OTOT! song composed by RommelRat , inspired by Budoy
mangotot ko 2x
gi-sakitan pa jud ko, na ngotot ko sa imong tungod
dako kaayo 2x
ang akong otot, ohhhhh!
mangotot ko 2x, gisakitan pa gyud kooh, ohhhhh!
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Goodbyes....
What is good in parting, what is good in being left behind, what is good in waiting for someone to come back, what is good in hoping that you will be remembered.
Old friends, new friends, new found friends, on-line friends, trivial friends, one way or the other, your paths has crossed. Each prose that comes from the keyboard are linkages of your emotions. Some will call it shallow but I call it spiritual. How then can you unravel the connection of minds and thoughts on someone you just read and sometimes feel?
Arianne, we may not have seen each other, but you have touched my soul. Cebu will always be a part of you. I may not be a part of your planeteers but I feel that I am your constant moon, following every revolution that your planet takes. Your everlasting light that follows the tides of your life. Wherever you go, my thoughts will always be with you, as silent as the moon, as strong as the pull of gravity.
Goodbye, my baby Rain. But its really a pseudo-parting, the earth is still round and web is very much expanding.
Hello, again.
Old friends, new friends, new found friends, on-line friends, trivial friends, one way or the other, your paths has crossed. Each prose that comes from the keyboard are linkages of your emotions. Some will call it shallow but I call it spiritual. How then can you unravel the connection of minds and thoughts on someone you just read and sometimes feel?
Arianne, we may not have seen each other, but you have touched my soul. Cebu will always be a part of you. I may not be a part of your planeteers but I feel that I am your constant moon, following every revolution that your planet takes. Your everlasting light that follows the tides of your life. Wherever you go, my thoughts will always be with you, as silent as the moon, as strong as the pull of gravity.
Goodbye, my baby Rain. But its really a pseudo-parting, the earth is still round and web is very much expanding.
Hello, again.
I have created a lot of blogs inside my head, from my thoughts on food, anecdotes I heard, on funny signs, my bad and nice feelings and some things related with my work.
Pero unsa mang hitabo-a kung, mag-atubang nako sa monitor, mawala man tanan. Is this what we call as blogemesia? (kauban kaha ni sa blogorheaa o opposite?)
God, i wish i could be as poetic as my baby rain or as prolific as the bisdakplaneteers, or as philosophic as paolo, but it will remain a wish as of now.
please GOD, give me the power of the written word.
Pero unsa mang hitabo-a kung, mag-atubang nako sa monitor, mawala man tanan. Is this what we call as blogemesia? (kauban kaha ni sa blogorheaa o opposite?)
God, i wish i could be as poetic as my baby rain or as prolific as the bisdakplaneteers, or as philosophic as paolo, but it will remain a wish as of now.
please GOD, give me the power of the written word.
Whispering Stupidity: a vacation in hell
The long weekend brought us to the island of Negros. The Hubby was climbing the majestic Mt Kanloan with the Boylets and we were sent to the island of Sipaway just off San Carlos City (just 20 mins by pump boat from the port) to wait for his return from the mountains. Upon arriving at the WHISPERING PALMS BEACH RESORT (German owned with 5 wives), we were very much impressed with the clean cottages and well maintained shrubs and greens.
However, we were much disappointed with their services and with the German owner with a myopic view of what a friendly resort should be. He charged us P2,400 (>< 50$) with a family room with no TV, no 24H aircon (only 6pm to 6am, to save on generator fuel, kuno, but isnt that included in the cost ?), only 2 single beds, and he has the nerve to impose a 4 pax only to a room when his brochure clearly stated 6 pax to a family room. There were 4 of us and my son, he wanted us to get another room because ONLY 4 PAX ARE ALLOWED ONLY. How stupid can he be! the 5th person was a 9 year child. Luckily, he saw the light. But, oh my, the food was very much over priced (one order from their menu is equivalent to one meal we have, good for 5 pax with extra rice, ice cream and 2 rounds of drinks at San Carlos City) and WE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO BRING FOOD AND BEVERAGES. We don't mind paying top money as long as its reasonable, and, hello, this is not our first time to have an out of town vacation nor stayed in a "high end" resort.
We chose to be patient in honor of the feast day of San Carlos Borromeo which happened to be celebrated that weekend. We spend the rest of the day swimming, and there was no pool life guard ! the pool doesn't even have lights during the night ! And on the day we checked out, they was no bellboy to carry our heavy bags.
Whisper it LOUD and CLEAR, stay away from this resort.
However, we were much disappointed with their services and with the German owner with a myopic view of what a friendly resort should be. He charged us P2,400 (>< 50$) with a family room with no TV, no 24H aircon (only 6pm to 6am, to save on generator fuel, kuno, but isnt that included in the cost ?), only 2 single beds, and he has the nerve to impose a 4 pax only to a room when his brochure clearly stated 6 pax to a family room. There were 4 of us and my son, he wanted us to get another room because ONLY 4 PAX ARE ALLOWED ONLY. How stupid can he be! the 5th person was a 9 year child. Luckily, he saw the light. But, oh my, the food was very much over priced (one order from their menu is equivalent to one meal we have, good for 5 pax with extra rice, ice cream and 2 rounds of drinks at San Carlos City) and WE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO BRING FOOD AND BEVERAGES. We don't mind paying top money as long as its reasonable, and, hello, this is not our first time to have an out of town vacation nor stayed in a "high end" resort.
We chose to be patient in honor of the feast day of San Carlos Borromeo which happened to be celebrated that weekend. We spend the rest of the day swimming, and there was no pool life guard ! the pool doesn't even have lights during the night ! And on the day we checked out, they was no bellboy to carry our heavy bags.
Whisper it LOUD and CLEAR, stay away from this resort.
battle of no reason
if you know the enemy and know yourself,
you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.
if you know yourself but not the enemy,
for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat.
if you know neither the enemy nor yourself,
you will succumb in every battle
-the art of war, sun tzu
you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.
if you know yourself but not the enemy,
for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat.
if you know neither the enemy nor yourself,
you will succumb in every battle
-the art of war, sun tzu
on friday, it will be my only son's 9th birthday. time indeed, flew very fast.
he was just as little as a coca cola bottle, now,
he occupies half of our super king size bed and snore as loud as his daddy.
he's starting to talk about girls!
whew! girls!
the bane of every possessive mother's existence.
please stay away from my son.
im not ready yet to relinquish my supposedly supreme possession over him.
i know i have to but let me cherish the moment.
he has to be his own man
but for now he is mommy's little man.
Little Man JoeHey
on friday, it will be my only son's 9th birthday. time indeed, flew very fast.
he was just as little as a coca cola bottle, now,
he occupies half of our super king size bed and snore as loud as his daddy.
he's starting to talk about girls!
whew! girls!
the bane of every possessive mother's existence.
please stay away from my son.
im not ready yet to relinquish my supposedly supreme possession over him.
i know i have to but let me cherish the moment.
he has to be his own man
but for now he is mommy's little man.
he was just as little as a coca cola bottle, now,
he occupies half of our super king size bed and snore as loud as his daddy.
he's starting to talk about girls!
whew! girls!
the bane of every possessive mother's existence.
please stay away from my son.
im not ready yet to relinquish my supposedly supreme possession over him.
i know i have to but let me cherish the moment.
he has to be his own man
but for now he is mommy's little man.
Erap and His Three Billion
from Atty Allan Siu's blog (http://siu.i.ph), my favorite online lawyer, friend of our friends
Guilty. Joseph Estrada is found guilty of plunder.
This is an important mark in our history – the first time a head of state is tried and convicted of a crime committed while in office. Of course not as cold and uncharitable how we’ve seen people in Korea or Iraq did of their erring leaders. We are, perhaps, a compassionate lot. Look how we allowed Marcos to take a Hawaiian vacation after his ouster. And now, Erap while on trial, is well-rested in the comfort of his Tanay rest house.
The verdict was well, expected – assuming that the Arroyo Administration had a hand in the outcome – now repeatedly muttered as a post-verdict spin by the Erap supporters, that it is nothing but a political decision intended to legitimize GMA’ assumption to power. The logic, of course, is not farfetched. For indeed, following such assumption, if Arroyo allowed a total acquittal – she will be just supplying the noose with which to hang herself, so to speak.
But without painting any political color on the decision and by simply sieving through the reasoning of the Sandiganbayan would perhaps render irrelevant any suspicion of it as being simply a politicial decision. Setting aside pure conjectures, the court should be credited for such an evidently exhaustive and judicious decision.
Consider for example the court’s finding (and Erap’s blunder?) that he is the personal and beneficial owner of the “Jose Velarde” account, part of which was established to be the commissions personally gained by Erap in the purchase of Belle Shares using GSIS and SSS funds. The amount of commission paid: P189,700,000.00.
Here’s a pertinent snippet of the court’s decision:
x x x The Court finds that former President Estrada is the real and beneficial owner of EPCIB combo account C/A No. 0110-25495-4 and S/A No. 0160-62501-5 in the name of Jose Velarde.
The eyewitness account of Prosecution witness Clarissa Ocampo that she saw former Pres. Estrada sign the name Jose Velarde in the various documents presented to him x x x was undisputed by (him) and constitutes direct evidence that former Pres. Estrada signed as Jose Velarde.
Another direct evidence that (he) is Jose Velarde is the admission of former Pres. Estrada that he signed as Jose Velarde in the documents presented to him by Ocampo.
As stated, SSS and GSIS used the funds belonging to its million belonging to millions of members to buy Belle Shares upon instruction of former Pres. Estrada who benefited for his personal gain from the P189,700,000 commission paid in consideration of the purchase of the Belle shares by SSS and GSIS.
The amount of P189,700,000.00 deposited to the Jose Velarde account of former Pres. Estrada are public funds. x x x”
The crime of plunder which Erap is convicted of deserves utmost condemnation. I do not share, nor consent to the view that his being a former president extenuates the gravity of this crime.
On the contrary, the fact that a person of such high government position and entrusted with such immense power is perhaps the aggravating circumstance that impelled the legislators to make plunder a heinous crime in the first place. The respect accorded to the position of the President should be contra-distinguished from a rightful condemnation of the crime. We should learn to put each in its proper place.
Unfortunately, the media has turned this event into circus frenzy. No, I’m sorry, not circus, but a drama frenzy. On TV, we see celebrity friends of Erap interviewed, we see politicians deliver their misplaced sympathies and we see close family members and Erap supporters with their impassioned speeches, as if Erap is the luckless victim of this perceived elaborate contrivance perpetrated by the government against him.
The deluge of human drama and political propaganda the media has, wittingly or unwittingly, so copiously fed the public only served to bury the important underside of this whole event – the evil of plunder. It seems that the evident enormity and flagrancy of the crime has been lamentably blunted by all these. I have yet to see on paper or on TV the extent of the amount involved – hundreds of millions of pesos – displayed in big, bold numbers.
One finding of fact in the Decision which should not escape the minds of the public, particularly Erap’s so-called masa supporters, is the fact that the Jose Velarde account is the repository of such mind-boggling deposits that totaled:
P3,233,104,173.17
It is, I repeat, a finding of fact by the court. While the court did not convict Erap on this ground (sub-par. d of the amended information), as the sources of these funds were not sufficiently established except for the commission that he got from the purchase of the Belle Shares, this cannot erase the verity that he did amass such wealth through that account.
What I am trying to drive at here is the apparent hypocrisy of one who projects himself as man of the masses (people who for years have lived on the throes of poverty) but nevertheless has the effrontery of accumulating such wealth he and his family could not possibly spend in their entire lifetime.
What is plunder then? In the Sandiganbayan Decision, the Court quoted the legislative rationale behind this law, by citing The Explanatory Note of Senate Bill No. 733, quoted in the case of Estrada v. Sandiganbayan (G.R. No. 148965, February 26, 2002, 377 SCRA 538, 555), as follows:
Plunder, a term chosen from other equally apt terminologies like kleptocracy and economic treason, punishes the use of high office for personal enrichment, committed thru a series of acts done not in the public eye but in stealth and secrecy over a period of time, that may involve so many persons, here and abroad, and which touch so many states and territorial units. The acts and/or omissions sought to be penalized do not involve simple cases of malversation of public funds, bribery, extortion, theft and graft but constitute plunder of an entire nation resulting in material damage to the national economy. The above-described crime does not yet exist in Philippine statute books. Thus, the need to come up with a legislation as a safeguard against the possible recurrence of the depravities of the previous regime and as a deterrent to those with similar inclination to succumb to the corrupting influence of power.
The majority opinion in the above-cited case, penned by Honorable Justice Josue N. Bellosillo, further explained the rationale behind the Anti-Plunder Law in this manner:
Our nation has been racked by scandals of corruption and obscene profligacy of officials in high places which have shaken its very foundation. The anatomy of graft and corruption has become more elaborate in the corridors of time as unscrupulous people relentlessly contrive more and more ingenious ways to milk the coffers of the government. Drastic and radical measures are imperative to fight the increasingly sophisticated, extraordinarily methodical and economically catastrophic looting of the national treasury. Such is the Plunder Law, especially designed to disentangle those ghastly tissues of grand-scale corruption which, if left unchecked, will spread like a malignant tumor and ultimately consume the moral and institutional fiber of our nation. The Plunder Law, indeed, is a living testament to the will of the legislature to ultimately eradicate this scourge and thus secure society against the avarice and other venalities in public office.
These are times that try men’s souls. In the checkered history of this nation, few issues of national importance can equal the amount of interest and passion generated by petitioner’s ignominious fall from the highest office, and his eventual prosecution and trial under a virginal statute. This continuing saga has driven a wedge of dissension among our people that may linger for a long time. Only by responding to the clarion call for patriotism, to rise above factionalism and prejudices, shall we emerge triumphant in the midst of ferment. [Emphasis Supplied]
This conviction does not target Erap alone. I cannot subscribe to the view that the present scandals that hound the Arroyo government, while these might eventually be proven to eclipse the enormity of the sins of Erap, should serve to supplant our rightful indignation toward the crime Erap was proven to have committed. If Arroyo and his cohorts have committed similar or even worse crimes against the Filipino people, then by all means, prosecute and convict. And let this recent conviction serve as fair warning to them all.
Maka-pungot sa akong simud:
Gikan sa akong amigong botboton nga nang-damay.
"Dawata kining usa ka sakong putyukan…. bitaw oi, akong isturbohon sila si:
Darlene, Weng, Lory (ang akong crushmate), Palakang Bisaya, Haze, Dr. Tess - The Eye Doctor (maoy nagtuli nako’g usab), Leylander, Ivy, Lollipop, Anne og si Lutchi"
NOAK (bali sa kaon):
ambot lang ning akong simud nga way may balibad basta linuto lang, pwede ra pud gi-hawban, ayaw lang nang mga kinilaw, pero kung kinilaw nga ngabil madada na.
PRUTAS:
dili ko ganahan mukaon sa bisan unsang prutasa basta dili nagsugod sa L ang unang letra sa iyang title, sige, sugod ta sa LATANG SAGING, LATANG KAPAYAS, LATANG MANGGA, LATANG BAYABAS, LATANG SINEGWELAS, LATANG LOMBOY, LATANG SAMBAG, LATANG KAMACHILE, LATANG TAMBIS, LATANG MAKOPA, LATANG STRAWBERRY, LATANG GRAPES, LATANG PEACHES, LATANG APPLE, LATANG APRICOT, LATANG COCONUT, kutob na lang diri kay dili na matabang ang ka-lata sa akong tai.
GULAY:
dili ko ganahan mukaon ug "gulay" (gulay sa imong mata !) pero mukaon ko ug bisan unsang matang sa utan, apilon pa ang wrong spelling (capital O, capital T, capital I, capital indajun)kung bol-anon ka, ka-tubash!
OWAT (bali sa Tawo):
dili ko ganahan sa mga tawng dili eggplant!
EVENT/SITUATION/INCIDENT:
dili ko gusto ug hapsay ug malinawon nga panghitabo. mas nindot ang naay gubot, para naa puy gamay kisaw nga pwede ma-chismis, ma-libak. boring ang life, duka-on ta.
TV SHOWS/MOVIES:
i hate GMA 7 shows! (o, iningles na ha!)
MUSIC:
dili ko gusto ug kanta nga wa gi-tukar sa RJ FM radio, meaning....... oi di pako tiguwang, dili lang ko ganahan ug saba.
HOUSEHOLD CHORES:
mubuhat ko sa tanang trabaho sa balay, ayaw lang ko sugo-a nga mupa-kaon sa iro. bahala na uroyg mag-sige ug paghut, feel jud nako hambaton ko niya.
THINGS AROUND THE WORLD:
aside sa gubat, dili ko gusto anang mga "humanitarian agencies" kuno, nga kusog kaayo mangayo ug hinabang unya pang-ngawarta ra di ay ang tumong ug tinguha.
THINGS ABOUT MYSELF:
sa tinuod lang, ako na lang ning gi-dawat akong pagka-AKO. walang labis, walang kulang. i love myself man jud, ang mo-comment, hampak sa agtang.
Transcentral Road Trip
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Rocky, slippery, smooth and the pot-holed.
Swerving slightly, cruising in the traffic.
The family on the road, stays on the same road.
All of the time.
My Cribby
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My second home.
I'm half complete if Ican't be here.
Starting out
Carcar Eye Clinic
Gen. Luna St. Carcar City, Cebu
Eye Diseases, Laser and Eye Micro-Surgery Specialist
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Freedom from the pit.
I'm on my own now.
My craft is my life.
Pero, pang small time lang sa.
if masa-ag mu sa Maguikay, Mandaue City, hapit nya!
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i've been out for awhile. tinkering with some things
that could break or make my life. the future is certainly unpredictable,
gotta be prepared and braced the hut for the strong winds that will surely come.
that could break or make my life. the future is certainly unpredictable,
gotta be prepared and braced the hut for the strong winds that will surely come.
Bisdak Planet Kitakits sa CEBU
Norwin, Aydoc, Tish, Nympha, Glorie, Charo, Ylan and Cocosa Gerry's Grill sa Ayala Cebu.
My first post ,June 2006
nanan-aw mi ug sine sa ako bana karong hapon. tungod sa kadaghan ug good movie reviews,unya cebuana pud kuno ang producer, amo gisuwayan ang KUBRADOR , sine ni gina pareno. dugay dugay nami nga wa kakita ug sine kay ganahan naman unta mi sa daghan sine sa pirated dvd pero kay lagi ingon cla nga nindot, apil pud mi sa panon.
na unsa man oi nga nalipong man ko sa ka lihok sa camera, mura man ug blair witched project. maka kutaw ug utok. k ra ta to kung ang storya nindot ug fast paced. pero mura ka ug gi guroy ra ni gina pareno sa iya pag suroy suroy pag pangubra ug pusta sa jueteng. wa jud koy nakit an nga conflict sa storya, kung way conflict way klarong storya. wa pud koy moral lesson nga nakuha, unsa man di ko mo pustag jueteng ? kung pusta ko unsa may mahitabo nako? mahimong kong bato? ingon pa ako bana, wala pud kunoy redeeming value, di kunu ka maka achieve ug personal redemption (lawm kaayo! wa pud ko ka G sa iya gpasabut, pro mura pud in other woords)
pareha pud ni sa sine nga ang pagdadalaga ni maximo oliveros, sabay pud mi sa panahon adto. wa pud toy lami kay nganong gisigihan man hinuon ug feature ang hugaw nga estero, mura bag gibogo-an ang director nato. nakasabut lagi mi nga naay social relevance ang iyang sine pero sobra ra sad kaayo pag ka balikbalik adto nga scenes. mao pud ning salida ni gina pareno, murag gibogo-an jud pag ayo nato.
pero, in fairness, nindot to iya scene nga naay namatay nga batan-on unya gihilakan sa iya lolo. gikumot pud kadyot ako dughan adto.
hilig pud bya mi ug tan aw ug mga "critically acclaimed films" sa mga pirated dvds (adto palit sa kilid sa caltex mango, tok tok raka, aircondition pa). nindot ang mga salida sa mga espanol kay grabe ug social awareness pero dili preachy ang pagka hanya, di corny.
basi ra kini sa among pagbati mga higala, kung nakakita namu sa sine unya ok ra ninyo ang storya, way problema. migo gihapon ta. kuyog nya ta ha( k ra kung judy an!). ciao!
My Dig: i still haven't the lost disappointment for these movies.
Medical certificate
Usa ka piniriso ang ni-anha sa Eye Clinic mga 3 months ago, kay na-ngayo ug medical certificate nga dili siya pwede ipa-init kay bag-o pa siyang gi-operahan sa ptyregium. Na-ngutana pud tawn ako kauban nganong sige man sila ug pa-init, kay di ay tungod sa sige nila ug practice sa sayaw.
Ahh! ok, karon lang jud ko naka-G.
Tungod di ay ni sa mga pasundayag nga naa na sa You Tube nga gi-post ni Byron Garcia.
Tagay ug Pan
Nakurat ko, pagka-kita nako nila nga
ang pan gi-paresan ug Gold Eagle!
Mga udtong tutuk jud ni nahitabo.
Naunsa na naman tawn ta oi,
unahon naman lang nato ang inum kaysa kaon.
Graveh to the max!
Weekend in Alcoy
Last Saturday, I was invited by my college buddy, who is now a municipal councilor of Alcoy,( about 2 hours drive from the city), to do cataract screening in preparation for a surgical mission to held on August. There were about 8 patients who qualified.
Johnny booked us at BODO's Bamboo Bar.
It's a resort located on top of a hill, overlooking the sea. You can see the Island of Bohol from the bar. They have a swimming pool fit for kids and a jacuzzi.
My son got in the pool upon arriving and never left till it was time to go to bed.
Johnny's kids were also there and the kids bonded well.
We, adults did some catch ups with our present lives. And, boy, we changed a lot.
From, the happy go lucky days during college , when Manang's was still the Queen in USC-TC and maong pants were not meant to be washed daily, plus the white Fruit of the Looms shirt was still the official uniform of TC guys.
And when was the last time you dive, chuva choo choos.
And yadah, yadah on the waist. Oopps! treading on dangerous territory.
I'm healthy and I'm sexy, ayaw mo palag kay ako ni blog. Ang mo-objection kay kuha-an ug uban!
Then, we looked at the kids and noticed that my son and his daughter were really getting along.
Time sa, bai, kung gusto ka nga mag-padayon atong panag-amigo?!?!
Ayawg ka-guol, bai, kay andam na ang armalite?!?!
ANd we laughed, like crazy.
I'm soooo pissed oooofffff!
As I say, I'm the type of person who will tell you that "I told you so...." with matching smirk.
He who laughs last, laughs the best.
Sige lang, at least I know something that they won't ever know.
It could make a difference somehow.
Your body, your choice!
I told you so.......
What's Your Cinderella Story ?
Tes, in your Cinderella story, you'd get to Live Happily Ever After
When it comes to setting goals, you're not afraid to reach high. How else would you explain wanting to be the belle of the ball, winning the heart of the prince, showing those evil stepsisters who's boss, and ruling the kingdom? You're a girl with goals, and you go after them.
Let's face it: You're not one to sit around and wait for life to happen. If the driver has the night off, you'd probably proudly take the reigns of your pumpkin coach and drive yourself to the party. You're not the type to have a team of servants at your beck and call although that wouldn't be so horrible, now would it? But if good ol' Prince Charming has anything to say about it, you won't have to lift a finger when you move into the castle together — unless you want to. And with your varied interests and natural drive to get what you want, you're sure to be true royalty in no time. And that's a happily ever after worth sharing.
Who Were You in a Past Life?
Tes, you could have been a famous artist.
Oil painting, sculpture, photography. No matter the medium, it's clear that an imaginative soul like yours must have been an artist in a former life. With your creativity and originality, you've got a unique approach to the world that just begs to be shared with everyone.
Like the great masters who came before you, you march to the beat of your own drummer and don't follow the herd. You live life by your own rules and aren't afraid to express your ideas. Lucky for all of us, they're great ones. So, keep expressing yourself. You're sure to be legendary!
In life you can make your own decisions or let other people make those decisions for you. Being Above The Influence is about staying true to yourself, and not letting people pressure you into being less than you. So be yourself. Or be something less. It's your call.
from: tickler.com
God Encounters
Then, two weeks ago, I did cataract surgery on a Catholic Evangelizer. She recounted that during the surgery, she saw Mama Mary's image. She was fervently praying for the success of the operation and upon seeing the image, she felt lighthearted and very confident.
From this two accounts, nobody can deny that GOD's presence is indeed among us.
I thank you, Lord, for all the successful surgeries.
You are indeed the Master of my Work.
Choosing your own death
Suicide is an enigmatic and disconcerting phenomenon. Because of others' inability to directly occupy the mental world of the suicidal, suicide appears to elude easy explanation. This inexplicability is stunningly captured by Jeffrey Eugenides in his novel The Virgin Suicides. In the novel, the narrator describes the reactions of several teenaged boys to the suicides of five sisters. The boys keep a collection of the dead girls' belongings, repeatedly sifting through them in a vain attempt to understand their deaths. (Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy)
Ever since a young blogger and well-accomplishment poet chose her own exit, tributes and honors were done in her memory and everyone was asking why she did it but the answers were as mysterious as she is. It died with her, at that, we would never be a party to the whole truth. What is left for us are the innuendos. Because, blaming others for that death will never bring us anywhere to the truth.Due my disability of occupying the suicidal mind, I googled and there were a lot of sites came up, from the suicide help desks to tips on how to accomplish your own death.
A few misconceptions and its proven counterpart are worth mentioning here:
1. Misconception:
If someone says they want to kill themselves, there is usually no way to prevent it.
Fact :
Most suicidal person are ambivalent, they are miserable but they wish to be saved.
If someone says they want to kill themselves, there is usually no way to prevent it.
Fact :
Most suicidal person are ambivalent, they are miserable but they wish to be saved.
2. Misconception:
Suicide happens suddenly and impulsively without premeditation.
Fact :
Less than 5% of suicides result from impulsive panic-stricken behavior. More often than not, the suicide thought arises as a FANTASY to resolve some personal crisis.
3. Misconception:
Once a person attempts suicide and fails, this minimizes the possibility of a future attempt because he has "gotten it out of his system".
Fact:
Most suicide patients are irrational at the time of their suicidal crisis. This person has ambivalent feelings; they want to live. However, overwhelmed with despair, anxiety, hopelessness, they cannot see any other solution to their problems.
Suicides can be prevented but we must understand and identify the risk factors.
A risk factor is anything that increases the likelihood that persons will harm themselves. However, risk factors are not necessarily causes. Research has identified the following risk factors for suicide (DHHS 1999):
- Previous suicide attempt(s)
- History of mental disorders, particularly depression
- History of alcohol and substance abuse
- Family history of suicide
- Family history of child maltreatment
- Feelings of hopelessness
- Impulsive or aggressive tendencies
- Barriers to accessing mental health treatment
- Loss (relational, social, work, or financial)
- Physical illness
- Easy access to lethal methods
- Unwillingness to seek help because of the stigma attached to mental health and substance abuse disorders or suicidal thoughts
- Cultural and religious beliefs—for instance, the belief that suicide is a noble resolution of a personal dilemma
- Local epidemics of suicide
- Isolation, a feeling of being cut off from other people
Click here : Suicide Notes
Philippine Family Tree
Condolence to the family, our respects to you.
But I just find your names very uncommon.
Tagged ! 5 things I am thankful for.
This is my first time to be tagged, and it came from a very sexy lady from the South. Well, all sexy ladies are from the South, ehem, ehem !
1. Thank you, God, that I woke up today, still alive and kicking well.
2. Thank you, all my patients, for putting your trust on me. They wouldn't want anybody to touch their eyes except me.
3. Thank you, my son, for being a beautiful person. I still can't believe that my blood and my soul has produced a wonderful child.
4. Thank you, my husband, for loving and adoring me all this years, even if my mood swings are more frequent now.
5. Thank you, my fate and destiny, for bringing me where I am today. I'm forever grateful to you God for guiding my lost soul.
1. Thank you, God, that I woke up today, still alive and kicking well.
2. Thank you, all my patients, for putting your trust on me. They wouldn't want anybody to touch their eyes except me.
3. Thank you, my son, for being a beautiful person. I still can't believe that my blood and my soul has produced a wonderful child.
4. Thank you, my husband, for loving and adoring me all this years, even if my mood swings are more frequent now.
5. Thank you, my fate and destiny, for bringing me where I am today. I'm forever grateful to you God for guiding my lost soul.
Hurry Putter
I just watched Harry Potter the movie tonite. Whenever I see movies, i usually rate it as "can happily live without it" or "would have died if i did'nt watch it".
And without doubt Harry belongs to the former, pagka-way klarong salidaha, pakapinan pa sa bati kaayo nga sound system sa SM Cinema 2. Mupay mag-lisud ta ug sabut sa British Accent, di pa ta kaapas kay piit kaayo ang ininglis.
Wa gyuy lami.
Surprise !
The hub wanted a new PC for his new office, so off we went to the mall to search. We found one in Octagon. Once set up, he realized it was Vista and he was intimidated with the new thingy and he decided to exchange my old Windows to his very brand new PC. My smile was a mile long, when my only wish was to change only to LCD monitor.
Indeed, it's snowing in July.
North Korea's Blind Loyalty to the Great Leader
POSTED February 27, 2007
Inside North Korea
Lisa Ling
I have traveled to many places on many continents, but I never felt my personal freedom limited as much as it was during our time in North Korea. North Korea is usually off-limits to foreigners—especially to Americans. In order to film the work of Dr. Ruit, a Nepalese eye surgeon, the only way that I could enter the secretive state was to go undercover posing as part of his medical team. Ruit's goal is to heal patients in poor countries who have gone blind from cataracts. My cameraman and I hoped that we would also get glimpses of real life in North Korea. It turned out to be one of the hardest assignments I had. The government sent us six (!) minders who accompanied us all the way from Katmandu, Nepal to North Korea and back. In Pyongyang they took away our passports and cell phones. There wasn't a moment when we could wander off and walk around unobserved. I had to stay within eyesight of the hotel, so I jogged in circles around the compound. This is what prison must feel like. The only North Korean citizens we were officially allowed to film were Dr. Ruit's patients. The number of people who came to see him was overwhelming. In the developed world cataracts hardly ever cause blindness, and mostly elderly people are affected. Here, children and old people alike had lived in the dark for years. All were hoping for a miracle. We witnessed Dr. Ruit and his team operate on more than one thousand people in only six days. It was an act of unbelievable stamina, and proved Dr. Ruit's deep-rooted humanity. Then the crucial day arrived. A thousand fearful and expectant patients with their eyes bandaged were gathered in one room. What would happen when the bandages come off? Nobody knew and everybody, including us, held their breaths. Dr. Ruit went up to every single person, talked to each one soothingly – and slowly took off the bandage. One by one, we witnessed the miracle happening. Old women saw their grandchildren and children their parents for the first time after years in the dark. But what was so remarkable was that immediately after regaining their sight, rather than thanking the doctor, people started crying and bowing and giving thanks in front of pictures of the Dear Leader Kim Jong Il and his father, Kim Il Sung as hundreds clapped and cheered in unison. I never saw such an extreme personality cult before.
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