Written by GHV2 at 11:48 PM.
Natutuwa ako para kay Mark Angeles na nagbebenta na ng kaniyang Patikim. Matagal na sanang nailabas ang libro niyang ito kung hindi lang nagkaproblema sa gustong mag-publish. After too much time contemplating, siya na mismo ang nag-publish ng kaniyang akda. Ngayon nga ay nagbebenta na siya, me kaakibat pang good cause.
Sa ngayon ay nawiwindang ako sa pag-aayos/pagbubuo ng manuskritong ipapakatay ipapabasa sa ilang miyembro ng Pinoypoets (pramis, nothing new grand sa manuskritong ito). Dagdag pa dito ang pustahan namin ni Xam na gumawa ng sampung bagong tula para sa taong ito. Ang matatalo ay manlilibre sa grupo. Gayong nakatutuwa na tapos ko ng bunuin ang sampung bagong tula na ito (yehey! yehey!), iilan lang ang maisasama kong mga tula sa binubuo kong koleksyon.
Hay hay sidhay. Napapalibutan na nga ako ng mga librong binabasa. Hindi ko na sila naibabalik sa kanilang maayos na pagkakasalansan. Parang Smokey Mountain ng mga libro ang kuwarto ko.
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Noon sa lilim nito tayo madalas maglaro Lagi kang gumuguhit ng mga taong may malalapad na pakpak Hindi mga anghel Mga taong uwak
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Ano ang pangalan ng pighati?
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Ikinalulungkot kong sabihin na wala na, sinukuan na kita. Hindi mo man lang ako napapanaginipan.
Madalas mo man akong banggitin, subalit hungkag ang iyong inilalaan na kahulugan.
Unti-unti akong naglalandas palabas ng iyong kamalayan, hindi mo man lang namalayan.
Sapagkat inaakala mong napupuspos ang iyong labi ng kahiwagaan, hindi mo na pinangalanan akong nananalig sa iyo tuwina.
Written by GHV2 at 11:04 PM.
(CNN) -- Efren Peñaflorida, who started a "pushcart classroom" in the Philippines to bring education to poor children as an alternative to gang membership, has been named the 2009 CNN Hero of the Year. More here.
"Our planet is filled with heroes, young and old, rich and poor, man, woman of different colors, shapes and sizes. We are one great tapestry. Each person has a hidden hero within, you just have to look inside you and search it in your heart, and be the hero to the next one in need.
"So to each and every person inside in this theater and for those who are watching at home, the hero in you is waiting to be unleashed. Serve, serve well, serve others above yourself and be happy to serve. As I always tell to my co-volunteers ... you are the change that you dream as I am the change that I dream and collectively we are the change that this world needs to be. Mabuhay!"
About the group he started
Dynamic Teen Company (DTC) is a group of concerned young people with a mission of making a small yet significant difference in other people’s lives, particularly the small children in slum areas who have no access to education, basic hygiene and sometimes, even love from their families. The group was founded in August 1997 by four teenagers from Cavite National High School. The initial group made up of around 20 members started as a friendship club which aimed to divert the attention of students from joining violent gangs and notorious fraternities that were thriving on the campus. Their major platform then was to cater youth awareness projects, talent and self development activities, and community services. Today, the group holds different activities to address these issues.
Accomplishments
The fruits of their labor are slowly being reaped as former drug users and petty thieves who were reformed through their projects are now also serving as volunteers. Former scavengers are now in school and are helping to raise funds. Some of the children who remain unschooled are now able to read and write. DTC was able to reach thousands of children through their Mind Your Rights (MY RIGHTS) campaign and through their health-literacy work.
In 2007, they launched the “WE ARE THE CHANGE” campaign to inspire people to be the catalyst for change – in what they want to see in their home, community and the world we live in. For they believe that real change happens when we begin to touch one soul and change one heart at a time.
*Lifted from their official website. Know more about this amazing group here.
Written by joycie at 04:55 AM.
Nothing makes a day faster than looking forward to something. And today, what put me through the first half of my day was the fact that me and my friends went out tonight.
This get together was for Joie. To cheer her up from her recent breakup after a 5 year relationship. We (Andrea, Andrew, King, Neli, Joie and I) met up at Rob and had dinner at Don Henrico's, remembering our clerkship experiences. That was the time when we were still students, and from there started comparing our internships at different hospitals. We had a hearty meal, and I felt at home, reconnecting with those I shared a wonderful 4 years of medicine proper with.
After that, we walked to a Karaoke Bar where we sang a mix of vengeful and sentimental songs for Joie. Some, for me. For them, too. I was tipsy and having so much fun, fun, fun, when..
He texted. He says he wants to die. He says I hurt him too much.
It's not the first time he's said that. He does it when I don't text or answer his calls or when I tell him that I don't feel the same. But now, I don't even know what I've done. I was always upfront and honest. And I did try to like him. I tried so hard, that I even DID like him. And he even thought I loved him back already. But it's not enough..
Because I knew the difference when I fell for somebody (who betrayed me instead). Argh. I am being played and twisted by fate.
It's good that work takes so much out of my mind. The brain can only do one thing at a time, and it helps to keep focus on what's in front. In a few hours time, I'll be on track a 32 hour tour of duty, mending other people's bodies when I am so...broken inside.
{ music } Aerosmith - U2
{ book } Surgery Case Files - Toy and Liu
{ mood } troubled and sleepy and wishful
Written by yahn at 01:45 AM. Filed under Book Of The Yahn.
Today, I move on. 
I already said it before, about two days ago, last November 19. My sis' sharing has shone me some light. Thank God for that. And now I'm just enlightened--on how to actually do so.
I have come to realize that it all starts with the decision to act on what you want. As I've told my friend, "I don't really need anyone or anything to take my mind off him. All I had to do to start getting my life back is to simply decide that I will move on." I definitely do not need or even want a rebound, and keeping me busy won't make me as much happy as well. I have to be happy... on my own.
Good thing my sis and I drank last Tuesday. We were throwing our stories with one another. She was so broken-hearted, not to mention it was her birthday then. Tsk. Stories of sadness, already answered questions that we keep asking, tears that won't stop flowing. And that one testimonial of another sis for this broken-hearted sis knocked some sense into me.
She was relenting her version of moving on. Yes, we noticed the sadness in her face, and the struggle she's been through. And now we look at her, we'd definitely agree that she has been better. She has succeeded. And she simply started with a decision--making a CHOICE. A difficult choice that takes pretty much a long process--and time and energy--but has a lasting, maturing consequence.
And eventually, I had to admit it. I couldn't move on. I wasn't moving on. All because I haven't really made the decision. I wanted to, but I have never really decided to.
All the while, I was stuck. Upon hearing the testimonial, I wanted to act, and decide already. But of course, I had to think, as always. I asked, "What kept me holding on, anyway?" And I've come to terms with the truth: I wanted to know what he had in mind. Before I really give up, I had to know if I'm wasting my chance or my assumptions have been right all along. I wanted to see if it was just me or it was really mutual. I wanted it to come from his own mouth, not from his actions. I wanted to hear it instead of conclude it.
Thinking about it made me back out a bit. Maybe I should wait and tell him first before I actually do it. Then again, that's only prolonging the agony. It would be really stupid of me to be stuck this long--and actually to choose being so. So I realized that I really do have to move on already. Life goes on and it stops for no one--not ever. I always knew I'll move on eventually, someday. Thus, I have decided that someday is NOW.
About two days ago, my sis and I went to Ministop on a very early morning. As we chatted, I've remembered my old happiness and happen to share that realization with her: that I have been happy before he came in to my life. I was so contented with my life already without him! When he came, he just made it happier for me. Now I realize, such 'disillusionment' does not always last, maybe not even in a good way. I figured that the trend was that happy, happier, then sad. Once you get 'happier,' you don't step down to being happy again; you sink down to sadness, or maybe even worse.
Still, the good news is that, happiness is still there--and it always will. You've been happy before, why not be so again? I think that's what 'disillusionment' does: making us happier, forgetting how to be happy on our own. It already happened--can't it happen again?
So right now, I'm in the process of regaining that happiness of mine. As I've said, I do not want love for now; HAPPINESS is what I wish for. The goal now is to be happy. Happier will come later.
Moving on. Step one. Decision. Choice. Check! Now I'm on step two: planning. What do I do now? I'm now reliving my good ol' hopes and aspirations. Here comes the new me.
Already, I'm beginning to be happy.
PS: I was supposed to post FOR THE LAST TIME the things I remember about him, what he has taught me. Then again, I think I have reminisced pretty much long enough. Time to get rid of his memoirs. It's me and GOD time again! I'm loving this. 
{ music } Love (Pass It On)
{ show } The Rebound
Written by lifeisabitch at 01:19 AM.
tsk tsk. didn't realize how stupid and careless i've been til i checked my gallery. whew. hope it's not too late.
{ mood } wants to set someone on fire
Written by tofuboy at 10:31 PM.
Dear tabulas,
you know something's wrong,
when after a long hiatus,
you start blogging again.
This is a crisis. I'm on a crisis. 
I'm not really sure if it's psychosomatic...
...but it just really feels... like,
at a point when i'm all out of love and affection,
... where emotional intimacy is what i yearn for,
i have none.
so naturally, i'd count on my friends to keep my half-crazy self busy.
and now the question is,
where are they?
cheers,
tofuboy 
{ music } Steep || Lauren Christy
{ mood } crazy
Written by magnifysky at 01:19 PM.
"I'm learning, I'm learning you now.
Stars fading, free falling into you
This time I'm sure of what I'm looking for.
And that's what I want you to know.
And I won't ever let you go, let you go
Underneath the waves,
I can feel you underneath the waves.
And I'm ready for you now,
I'm ready for you now.
Be ready for me now,
Be ready for me now. . ."
-underneath the waves, hale
Written by GHV2 at 11:35 AM.
On Target
Gays should not abuse society’s tolerance
By Ramon Tulfo
Philippine Daily Inquirer
First Posted 00:12:00 11/19/2009
The Commission on Elections (Comelec) is right about rejecting the application of a group composed of lesbians and gays to become a party-list group.
Had the poll body approved the application of Ang Ladlad, baka tinamaan ng kidlat (lightning would have struck) its commissioners.
Kidding aside, gender should never be an issue in politics.
If there are many gays and lesbians in our midst, fine! We should respect their rights.
But they should not also go around town proclaiming their preferences as if it was a badge of honor.
There is nothing honorable or normal about same-sex marriage or union, which Ang Ladlad is trying to promote.
Gays and lesbians should be happy society tolerates them. They should not abuse society’s doting attitude towards them.
(The complete article here. See also this news report.)