan for 3 ...years. School also taught me that I should be grateful to Spain because the Spanish gave the Philippines European civilization and religion. Unfortunately most Filipinos still believe this. That is why the Philippines is still in the dark age. How did my people come to believe these lies? I do not see how any people could understand colonization in these terms. The Spaniards came to my country. They murdered our men, raped our women, stole our lands and enslaved those who survived. They damaged our cultures beyond repair. The Spaniards came to the Philippines, as they did in other countries, to rape, murder and plunder. And in school I was taught to be grateful because Spain had given me their religion and their so-called civilization. This is like asking the Jews to be grateful to Hitler.

Imagine a group of armed bandits storming into this room right now, raping you, slaughtering you, and stealing everything of value. When they are finished, they tell you, the surviving victims, “Here is our civilization and religion. Be grateful.”

I thought the Philippine education system had changed from the time I was a little girl. Recently I started to read the Philippine Constitution in a textbook by Hector S. De Leon, 2005 edition, that is given to today’s students at the Universities of the Philippines and Ateneo. On page 12 it says… and I quote:

“The demerits, however of the Spanish administration were more than offset by its merits.

(a) The Spanish rule, when viewed in the broader light of global colonization, was generally mild and humane. The Filipino people were not brutalized. Spaniards and Filipinos intermarried and mingled socially. Slavery and tribal wars were suppressed.

(b) It brought about the unification of the Filipino people. The diverse tribes were molded into one people, under one God, one King and one government, and out of their common grievances against Spain, blossomed the spirit of nationalism; and

(c) Spain uplifted the Filipinos from the depth of primitive culture and paganism and gave them the blessings of Christianity and European civilization.”

End of quote. “Spain uplifted the Filipinos from the depth of primitive culture and paganism.” How can Spain call the Filipinos primitive when they were the ones who came here to rape and murder? Who is primitive? My forefathers honored the moon, the stars, the earth, the mountains and the trees. What is wrong with that? Don’t you honor god when you honor nature?

If to become Christian means to slaughter my mother, my father, my brothers and my sisters, I would rather be pagan.

Spain did not give the blessing of Christianity to my forefathers! They were told to convert to Christianity or die! That is what Spain did to many countries all over the world.

I believe that our problem in the Philippines today is not lack of money nor too much greed and corruption. This is not the root of our problem. Rather it is first and foremost a lack of identity. An individual who cannot grow up with an identity can never be confident, and can never know success. The Philippines is full of individuals without identity, without confidence. The Philippines is suffering from an identity crisis. I believe this is what makes this country a poor nation.

Filipinos often complain about the problems of the Philippines comparing this nation to China, Japan, Singapore and the USA. We cannot make this comparison. There is no comparison. These nations have not been raped and plundered like the Philippines. None of these nations have suffered foreign domination for almost 400 years!

The Republic of the Philippines was inaugurated on July 4, 1946. We have only been an independent state for 60 years. We cannot expect this country to heal in such a short period of time.

Our soul has been damaged by continuous foreign control. But we can fix this. We can change the future. It is up to us. I believe our only chance for survival and progress is to raise a new generation of Filipinos aware of their rich culture and noble heritage. For the past ten years I have been publishing books to defend and promote Philippine art and culture. I believe that some day soon there will be a cultural revolution that will inspire the Philippine cultural renaissance. I believe there are many Filipinos like me who will make a difference, who will make this happen.

There is hope. As long as there are Filipinos like me, like my brother Freddie Aguilar, our national artist Napoleon Abueva, Alwin Sta. Rosa, Mita Ong, Rafael Cusi and all the artists here tonight who love the Philippines and are willing to take a stand, there is hope.

I believe that the Filipino artists are the flame keepers of our rich culture and heritage.

I believe that together the Filipino artists can heal the soul of this beautiful nation.

Mabuhay ang sining Pilipino!

Maraming salamat po!

Speech by Marlene Aguilar
Publisher / Author
Yin and Yang by Cusi Book Launching

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

30 thingamabob on my September

1 September 2010 - September is here! Yeeehhhaaa!! I feel like a little kid every time September kicks in. September just depicts a lot of things - holidays, Halloween, weddings, baptisms and the usual. –Ber months (may also mean BEER month) is just something to look forward to, and September is just the beginning.

So on the last day of August, I got lazy and decided to write my 30 thingamabob to make my September special.


  • Redecorate and redecorate more.


I always wanted to redecorate my room. Maybe now is the right time to do a little feng shui and embrace the new aura:)


  • Capture precious moments


Here-a-click, there-a-click, everywhere-a-click-click. I want to revive that other part of me. I miss taking pictures! So Imma doing it again. Just capture anything random ♥♥♥♥♥


  • Read at least 5 books.


Fiction or Non-Fiction. a century old or contemporary. It doesnt matter, so long as it's entertaining. :)


  • Go trekking!

I miss doing this! I have to do this again.


  • Finish 2 350-piece puzzle.

So my sister Belle sent me this huge box of landmark puzzles. It has been lying in my room for a month now. It contains 10 puzzles with different number of pieces, with 350 as the minimum and 1000 as the max number. And since its my first time to engage in the huge, puzzling activity, there's nothing wrong with taking the smaller step and start with the minimum.


  • Make some random stranger happy

Awhile ago I said that -Ber months depicts holidays. I dont have to wait for Christmas to give love, right? So better start early since Santa might add me on his good girl list.


  • Blog like there’s no tomorrow

I'll try to make it as updated as possible :)


  • Take parents to a very nice, extravagant dinner.

Simply because THEY DESERVE IT ! :)


  • Go out of town.

Explore and appreciate God's creation. Those are the two goals I intend to achieve.


  • Learn vanity.

Get fit. Make-up application. Wax. Massage. Scrub. The usual vanity fair.


  • Get wasted.


For once, I want to try losing all the inhibitions. Party! Party!


  • Go 24-hour media free.


In a world of WiFi and social networking, where people talk on walls and tweet like birds, it's kinda difficult to go media free for 24 hours. Totally media free. This is quite a challenge since the moment I wake up, I wash my face with Facebook, brush my teeth with Twitter, babble on the phone for breakfast, and exercise my thumbs for SMS. And dont forget to add TV and DvD marathons! Whew! Quite a challenge indeed.


  • Play a sport


Basketball. Volleyball. Billiards. Pingpong. Capoeria. Whatever pops-up first, I'm willing to try.


  • Plant a tree


Planning to do this once a month. (Paging Rina Rose Pacete)


  • Watch a Tagalog flick.


I rarely watch Tagalog flicks because they have same usual ending. And they usually have same storyline - an ugly duckling who turned into a lovely swan (TAKE NOTE: When I say, lovely swan it meant fairer, beautiful face and skin which you dont see in slums), who happens to be the poorest girl in town (this is the difficult part to believe of the story line. THINK! how can a pretty, ever gorgeous, pimple-free, with model-like body, live in the poorest of the poorest slums? I'm not degrading or I'm not saying that just because someone lives in slums doesnt have the right to be the gorgeous, pimple-free with hot body chick. But seriously, can we not think of the appropriate face value for the character? Commercialism must have sucked out our creativity on how to play and base everything in real life.) made the richest man fell in love with her. Of course the parents disapproves the love story because they prefer this other beautiful but rich girl for their son. So the keeps flowing with "You and me against the world theme." Then, the antagonist decided to do something desperate to have the man of her dreams *insert the ugly looking GOONS here*. So they planned this evil "Kidnap the main character" plan. Poorest girl got kidnapped and who do you expect to save her? Of course the rich kid himself, who happens to know how to fire and shoot guns. Hero saves the heroine, hero and heroine run, hide, run, duck, promise to stay together forever and ever in a cheesy way, fire guns, then comes to a point where the antagonist shouts - thus the arguing part. and then, you know the ending. Of course the antagonist dies, or begs forgiveness, but the whole point is, parents accepts poorest girl and they live happily, ever after.
And you may want to insert somewhere the sing and dance number. Although I couldnt deny the fact that we, Filipinos, couldnt come up with a better film. There's Serbis and Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros and other award-winning films. I wish we could do films like these more often and not the usual commercialized movies (and they wonder why the Movie Industry is slowly dying). Hopefully, on the next Tagalog film that I'm going to watch, everything is worth it. talk about moolah and time.


  • Update planner and stick to it!


Birthdays, appointments, notes, reminders. STICK TO IT! NO RESCHEDULES!


  • Kiss a stranger


This sounds fun! *Evil grin*


  • Visit Lola Azon, Lolo Lydio and Tito Job.

So I could thank them for giving me such wonderful parents. And as for Tito Job, its to tell him, that even if I cant remember who he was, he still have a special place on my heart. :)


  • Give praises.

Praise can be a powerful form of encouragement. Who doesnt want to be praised?


  • Have a movie marathon.


Preferably Foreign independent movies. It's all about INDIE.


  • Delete. Edit. Upload.


Pictures. tons of pictures to work on and share to the world how survive this harsh world with a smile. :)


  • Write a wishlist.


And make it come true if possible.


  • Get involved


Be a volunteer to the organization I believe in. Advocating it will be the best part.


  • Reflect on my greatest weakness, and realize how it is my greatest strength.


As what Tony Boot would say "Believe in yourself and be confident"


  • Hug 50 special people.


Hugging is good medicine. It transfers energy, and gives the person hugged an emotional boost. You need four hugs a day for survival, eight for maintenance, and twelve for growth. A hug makes you feel good. The skin is the largest organ we have and it needs a great deal of care. A hug can cover a lot of skin and gives the message that you care. It is also a form of communication. It can say things you don't have words for. The nicest thing about a hug is that you usually can't give one without getting one. ~Unknown


  • Learn a new dish


Cooking! Yay! I wish I could survive this! Good luck pots and pans, youll gonna get charred. x_x


  • Reformat gizmos.

Hello there DEFRAG. Hello there REFORMAT. Goodbye JUNK FILES.


  • Write a letter.


Communicating - the old school way.


  • Say goodbye.


I just think it's about time to understand what "Let go" means.


  • Live. Love. Laugh.

Because that is the best part of living