Define the Essence of Christmas

Blog # 10

Informal Theme # 10

   Christmas vacation had just arrived and everyone just like to have an enjoying break. I am one of those students that when vacation starts, my attitude of being unproductive starts as well. Enjoying too much, I sleep so late and of course, I woke up late as well. I find myself enjoying in front of the computer and surfing the net for like more than an hour. Well, that's obviously unproductive. In contrast to this, I was involved into something worthwhile to do - an outreach program. I know it sounds so odd because of my vacation habits. True, my Christmas this year was one of the best in my entire life.

   December 23, 2010 to be exact. Interact Club and Youth for Christ (High school - based, Community-based, etc) joined forces to share the essence of Christmas to Bahay San Jose, a small institution for the mentally-impaired people. It was located at the cold breeze of Tagaytay City. Upon entering, we saw the patience quietly lying on their own beds. I felt suddenly sad. I can somewhat see the pain destiny brought to them. Their eyes were longing for warmth. Meanwhile, we introduced ourselves and made some presentations  to entertain them. Such fulfillment I gulped when some of them joined along with us, sending their witty faces. Udang, having cerebral palsy, tried to mimic our dance presentations. It seems that we are all welcome for them. 

Yolanda Del Carmen

Birth July 7, 1978

Cerebral Palsy

   We fed them food for lunch. Each patient have their two facilitators for that day. Kyla, my partner, was assigned to take care of Gracia, one of the patients that has cerebral palsy. In the middle of lunch, she suddenly cried and longs for something. Both of us don't know what to do so we called the helpers. Later on, the helper said she just wants coffee. Maybe trying to express what she wants but she couldn't do so, she just ended up crying. I felt really blessed.

Gracia Tubang

Birth Date Unknown

Cerebral Palsy

   Waves of farewell traveled across Bahay San Jose as we left. It was a great experience for me seeing those people contented having simple clothes and food and not hoping for extravagant things. We are all lucky to be born normal. We are so lucky, so lucky that we can do all things that we want. I wish everyone would value the things that we have because others were longing for those things far beyond their reach.

   Christmas is for everyone. For me, Service equates the essence of Christmas. For what we serve for others, is what we serve to the Lord. God is good.

I can feel it!

Blog # 9

Informal Theme # 9

December 17, 2010

   It's nearly Christmas break and there's one last day to face - CHRISTMAS PARTY!  I can feel during the night before December 17 on Facebook how we, students, are excited for the Christmas party. Maybe, after almost half a year of studies, projects, homeworks, and seatworks, everyone would be excited to have some fun. As a CavSci student, I don't want to miss this day. 

   It was 4:50am when I woke up that day and I started to prepare for today's happenings. I was very excited, seriously, for the fun that awaits at school. I arrived at school late, as usual. Good thing there were no CAT officers to check for late students. I guess they were excited for this day too. Goodness, I can't stop typing the word 'excited'. My other classmates, I think, were more excited than me because of their clothes. Oh I just can't hide the happiness.

   This day, I need to burn my shyness. After all those fresh eye bags produced for every flash flood of school works, who wouldn't like to enjoy even just for a day? School life in our school is tough. Well that's my opinion. That is the way I see it. Moving on, the morning started with year level party and I joined for the game 'Trip to Jerusalem with a twist". Having Celine as my partner for the 'twist', I said to myself, "I must enjoy it." We almost won that game. Argh. Considering we are both skinny, the opponent's had the advantage. If you analyze, we really won the game. You know why? Because of all those juniors who joined, we are the thinest. Every single bone, I have contributed to the weight of my partner. WE did the most effort. Oh come on, it was easy for them. Okay, now let's stop it. I'm overreacting.

   Inside the room, there were laser lights. While eating, those lights traveled the room like crazy. I really had fun, obviously. Later on. other juniors ended up singing in front of the rented videoke machine.

   That afternoon, my mood changed a bit/lot. The Christmas program, organized by the SSG, was later on replaced by our principal. With our costumes, specially the freshmen, I want to express what I feel. "Welcome to Cavite National Science Elem. School!" I just find it too childish. Maybe that was the theme but we are now high school students. Lessen things like this, I think. Well, I don't want the day to end like this and I don't want to be a killjoy. Let's set the mood right. I talked a lot with my friends to enjoy the rest of the afternoon and didn't mind the program. I'm so sorry for that.

   Well. I think I shared a lot. That day was awesome. Even though there were some mood destroyer, it was a pleasant party together with my friends. Advance Merry Christmas!

Beneath Pepe's dreams

Blog # 8

Informal Theme # 8

December 10, 2010

   Arriving at University of the Philippines - Diliman (UPD), I was a little excited for the play to be watched entitled "Isang Panaginip na Fili". It was made by Dulaang UP, the official theatrical organization of UPD. Having cozy seats inside the auditorium, there were no distractions as we watch the whole play. Some of my classmates including me were far from the others because seats were numbered and our designated seats were way too far from the others. Anyway, the accommodation was good.

   Isang Panaginip na Fili was superb! I thought that the play Ibong Adarna was fantastic but after seeing this play, I was more amazed. It impressed me a lot. Let's review in slight detail the play. Let's start with the actors and actresses and how did they portray their characters. For me, the relived the play very well. I really liked Doña Victorina because of her witty and colorful personality. But in terms of depth and professionalism, I prefer Tunying. Shifting from one role into another, I can say it was two thumbs up. Bringing up the emotion Simon felt in the novel and the lighthearted personality of Tunying was difficult, I believe.

   Furthermore, being a musical play, it was vibrant and bizarre. The voices of each character who sang was warm and very good. There were no dull moments for each song they sang was well done and totally incredible.

  The ticket price was so much worth it till its last centavo. Dulaang UP made a musical play that never fails the audience to applause. It ended with a standing ovation and left a smile to everyone. It maybe not seen from their lips, but in their minds, it was worth their every single bliss.

Ibong Adarna: Reliving Philippine's Vast Literature

Blog # 7

Informal Theme # 7

  Corrido are long verse narratives on chivalric-heroic, religious, legendary and folkoric themes. Others define it as a metrical story, usually sung to the accompaniment of a guitar, in fandango style. Gantimpala Theater Foundation made a mark to Filipinos as they give live theater for the past 32 years. I am glad and lucky indeed that I watched one, which is Ibong Adarna.

   Considering the location, it was difficult to set the stage since the place for the live theater was a gymnasium rather than an auditorium. Inside an auditorium, all lights can be controlled. But because of the gymnasium windows, still letting the light pass through, the focus of the audience to the play itself was not that good. Personally, this was only the major flaw yet not of the play, but of the desired location.

   Artists portraying and acting-out their characters were excellent. One thing that really impressed me is that the dialogs were retained almost in its whole corrido form. Rhymes amazed me a lot. Adding more artistry, the characters were set to be in the Muslim kingdom. Ibong Adarna's setting is more European but through this, it gave a Filipino touch. Adding musical numbers from the narrator made the play so fantastic, putting more color into it. From Don Fernando to Haring Salermo, all of them made my thumbs go up. Obvious to the audience's reaction, Aaron Villaflor, being the main protagonist, garnered much attention and made a good job entertaining them.

  

   A vibrant presentation indeed! Every scene remained colorful and artistic. Props and backgrounds were detailed and it contributed a lot for the play to be not dull. From the beaded umbrellas and embroidered costumes, to the sparkling bath scene of Maria Blanca and the creative shadow figures of the seven-headed serpent. Every decorative ornaments can be inferred to be carefully selected and underwent series of selection before finalizing them.

   Filipinos are talents. Proving once again our skills in performing arts, pride for Gantimpala Theater Foundation was engraved in my mind and heart. Ibong Adarna showed so much uniqueness and style as the play flows gracefully with talented artists.

   Ibong Adarna cast after the play (from other venue of performance).

Don Juan, Don Pedro, and Don Diego

Cast having great time after the play. :)

Invaded with the Lottery Fever

Blog # 6

Informal Theme # 6

November 26, 2010

   Lines were longer and the stakes increases. Filipinos go crazy for the Lotto jackpot which costs around Php 700,000,000. Who would not be tempted to stake even one? Even though the combinations for the 6/55 can be millions, others still try their luck for the jackpot. It's like the moon waiting for the sun to come back and be together. But nobody can blame them considering the poor state of our country. So they go for something INSTANT.

   Every night when I hear news, one episode of a news program won't end without any updates for the yesterday's results or the current amount of the jackpot prize. You can see how the long line can make a crowd along with the reporter, waving their hands with their tickets. Looking deeply in our economic stability, we became desperate for high living. We want to escape this life full of sickening small daily budgets for our needs. The belt is trully tight and we're tired of these. 

   The prize is indeed a life-changer. Imagine how will your sardines transform into steamed tuna, and your instant noodles into luxurious foreign noodles. But that is how Filipinos are. We are wanderers of luck. As I've said, generally, we go for something instant. Why don't we stretch our muscles and strive hard? The feeling of earning money after a hard work is so awesome, isn't it? We must not depend on this thing. We are not handicapped. We can do something. This country wouldn't progress if everyone injects in their narrow brains that lotto can progress our lives.

   Right now, my mom wants to have a stake. She was induced with the lotto fever. Oh please, when will Filipinos learn? I respect them buying tickets for these but I think this is too much. Money blinded them. Philippines, we have faced so much trials. Please strive hard, join me. Go for money made from hard work.         

The 25th Year

Informal Theme  # 5

Blog # 5

November 19, 2010

   Life at this point is where you set your objectives to a specific goal - how to live at your own. During my elementary days, I always thought that working at offices is easier than schooling. Imagining that after work, you just have to change clothes, eat dinner, and let your wife in the future wash the dishes while you watch TV sitting on your cozy sofa. Yeah MAYBE it would happen but you have to work so hard. So I have plans for myself and I have big dreams to grab up above as early as today.

   After graduating college, I would take the board exam for the course I took. If I successfully passed the exam, I will find good jobs at the metro for experience. Once I earn enough money for myself, I will hire laundry women and maids maybe ready to serve them. Trustworthy people, I prefer. So everyday I'll be calling them if there are any problems in order to fulfill what they need.

   Some time after, I'll find my novia and probably, she will be my wife. I see myself with her raising children in a beautiful yet simple house of ours. Speaking of houses, I want to have a simple one. I don't want a luxurious house where you need to hike going to your son's bedroom or to eat some snacks at midnight. It can be a 2-story house that has the space enough for my family. I want to have a big lawn though. Every time I think of this, I feel excitement.Still there is fear for I can't read what's ahead of me.

   I really want to bring my families (wife, kids, parents) to the United States of America. I am not that kind of person who can change a nation with his might so I'll just go to other places. Personally, other people are doing their best to earn money the RIGHT way but others are floating on money of the others. PARASITES. They should have been beheaded a long time ago. My parents went to USA and stored in a lot of good stories to tell.

   Well, these are just only dreams in my mind. I don't know if time will permit these to happen. Well, I hope so. Now, all I can do is to study well and prepare myself for years of independence and striving.

Divine Comedy hit me not once, but thrice

Informal Theme # 4

Blog # 4

November 12, 2010

   Crime equates with punishment. For every negative thing you do, there is an alloted consequence for it. As the one of the laws of science says, "For every action, there is a reaction." The Divine Comedy portrays the world unseen by the living. The world divided generally into two, to suffer or to claim the prize of everlasting life of happiness.

   Inferno was a big no for me. Souls suffer for their deeds on Earth endlessly. Dante's description of Inferno was so vivid and violent. No man would even dare to enter it. Personally, Inferno made me aware of the things I'm doing above the ground. Seriously, every time I did a bad thing, Inferno appears in my mind. I'm aware that this deed would force me to go to this specific circle. Goodness, Dante was sent from above for us to repent as early as we can. Inferno hit the right spot.

   Later on in Purgatario, the story calms down a bit. One thing that stroke me most is those souls who repented for their sins before they die shall arrive at Purgatorio. Funny as it is, deep within my mind I say, "If I would die, before my last breath, I will repent for my sins so my soul won't crash at the depth of hell." Purgatorio compared to my grades, is a passing grade but still nearly failing. Maybe 85. I have a chance for my soul to be cleansed. Purgatorio brings out hope for us, sinners. From this part of Divine Comedy, I see some light from above.

   Paradiso casted out intense light. I saw the bright side of the story. Such divinity I saw when Dante portrays his version of Heaven. After Dante saw God as an image with three bright circles, I realized that it would the greatest thing on this life if you see God in person. It would be a everlasting goal to see God and to be with Him in His paradise. Still, it's hard to do this. 

   This would be my greatest lesson learned in his work of art, "God didn't say following Him was easy. It's just that, it would be worth it."

Wanderers of the World

Informal Theme # 3

Blog # 3

   We were only informed a day before on what to bring this Rovers/Roverettes Vigil. It's really a bad thing for us because we'll let our parents panic again to find weird stuffs to bring in this camping specifically, the thumb stick. No ones perfect, I guess. I want to inculcate in my mind that Ma'am Mylene has bunch of things to do and she's in the state of craziness so that I can understand why she called for a meeting for this camping only a day before.

   I went home to prepare the things I need for the camping and immediately went back to school. Honestly, I'm not excited for this camp. After the seat works, long quizzes, and recitations, now what? Give me a break! The first semester of my Junior year was a highway to hell. Most of the subjects are so hard to understand. Well, that's for me. I need to rest.

   If it is not required I would probably sleep early in an air-conditioned room. Going back to what the blog must contain, the vigil was also attended by different schools within Cavite. I want to go home so I didn't care so much about their names. We were grouped with more than a dozen of members for the upcoming talks and group presentations. We learned some new stuffs about the large society of Rover Scouts. We learned as well their objectives for the community and for the world. We learned how these vices greatly affect mankind. I learned that no matter how the country stood hopeless because of it, the Rover Scouts are ready to participate in resolving these problems.

   After the orientation and the seminars, we were blindfolded and I don't know what to expect. Later on, the Seniors, who already graduated as Rover Scouts, ordered to remove our blindfolds and answer the questions printed on a sheet of paper. I don't know how would I say this but I was slightly struck by my conscience of the wrong things I have done.

   Several videos about our parents were shown. I was kinda immune to those videos since I already realized how my parents loved me so much and how I must supposed to give it back to them. Yes, realization took place but action was moving so slow. There were a few practices before giving us the neckerchief which symbolizes Rover Scouts. With the long-time Rover Scout's blessing, I am now a Rover Scout.

    

Myself: the Cradle of Cramming

Informal Theme # 2

Blog # 2

   It was Friday, the last day of the first semester when all said their good byes to their friends. Everyone is excited about semestral break. It's so obvious that everyone was so glad to hear it because for sure this one week vacation is the time for us to have some fun.

   Oh please! Once I got home, changed my clothes, ate dinner, brushed my teeth and had a shower, I looked at my to-do list to plan further where and when to start to do these things. I was so shocked that I have lot of things to do. This would be another don't-waste-your-time task. This vacation is more appropriate to be called "semestral wish-me-luck break".

   Saturday and Sunday morning - I spent my whole day in front of the computer and I confess that that day was so unproductive. It didn't bother my conscience because in my mind, I still have one row of days ahead to do what I need to do. Days passed and I remained unproductive and the progression of the things I need to do was so slow and almost stationary. Now, I started to panic. It's my habit and I thank God that I always finish my works to be done. I don't know if I have the right to talk to God about this because laziness is considered a sin. I started to do it Wednesday morning and once in a while, I check my facebook account so I ended up again using the computer the whole day. Thursday and Friday was a little productive day. I'm done with some subjects because I concentrated to it. The last weekend of the semestral break was the kick-off to my cramming habit. We still need to fetch my parents from the airport last Sunday night. So I brought my notebooks and textbooks in the airport to finish it.

   Right now this vacation is about to end and I'm still in the middle of cramming. I hope I'm lucky that after this day, I can accomplish these homeworks and other stuffs to do. Fin.

Now who's next?

Informal Theme # 1

Blog # 1

   The whole human race doesn't know what's beneath this thing. Not so important to talk about yet we'll all walk through it. Weird but still I think it's true, some of us experienced this for a couple of minute or so. Most of their stories tries to portray great light amidst too much darkness. It is so hard to explain and so impossible to foresee. Indeed it is such a thick haze to unravel this world next to us. It suddenly popped out in my mind that what of time comes we need to navigate our lives to this world. Will you be ready for it?

   Death it is. It defines itself in two ways. Firstly, the majority of man's perception: the last episode of life. Whenever we talk about death, we rapidly think about what we have in this temporary world. We worry about our family and our friends. Or maybe our material belongings which will be wasted once we die. Often we sight sadness for we will leave them behind. Whatever your reason is to stay with them, you have to die. Yes, you HAVE to die.

   Starting point - death's defintion of optimism. For me, it would be so difficult to leave someone behind. But to my opinion, once we die, as if God wants to say, "It's time for you to rest." Ever felt how God is great to us once we die? We skip problems - our debts, personal shortcomings. Please don't think that I'm crazy. I'm just trying to make you less pessimistic about death. Because we do not have to worry. For whatever is left undone, God will make a way. God will help us on whatever is beyond our reach. Smile, death is something not to be scared of. (I know what you are thinking, I'm scared of death as well :D)

   Let me share a song to you. It's a song about what you wish to do when you're still alive. Waste no time today. For death is always a surprise. Our life is a short tick-of-a-clock away from it.

Please watch and listen. I'm begging. HAHA. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tFY3tmW9qD4&feature=related

   

The Facebook Era

Informal Theme # 8

Blog # 8

   

  It all started with Friendster, followed by Multiply and MySpace. But the latest social-networking website attracted all walks of life. Name it, it's Facebook. All of us witnessed the addicting features of Facebook. We can connect to almost everyone. We can chat, leave a comment, tag friends, post videos, and a whole lot more. But the famous quotation of Filipinos implies something. Ang lahat ng sobra ay nakasasama.

   I am one of the Facebook-user who is greatly affected. Though I have lot of school works to do, I can't resist to open my account and look for notifications and the latest news about my friends. So I always end up sleeping late and gaining a lot of eyebags. The next day, it was a tough one. I feel so sleepy at every class. I failed to listen to my teacher's introduction to our new lesson. As a result, I can't answer their questions. I went home depressed.

   I promised myself that night to minimize being active in Facebook. Before I turn on my computer, I made it sure that all my homeworks are done so I am not always in a hurry. Few weeks passed and I saw the result. It was awesome. I participate well in class. I have free time to have fun with my friends wherein unlike before, I seldom have blissful moments with them due to cramming.

   Discipline is a must. This is the most important thing when it comes to crisis. Learn to restrain yourself from something that is unnecessary. Prioritize meaningful things and never waste your time. 

   

Anger doesn't bother Him.

Informal Theme # 7

Blog # 7

   

   Ever experienced having an annoying classmate who makes your day plunge into anger? The worst thing is, he/she doesn't know that you are irritated to him/her. You are busy doing something and suddenly he/she will suddenly pop out from nowhere to talk to you about the things both of you are interested yet you're not interested talking to him/her. I don't even know how to settle this things straight.

   I had one terrible experience together with this annoying man named "Rolando". The name even sounds annoying right? No, that is not his true name. Let's respect his privacy. Moving on, it was a day of fun yet his face seems to shatter what he sees. He really messed up my whole day. The wind blew hard as I heard him say "Oh come on, time's up. It was an easy test." Because I was so flustered with so much anger, I didn't finish my exam and I immediately passed the paper. I want to scream so hard but I'm weak in saying my feelings or opinion to someone. Yet he didn't even know that we are all upset to him. The day ended to him so innocent about the fouls he done.

  Still, God said to love our enemies. The greatest irony in life! I bet I can count within my fingers those people. But the right thing must be done. Let's all dig into our hearts patience and understanding. We don't know why they act like that. There are factors can affect a person's attitude. It can be either about his family or in his previous friends.

   Understand and all will follow after. That's life. 

   

When Rain Starts to Pour

Informal Theme # 6

Blog # 6

   Cavite National Science High School is one heck of a ride. There are so many things to do. Non-stop homeworks arrive everyday. Projects were given either a month or a week before the deadline but I am one of the students who still crams due to the floods of tasks to do even during weekends. Yes, I'm always in a hurry. But when we start to think, we have a choice to quit this school right? Then why still suffer?

   We all have goals in life. We choose to take various paths. Our beliefs and opinions take us to these roads. We, CavScians, chose to enter this institution because we want to be successful someday. During our elementary days, W\we hear hearsays that this school furnished such intelligent students that even competed outside the country. Admit it, we like to be one of them. Bagging these awards and medals that was achieved by CNSHSians is a big deal to all of us. We want to prove something. 

   Choice always has two faces. It is either to grab the chance or miss the opportunity. I guess you know the answer to your question. We keep on striving hard almost up to our limits because we want to achieve something. As our parents say, this school is our stepping-stone towards the limelight of life. Personally, I still eager to keep my grades within the standards. For when tomorrow comes and the rain starts to pour, I'm geared-up with the greatest thing in life, experience.  

Informal Theme # 5

Blog # 5

To my second parent,

I just want to shout to everyone you're the best teacher in the whole wide world! Happy Teachers' Day! :)

Your Student,

Sancho :) 

Man's Molder to Success

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Blog # 4

Humanity is a vast and marvelous world,
For so many mysteries still remain untold.
So much things and stuffs for each people to uphold,
But there's one person's life we will unfold.

A chalk, blackboard, a stick and manila paper,
I see with her, while students with a piece of paper.
Standing in front of the classroom, with poise and bliss,
Every words she says, students should never ever miss.

As I stand firm, a strong relationship starts to grow,
Student and teacher, hand in hand with the life's flow.
My problems, together we fix and slowly solve,
we became friends ready for the world to revolve.

As my second parent, we travel highs and lows of life,
Arms locked, with parent and teachers facing strife.
Teachers will never change and always stays the same,
I will always remember them and will never be ashamed.

Sonnet 42 - 'My future will not copy fair my past'

Informal # 3

Blog # 3

XLII

'My future will not copy fair my past'—
I wrote that once; and thinking at my side
My ministering life-angel justified
The word by his appealing look upcast
To the white throne of God, I turned at last,
And there, instead, saw thee, not unallied
To angels in thy soul! Then I, long tried
By natural ills, received the comfort fast,
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.
I seek no copy now of life's first half:
Leave here the pages with long musing curled,
And write me new my future's epigraph,
New angel mine, unhoped for in the world!

   The poet says that her future will not define her past. Things in the past would not formulate her future. Past events will be forever in the past and it is upon her what would happen in the future.

   Such events happened to the author's life made her wrote a sonnet like this. In my assumption, the author finally moved on what happened in her past which is miserable. So she tries to forget it and seek something positive in her future. Maybe this is the time she found her lover, Robert Browning. She felt such bliss when she met him forgetting her dull and unmemorable past. She is fulfilled of her present life now and she doesn't need to reminisce her life before. she harvested joy in her present life. 

   Still, there are other possible reasons for the message of the sonnet. It can be her other personal experiences in her life.

Pop Music: A World of Competition

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    Entertainment industry breeds talents and treats them sons and daughters, but when it is showtime, they let them fight for fame.

  

   Filipinos go crazy for BigBang, Super Junior, SNSD, and other Korean Pop (K-POP) groups. Their perfect eyes, appealing smiles, and awesome dance routines make us be their top fans as we watch their music videos. We searched and dig videos in youtube and other fan sites to know their birthday, favorite color, and favorite food. They built an icon, as I would describe it. But we Filipinos can do it as well, right?

   As far as I know, Im Yoona (임윤아), member of the raging all-girl group SNSD, trained under a korean entertainment company for six years before being exposed to Korea's national television. Our entertainment industry can do it as well as long as they extract almost every skill their talents have. We, Filipinos are talented individuals. We can excel in such aspects that we outstand other countries. Philippines is not a copycat and  we can make our own identity.  

   Pop Girls and XLR8 were the one who introduced P-POP ( Philippine Pop). Unexpected for me but it is a good thing to try this kind of genre. Although we excel in different kind of music like slow and calm, it is not bad to experiment things. Maybe it would be new and unusual to hear P-POP music, but maybe we'll get use to it.

   Still, we already built an image which is our precious balladeers and acoustic singers. It includes, Christian Bautista, Nina, and Juris. We have the world-renowned Lea Salonga where every Filipino is proud of her. We have as well our divas namely Bituin Escalante, Jaya, Regine Velasquez, Zsa Zsa Padilla, and a whole lot more. They make us proud of our country, don't they?

   I can't blame some of my fellow Filipinos for them not to be proud of where they are born and what are we showing upon the world. There is corruption, slow progression, and other things that is possessed by our country that negates our individuality. These teenagers having an average height, who wouldn't stop texting till their thumbs drop can be proud of their country if we will improve a LOT. 

   One thing I noticed at Korea is that they are not ashamed of what their language is. They ride the plane of innovation along with their culture and language. Even they are one of the progressive countries in the world, they are proud of it. With these, they improve in different fields including the entertainment industry.

   Someday, Philippines will stand up loud and proud to be the Pearl of the Orient. We will be proud of our P-POP groups roaming around the globe for their fans and we will be the home of the finest talents craved by the whole world. 

Forgive Flaws

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OUR SIDE:

   This week, we all witnessed how Rolando Mendoza killed Hong Kong nationalities brutally. The result of this hostage taking incident made our neighboring country so disappointed and angry in various angles. But to think of it, how about our OFWs who were brutally murdered and abused? Did we Filipinos deprived their own individuality? 

   This hostage-taking scenario was not a proof that all these stout people with dark complexion are violent and sadistic. They fired us with bullets of frustrations without even looking in general. As if Rolando Mendoza was our country's symbol. Yes, we committed flaws, a lot. But we are all imperfect. We all deserve a second chance. 

   But they have their own flaws. These includes melamine scare which made almost the whole world aware not to buy milk products from China. Personally, I only complained about their milks and on how they are produced. We didn't treat them with such discrimination as our fellow countrymen suffer from their faults. I always bear in mind that not all of them are slipshod beings. I consider things. 

   Other Chinese nationalities, I think, do not like as well what's happening around the world because of the melamine scare. So do we. No one prayed that this would happen. These errors can be accounted to specific persons but for me, never blame all the Filipinos in this fiasco.

   Being one of the affected Filipinos, we apologize for what happened. In this blog, I only present my side and not for the whole country. Opinion's opinion I guess. The other side fought for justice and our side fought for dignity. Respect is a must. Buddha enlightens. God finds ways.