june 21, 2008 rob almost made me cry!! this was taken live from the centerstage, mall of asia during the top 12 finalists' gala performance :) please excuse the screaming ... anna and i just couldn't help ourselves from cheering our lungs out for rob :)
eto kami ngayon, nagpapalipas ng oras dahil 7 hours ang aming lay-over dito sa detroit metropolitan wayne county airport. si liza natutulog, si jaypee nag-p-PSP, si jovy naghihilik :) ako, eto :) yoko matulog at gusto ko mamya nalang sa mahaaaaaaaaaabang biyahe mememe ... zzzzzzzzzz ...
wala pang excitement nangyayari kundi finally, nakakita na kami ng celebrity sa amerika!!
nakasalubong namin si CARSON ng QUEER EYE FOR THE STRAIGHT GUY dito sa detroit!! ang aming pinaka-unang celebrity-sighting sa amerika!! YAY!!
eto, ka -- nung nakita ko, parang --- "WOOOH. SINO NAMAN ITECH? ANG DAMING GEL NAMAN SA BUHOK NITONG BADAFFODIL NA ITO AT GABUBUYOG ANG KANYANG AVIATOR SHADES!!"
eto naman si liza, panay ang higit sa braso ko, "SI ANO, SI ANO, SI ANOOOOOOO!!"
ako naman, linga lang ng linga -- at inaasahan kong makikita ko si jay manalo o si vic sotto -- hehehe :) walang kamalay-malay na ang sweetie pie CARSON na pala ang aming nakasalubong! TSK!
ayun, nakalagpas na ang CARSON at wala kaming nagawa ni liza kundi magkurutan :)
sayang ... napa-walang silbi ang dalawa kong bitbit na camera. tsk, tsk, tsk.
1. black hawk down - ibong maitim sa ibaba 2. dead man's chest - dodo ng patay 3. i know what you did last summer - uyy... aminin! 4. love, actually - sa totoo lang, pag-ibig 5. million dollar baby - 50 million pisong sanggol (it depends on the exchange rate of the country) 6. the blair witch project - ang proyekto ng bruhang si blair 7. mary poppins - si mariang may putok 8. snakes on a plane - nag-ahasan sa ere 9. the postman always rings twice - ang kartero kapag dumutdot laging dalawang beses 10. sum of all fears - takot mo, takot ko, takot nating lahat 11. swordfish - talakitok 12. pretty woman - ganda ng lola mo 13. robin hood, men in tights - si robin hood at ang mga felix bakat 14. four weddings and a funeral - kahit 4 na beses ka pang magpakasal, mamamatay ka rin 15. the good, the bad and the ugly - ako, ikaw, kayong lahat 16. harry potter and the sorcerer's stone - adik si harry, tumira ng shabu 17. click - isang pindot ka lang 18. brokeback mountain - may nawasak sa likod ng bundok ng tralala /bumigay sa bundok 19. the day of the dead - ayaw tumayo (ng mga patay) 20. waterworld - basang-basa 21. there's something about mary - may kwan sa ano ni maria 22. employee of the month - ang sipsip 23. resident evil - ang biyenan 24. kill bill - kilitiin sa bilbil 25. the grudge - lintik lang ang walang ganti 26. nightmare before christmas - binangungot sa noche buena 27. never been kissed - pangit kasi 28. gone in 60 seconds - 1 round, tulog 29. the fast and the furious - ang bitin, galit 30. too fast, too furious - kapag sobrang bitin, sobrang galit 31. dude, where's my car - dong, anong level ulit tayo nag-park? 32. beauty and the beast - ang asawa ko at ang nanay nya 33. the lord of the rings - ang alahero
The Dash I hope you enjoy this and maybe we all can take life a little slower and with more meaning.
In July 2006, a short 3-minute movie was launched on the Internet called The Dash. Since then, over 40 million people from around the world have watched it; and over 20,000 a day continue to watch it as a result of people passing it along. The movie has been more successful than ever imagined. More importantly, however, it has inspired many, many people to reflect on their lives and ask that all important question, 'Are my priorities where they should be?'
I hope you enjoy this and share it with those who are close to you.
still can't believe that rob was one of the 4 guys in the bottom rung for pinoy idol's round 2 of eliminations. but what a relief -- he pulled through!! whew!!
i've never doubted rob's passion and talent for singing ... what i'm beginning to doubt is the population of tone-deaf text-voters who prefer to vote for someone else.
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some chose extra-ordinary songs but they sang it ordinarily ... while rob had an ordinary song but sang it extra-ordinarily!! makauwi na nga nang makaboto ako para kay rob, haha :) in the meantime, rob's next performance will be on friday -- 9:45-ish PM right after "babangon ako't dudurugin kita." nyeh. ano bang title yan? haha ...
it is going to be verrrrrry exciting because rob is going to sing "wildflower!!" to those who've heard him sing this one before, ay, graaabeh. you know what i'm talking about :)
buti pa kayo ... ako mapapanuod ko lang yan sa youtube at starmometer.com, huhuhuhuhuuuu ...
anyway, you can start voting for rob within two hours after pinoy idol :)
text IDOL<space>ROBBY then send to 367 for smart or talk & text or 2344 for globe and other networks
anyway, here's rob's latest performance on pinoy idol last saturday, and sunday's elimination night :)
date: june 30, 2007 locale: jonah's (boracay beach, philippines) gear: canon SD600
i found the details on these shell blinds at jonah's very, verrrrrry interesting ... at a certain angle, the shells actually look like fish! oh-soooooooo-perfect for the beach scene :)
so i took a snapshot of it while enjoying my favorite mango-banana fruit shake at jonah's in boracay beach, philippines :)
the original photo looks a little washed out. sure needs a little tweaking :)
1. upload photo in picnik.com 2. click CREATE and choose SEPIA 3. choose ORTON-ISH
after the conversion and minimal editing, i really liked the surreal quality of this photo ... so i guess i'll stop here :)
ON THE MEANING OF AN ATENEO EDUCATION by Agustin Martin G. Rodriguez, Ph.D.
When my daughter had the chance to finish high school in New York, we agonized about it: I more than her. Her agony centered around the need to moderate her desire to embark on this adventure because she knew it would break my heart. My agony had two thorns. Firstly, I didn't want her to go because in all our lives, we had never spent more than 2 days apart from each other. Secondly, there was the irony of her studying in the United States. As a nationalist academic and development worker, I always believed that one's spirit had to be formed with one's people—among their myths and their sufferings—in order to understand who one is, what one's responsibilities are and to whom one's heart belongs. I know to the sophisticated global citizen I would sound archaic and provincial, but I still believe that before our spirit can embrace the world it must be rooted in a home we love. But I knew that the idea of giving up this opportunity was breaking her up inside because, as she said, she might spend the rest of her life wondering what if, so I let her go. She left with the promise that she would come back for college because I still believe that the university years are formative. But we all know how those promises go. Two years in the glitter of a new world could weaken the bindings of promises made in times of great emotions. It has been a year and we are now completely at peace with her decision to leave.
All that I have said is a prelude to why I am writing this piece. I am writing this to explain why I believe her formation in the Ateneo would still be the best for my daughter. I want to clarify to everyone else who raise their eyebrows at me, what I mean when I say that I believe an education here is superior to any ivy league education. Many of my colleagues who know that my daughter has a chance to study in an American university cannot understand why I would prefer that she study here. One of them even exclaimed: "You would prefer that she study here even if she had a chance to study in Harvard!" with a you-are-so ridiculous tone. And to me the answer was "Yes, of course, you're so ridiculous." And the reason is simply this: she may get a superior technical education in some top ranking university abroad but only in the Philippines will she have a superior education in being a Filipino for Filipinos.
My daughter wants to be a writer and recently she has had a chance to attend a prestigious workshop in an American university best known as a center for writing. And I was witness to how because of that opportunity, her writing skills have advanced light years from when she left. I have no doubt that if she studied creative writing in one of the US universities known for it, her skills would be strengthened even more. But what would she write about? A great writer is as much about her skill as it is about her great insight. If you have the skill but not the immersion in the profound realities that have formed your soul , what is there to write about? And who would she write for? A truly great writer is one whose passion is fueled by the need to speak for her people, especially the mute. And to even begin to want to speak for them, you have to be grounded in their misery. One's people are never generic: they take concrete form in the faces that resonate in your heart. I think an education in her own country would prepare her to face the faces that resonate in her heart and perhaps an Ateneo education could awaken the passion to respond to those faces.
I know that many complain that Ateneans lead a very sheltered life in this campus. In an infinite number of ways that is ridiculously true. In the end, the Ateneo is the Ateneo: a separate world from the world of the margins. But what most people don't understand about the Ateneo, is that the Ateneo is not just about the majors or the specific programs. It is about a spirit that pervades among its best people.
When I was young, I was ready to quit the Church because I was convinced that there were no intelligent and just Catholics. And then I came to the Ateneo where I met Catholics who strove to serve the margins because of their love of God. And because they loved God's people, they strove for excellence. That realization astounded me and kept me in the Church and in Ateneo. If anything, Filipino Jesuit education just means to teach people that the love of God means nothing but to love the people who suffer forgotten in the margins, and that we strive for excellence in what we do to serve them best: otherwise excellence and the love of God is empty. What else does faith mean? What else grounds excellence? What else measures the good of a life but that? And if you take Ateneo education seriously enough, and if you are open to its opportunities enough, it will lead you to that realization and it will lead you to your first opening to the faces that you will have to serve. At its core, Ateneo education is an apprenticeship in the work of being a Filipino for others. This is only a slogan so long as one misses out on the living examples of alumni, scholars, administrators, maintenance and staff who show us the way to realizing the truth of an Ateneo education. Open your eyes to those who serve radically and they will radically educate your heart. And if one is open enough one can see that such people dwell in this school because there is a spirit in this school that cradles them and supports their vocation. It is intangible, but it is a spirit that guides the best of us.
Some people feel that we are an elite school that cultivates an elite rationality. Radioactive Sago's brilliant third album is entitled "… Ang Daming Nagugutom Sa Mundo Fashionista Ka Pa Rin." In one gig, Lord de Vera was plugging their album and he said "Bilhin ninyo ang aming album '… Ang Daming Nagugutom Sa Mundo Atenista Ka Pa Rin.'" I could understand his sentiments exactly. Just listen to conversations in the pocket garden where people complain about the heat, their slow laptops and their old school phones and anyone who knows anything about the hardships in our country will easily agree with Lord. But then, if you think about it, although some of our graduates are oblivious to the suffering around them and even if some of them do reinforce structures that exploit the suffering, there is that core of Ateneans touched by the spirit of this school who choose to genuinely build communities founded on justice, to found enterprises that serve true needs, to lawyer for the oppressed, and to doctor for the poor. Many innovations of justice building in our country arise because of their apprenticeships in the magis of our service. We just don't hear about these things because they don't find their way into our tarpaulins. But the spirit is there and it is the spirit that defines us more than basketball championships or the number of CEOs we produce. Somehow, because of our formation, Ateneans still tend to be idealistic about service. And so I say "Dahil ang daming nagugutom sa mundo kailangan mong seryosohin ang pagka- Atenista." This is why, my dear fellow parents, I think an Ateneo education is more valuable for my daughter than a Cornell or Harvard or Princeton education: because here, we learn to be excellent for something important—our people and our Filipino humanity.
Dr. Rodriguez is currently an Assistant Professor of the Philosophy Department of the Loyola Schools. His daughter, Leal, is a freshman in the Ateneo majoring in AB Humanities. Edited version of "To my colleagues: On the meaning of an Ateneo education" by Agustin Martin G. Rodriguez, Ph.D. Chalk Marks. The Guidon. Volume LXXV. Number 6.
Song Credits: PILGRIM'S THEME BY Bukas Palad Music by: Manoling Francisco, SJ Lyrics by: Johnny Go, SJ Arrangement: Paulo K Tirol Soloist: Julius Guevara
thanks to Bong Eliab for posting this on his blog www.banyuhay.multiply.com
date: july 1, 2007 locale: pat's creek bar in boracay beach, philippines gear: canon sd600
now, for the conversion: 1. upload photo on picnik.com 2. crop picture. 3. click EDIT then choose EXPOSURE. 4. increase CONTRAST to make details stand out. 5. click CREATE then choose FOCAL B/W. 6. focus focal sphere on the flame. 7. click EDIT then choose COLORS. 8. increase SATURATION to heighten the color.
was able to dig up this old video of my good friend robbie from my files and files of random photos and home-cooked videos :) this was taken last july 21, 2007 in bagaberde pasig.
if you've been following the latest on pinoy idol on GMA7, then you would know that the judges always give him positive, positive feedback :)
well, rob's definitely my #1 pick and i'm rooting for him all the waaaaaaaaaaaaaay!! :)
so, when voting time finally comes, whip out your cellphones and put those credits to good use by voting for robbie all the way!! :)
(btw, robbie is now ROBBY. make sure you key in the right name when you text-vote)
and of course, do check out the uploaded video below :)
if you want to be in the loop and know more about rob, click the photo link below :)
"Monochrome Monday is a medium by which we not only share photos with one another but also techniques. I came to Multiply for the reason of networking with other Photographers. As a result I have met some outstanding shooters and am constantly amazed at some of the shots I see.
Now with that being said this is the Dealio..and the outline will change as we see what happens with this..You have until next monday to determine your entry..your choice of subject matter. Do your blog as we normally do for Pic Perf cept this time you will post the before and after. One color and then the black and white outcome. But also a description of what you did to achieve this outcome. ie what program you used.. the steps involved..anything that made that pic the way it is..
By us sharing in this manner I believe the love and passion and beauty of black and white shooting can re-emerge. It is possible to get very good conversions but it's usually more detailed than just going to gresycale convert. Ansel Adams is by far one of the most noted Black and White masters known today. He developed a system that has now become known as the Zone System here is a link to read a little if you aren't familiar with either Mr.Adams or his System. ’Ansel Adams Zone System."
This is open to everyone regardless of skill level, as I said its a sharing an learning experience. Take time to work on this don't simply grab a photo or shoot something at random as all shots don't lend well to B/W. I still have a deep love for this medium and and perish the thought that it should fall to the wayside in this digital age. It doesn't matter what steps you go thru to achieve this black and white beauty you will bring forth this is all about end results. That's the Nuts and Bolts of being a photographer today. Sure, I still love film shooting and have spent more hours in a darkroom than I care to remember. So now we move from the chemical darkroom to the virtual darkroom we have to learn new tricks.
So until Monday and that is one minute after midnight eastern standard time or zulu+5 Enjoy. Plan Learn and WOW!!"
The objective of this site is to have fun taking photographs. Right now, there are 350 members. Every week, new members join. To keep the whole project fun and to help us get around to everyone's photos, a huge task due to the volume, there are rules in place.
1. Have fun! Yes, this is the most important rule : ) 2. The photo must be yours. No photos from the internet 3. Post 1 comment with a link to your entry 4. Post a link to the actual entry, not just your main page 5. Important: Make sure your page can be viewed by everyone. If you have issues with privacy, mention in your comment that it is only for contacts, so that others don't try unsuccessfully to view your entry. 6. Entries are to be in by Friday midnight... or we'll be at this all week. This gives us the weekend to visit pages 7. Visit other entries. There is nothing more disheartening for those who visit folk not to get people visiting them. This isn't a rule... just a suggestion. We know there are people with time and bandwidth restrictions. 8. When you comment on someone's Picture Perfect entry, please put the link to your entry with the comment, so that they can return the favour easily. 9. Be creative!
Bear in mind that the objective of Picture Perfect is to encourage us to take our cameras out with us, photographing with the theme in mind. The theme is presented to help us stretch our creativity and think outside the box. Picture Perfect helps you capture memories as they happen and have fun making new friends from all over the world : )
IMPORTANT: Picture Perfect is a family friendly site. Remember, you are posting photos that people of all ages, nationalities, cultures and tastes will be visiting. Many of these have children hanging around in the background. Keep it family friendly, please :)
Mangyari lamang ay tumayo ang mga nagmahal nang makita ng lahat ang mukha ng pag-ibig. Ipamalas ang tamis ng malalim na pagkakaunawaan sa mga malabo ang paningin.
Mangyari lamang ay tumayo rin ang mga nagmamahal at nasawi nang makita ng lahat ang mga sugat ng isang bayani. Ipadama ang pait ng kabiguan habang ipinagbubunyi ang walang katulad na kagitingan ng isang nagtaya.
Mangyari lamang ay tumayo ang mga nangangambang magmahal nang makita ng lahat ang kilos ng isang bata. Ipamalas ang katapatan ng damdamin na pilit kinukubli ng pusong lumaki sa mga engkanto’t diwata.
Mangayari lamang ay tumayo ang mga nagmahal, minahal at iniwan ngunit handa pa ring magmahal, nang makita ng lahat ang yaman ng karanasan. Ipamalas ang mga katotohanang nasaksihan nang maging makahulugan ang mga paghagulgol sa dilim.
At sa mga nananatiling nakaupo:
Mangyari lamang ay dahan-dahang tumayo papalabas sa nakangangang pinto. Umuwi na kayo at sumbatan ang mga magulang na nagpalaki ng isang halimaw.
At sa lahat ng naiwang nakatayo:
Mangyari lamang ay hagkan ang isa’t isa at yakapin ang mga sugatan. Mabuhay tayong lahat na nagsisikap na makabalik sa ating pinagmulan.
Manatiling masaya. At higit sa lahat, magpatuloy sa pagmamahal.
Everyday during school days at 7:45 a.m., I am greeted with the sunshiny smiles and bright faces of my four and five-year old kids at school. I have been a teacher for thirteen years now and everyday is refreshingly different from the other. Each day holds out a different bag of surprises.
I’m sure a lot of teachers’ drawers are filled with a handful of “masterpiece” drawings by their students. Oftentimes, I would get a drawing or two from my kids every morning … brightly colored rainbows, kaleidoscopic flowers, puffy green trees, a dazzling yellow sun, or a smiling teacher carefully scrawled on the paper. When they hand me their magnum opus, they always beam with undeniable pride and say, < FONT>“Teacher, I made that for you!” And what’s school without playtime? My kids and I always go outdoors and play at the tree house. At the end of playtime, I am sure to have kids tugging at my blouse saying, “Teacher, I love you!” and I am honored with a glorious bouquet of wild flowers, leaves, grass, and yes, even weeds! With this simple love offering, I feel like I am much more than a winner in a beauty pageant.
I also have my share of dark and cloudy days, though. Once, when I was explaining the different community helpers, I asked the kids what they wanted to be when they grow up. Many answered, “Doctor!” “Nurse!” “Firefighter!” etc. A lot of hands shot up and everyone was answering excitedly in unison. One of my little girls kept on waving and calling, “Teacher Mobsy! Teacher Mobsy!”
I casually brushed her off because I was already rushing through our discussion. I had a lot of things prepared for them that day and I desperately wanted to finish on time.
After the class, the little girl came up to me. “Teacher Mobsy…” Brimming with impatience, I finally said, “Okay, okay, what is it?” The little girl replied with innocent eyes staring into my very soul, “Teacher, when I grow up, I want to be just like you.”
Just like you. The words drowned me with warm shame. Here was a little girl who looked up to me and accepted me unconditionally. Just like you. A subtle reminder that we should all serve as role models to others. To be the best we can be, to set an example, to live life and love as the Lord would have wanted us to. Just like you.
Time is a precious gift if we have the chance to stop for awhile and listen to what others have to say, to receive the affection we just might have missed the first time. On moments like this, it’s the adult who learns from the child.
Sometimes I cannot help but think of each school year as some sort of “pregnancy.” Like a pregnant mother, the Teacher nourishes her pupils up to nine months, until the time is ripe to let go for them to make their own mark in the next grade. When the end of the school year comes, the Teacher is sometimes hit with the equivalent of post-partum blues. But once the blues are finally shaken off, the Teacher cannot help but feel proud of her kids.
Whenever acquaintances ask me what I do and I tell them I am a preschool teacher, they always gush, “Oh, how cute!” Yes, it is “cute” being with children, but being a Teacher is also tough. For what can a teacher say when her kids tell her things like these:
“Teacher, I won’t go to school anymore because Mommy and me will live in my Lola’s house. Mommy doesn’t love Daddy anymore.”
“Teacher, I saw Mommy and Daddy fighting last night. Mommy was crying because Daddy pushed her on the floor.”
“Teacher, I brought my family picture but Daddy isn’t in it because he doesn’t live with us anymore. Do I still have a family even if Daddy is not with us?” Kids oftentimes come to us to show the little boo-boos on their fingers, arms or knees that are very easy to heal with a Band-Aid and a kiss to soothe away the pain. But it is always heart-wrenching when they come to us with big boo-boos on their hearts that need much, much more than just a Band-Aid.
Sure, sometimes it is tough being a preschool teacher, but the inner fulfillment is incomparable. I couldn’t picture myself doing anything else. I have found my niche, my place in the sun. This is the vocation I choose to live.
Today, most of my college batch mates have either made it successfully in the corporate world or have piled up their share of millions. Most of them are already married and have kids of their own. Some have the prestigious titles “Dr.” or “Atty.” Attached to their names.
Me? I don’t have much money but I’m very rich in meaningful experiences with children. I’m happily single but I have been blessed with 389 pupils that I am proud to call my very own children. I may not have an impressive title, but I am called “Teacher” – the very same noble title that our Lord Jesus Christ has. “Teacherrrrrr!!!”
I hear my children calling me … and I smile because I am their TEACHER.